𝐖𝐂𝐊𝐃 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ᵗᵐʳ ⁻ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉⁿ (Novella)

Chapter 9: Maybe I'm a Greek God

"Minho?" Vince, Max and I rushed over to the passed-out boy. Vince moved his head and there were two, small but noticeable red dots close to each other... Right where the spider was.

"Looks like the spider bit him," Vince muttered.

Max's hand covered her mouth.

"Is he dead?" She asked. Vince placed his hand on Minho's pulse point.

"Not yet."

Not yet.

Not.

Yet.

"So there's a chance that he'll..."

"Die? Possibly," Vince said. "Nicholas, grab bis legs, yeah? We'll take him to the med-hut," Vince said and I did as I was told. I picked him up by the legs and Vince picked him up by the arms as we carried him out of my hut and to the med-hut... which was on the opposite side of where my hut was.

Hopefully, he doesn't die.

I hope he doesn't.

—

So he's not dead. He's also not alive either.

Well, he's not awake yet but they got the poison out... somehow. Don't know how. Don't wanna know how they removed it either. They just sent us back to our jobs and told us not to worry.

So here Newt and I are... picking at the weeds.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" I asked the boy, who was sniffing slightly.

"I hope so," he muttered.

"He will be. He would have been dead by now if he wasn't," I said and immediately regretted it. Not comforting at all. "Sorry, that didn't come out as comforting as I thought it would."

He chuckled. "It's alright... I mean it's probably true. If he wasn't okay he'd probably be dead."

"Do you know what's going on with Minho and Max?" I asked.

"How do you mean?"

"I can't tell if they like or hate each other. They said some... strange things to each other before Minho got bit by the spider," I said.

"I think that's just their friendship," Newt said. "Minho's too busy falling over every time he sees Elle to even think about if he has feelings for Max. Minho's crushing hard on Elle."

"Speaking of crushing on people, do you think Thomas has a crush on Max? Or is he just like that to everyone?" I asked Newt, pulling out some more weeds out of the garden.

"Definitely. How 'bout you? You ever crushed hard on a girl?" He asked.

"Not a girl."

"A boy?"

"Yep," I said and I swore I saw the boy's eyes sparkle with happiness or something.

"Well, you're not alone in that boat," He pulled out a weed and threw it in the bucket. The bucket was almost full of weeds that we had pulled out. "Had a crush on my best friend... but he likes girls."

"Yeah, I understand that. There's only ever been one person I had a crush on... He died of the flare. I haven't really had feelings for anyone ever since," I explained.

"I'm sure there's someone here at the Haven for you."

"I doubt it. Everyone hates me," I said.

"Not everyone," Newt objected.

"Most people."

"They just don't know the truth."

"You don't know the truth."

"Right... but I'm sure they'll understand if they did."

"I've tried telling them the truth. I'm just a...," I thought about it for a second, "A monster.

"Nick, you're not a monster," Newt said.

"I killed someone."

"Not on purpose."

"You don't know that."

"Was it on purpose though?" He asked.

"Well- No."

"Exactly," He said. "Oh- maybe we should empty the bucket before it overflows with weeds." He looked at the bucket and picked it up and we started walking to the bins to throw the weeds away.

Sometimes I wonder what happened that day. I mean, I don't remember pulling the trigger or even thinking about pulling it, so why did I? I didn't mean to hurt her. My hand lost feeling so how did I even move it?

Life is weird.

Like really weird.

Maybe I shouldn't question why my life is the way it is. Even though I'm still gonna do it. I mean, who doesn't question their life, right?

Right?

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"You can't stay dead, can you?" Alex's voice cut through the silence of the beach.

"I'm just immortal. Maybe I'm a Greek God," I said.

"Yeah, maybe you're Poseidon. God of the sea." And he grabbed my arm. I fell in the water. Again. I'm kinda used to it by now. Maybe I am better off dead, to be honest. I have no use at the Haven.