A new girl in the glade falls hopelessly in love with Newt, but what happens when her past unfolds. Lilah can no longer hide from the truth. She must face her battles. While balancing her live life. Easier said than done.
✰Will Lilah choose...
Cause I've got my mind on you, I've got my mind on you
Say Yes to Heaven- Lana Del Rey ___________________________________
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After I parted ways with Thomas, I was told by Alby that I could have the day off. He was acting strange, ever since earlier he hasn't spoken a word about what happened. Neither has anyone else, not that I know of.
People stared as I walked by, but that was all. The whole glade went silent about what happened. I was happy at first but the more I thought about it. It didn't feel right to me.
I shook the bad thoughts out of my mind. For the past hour or two, I've been sitting on Newts bed. Doing absolutely nothing.
Tomorrow I'll be working with Clint and Jeff. Which is convenient since Alby wanted me to stay in Med-Jack for a while. He almost as if he purposely choice me next job because of what happened.
The sun was setting, its golden light illuminating the not so very big room. I held out a hand in the air. The warmth of the sun hitting my hand. I moved my palm gently, trying to catch the light.
𖨆𖨆𖨆
A knock at the door, caused me to sit up rapidly. After five seconds the door opened up, revealing a familiar blonde boy.
"Hey." Newt said as he walked in the room, closing the door the door behind him without looking.
"Hey."
There was an awkward silence present.
"How-"
"Did-"
We both said at the same time. I shut my mouth, letting Newt speak first.
He let out a tried laugh. "You go ahead." His hand gestured towards me.
I patted a spot on the bed, signaling for Newt to sit down. He looked at the spot with hesitation. Until, he finally decided to made his way over to the bed.
I sat in a criss-crossed position looking at Newts side profile while he looked at the wall, his feet kicking the air a little.
I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Did Thomas apologize?" I finally asked.
Newt snapped his head up, making us we face each other now. He bit his bottom lip nervously.
"You told him to?" Newt questioned.
"Not exactly." I said. "I knew he was already going to apologize. So, I encouraged him to do it as soon as possible." I smiled lightly.
Newt looked back to wall. "Yeah, he apologized. The poor greenie kept on scolding himself the entire time."
