2 boys, 1 love (a Newtmas fanfic)

Scars

A/N: beware! There might be gross details in this chapter. Especially if you are afraid of blood.

My left arm. What's wrong with it? Why does it hurt so much? I feel something in my right hand. The knife. The that I always carry with me in my pocket, the one that I stole from the kitchen.
I look at my other arm, scars. Thin deep red lines are all over my arm. Blood is seeping from my arm. As I look at my arm I feel my right hand move towards it and making a new scar. It does hurt but I accept it. The blood is coming out of it. I see it rolling to the side and dripping onto the bed. There's a pool of my blood. I look up and Tommy is standing there.
"What have you done?" He asks with hate in his voice and eyes. He lift up his arms and they are covered in scars and blood. I look at his face again, but get stuck at his neck. A deep red line is drawn across his neck. Blood is coming out of his mouth.
"Why?" He screams, his eyes turn black, emotionless and look right through my soul.
"Why?" And he falls on the ground.
I sit upright in my bed with Tommy next to me. I look at my arms. They're clean. I take off my leather bracelet. The scars are still there. The skin is ruined and will probably never grow fully back. I feel in my pocket, the knife is there. I get it out of my pocket, it's covered with dried blood. I put back fast because I don't want to reminded of my darker times. Everything is fine. It was just a dream.

Thomas's POV

I wake up because Newt probably has a nightmare. From one to the next moment is he sitting upright in the bed. Breathing heavily and covered in sweat. I say nothing and just look at him. He doesn't know that I am awake. He doesn't have to know. He first looks at his arms. Was his dream about that? I see him taking of his leather bracelet, and I'm shocked. There are many scars and at some places I can almost see his flesh. The weirdest thing of all is that some of the scars appear to be very old, but some are newer. Some have dried blood on them. How did he get those? He puts on his bracelet again but the image of his wrist are printed in my brain. The next thing that he does is getting a knife with dried blood on it out if his pocket. And that's moment I understand what happend. He did this to himself.

Newts POV

At the dinner table Alby comes sitting next to me.
"I'll go into the maze today. "
"Why?"
"If Ben got stung by daylight they maybe could come back this day."
"How long do you expect to be gone"
"I hope to be back at lunch."
"Just be bloody careful."

It's lunchtime and Alby and Minho still haven't returned. I'm starting to worry. Tommy sits next to me and sees me being worried.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Yeah, Alby went in the maze because he might find a griever. He said to expect to be back at lunch."
"Hey, it's gonna be fine. The doors aren't closed yet."
I nod. I want to give a kiss but that's when I realise that all the other boys are here too.

The doors are almost closing, and both Alby and Minho haven't returned yet. We are all in front of the West door, waiting for them to return.
"What happens if they don't make."
I don't even want to think about losing my 2 best friends. I can't imagine a world without them.
"They're bloody gonna make it."
Silence. Everybody is looking of they return yet. Tommy is the first to see them.
"There" he says, pointing at the corner of the 3 entrance to the left. And there they are. But something isn't right. Minho is carrying Alby on his back. The doors are closing. Tommy is again the first to realise something.
"They're not gonna make it."
And from this moment on everything seems to go in slow motion. Tommy takes my hand and says:
"Trust me"
First I don't understand it, but then Tommy's grip loosens and I see him moving forward. At this exact moment I realise that he is going into the maze.
"Tommy no" I scream while trying to grab him by the arm. But I'm to slow. Tommy is in between the two doors with just enough space. Then the doors are closed.

A/N: hi guys, sorry for all the blood in this chapter, but I just wanted to get some attention to self-harm. Because if you know someone who does this or you are doing this yourself, please talk. I have self-harmed myself. But since I talked to my friends I felt so relieved. It helped, I haven't cut since then. So please please please help someone if you think that they self-harm.
PS: arm in picture not mine