Back to my Pack

7

      Thomas fell back asleep quite fast, but in his dreams all he could see was Newt. Newt happy, Newt sad, Newt terrified, Newt panicked, Newt worried. And Newt dead. He felt like screaming, he opened his mouth but no sound was let out. He panicked. What's happening to his friend? Why can't he scream? Why is everything so black all of a sudden?

       "We seriously need to stop having to wake each other up when we have nightmares." Newt's voice woke him up.

       There was a beam of light, the sun was just rising. The panic he felt because of his dream vanished as soon as he saw Newt's face smiling down at him. Thomas hugged his friend tightly. "I had the worst nightmare."

        He felt his heart pounding in his chest as Newt was stroking his back. "It'll be fine, calm down."

       Thomas could tell Newt was still sleepy. "I'm sorry I woke you up."

      Newt chuckled. "We're even now." His friend tilted his head to one side. "What were you dreaming about?"

     Thomas hesitated. "Losing you."

     His friend giggled. "I never thought that was a dream of yours." Newt's teasing made Thomas blush, which he didn't understand why, as they teased each other before.

      "Shut your trap." He caught Newt smiling as he was lying to go back to sleep.

       Thomas spent a couple of minutes trying to fall back asleep, but to no use. When he opened his eyes, Thomas saw Newt turning in his bed, trying to fall back asleep. "You can't fall back asleep, can you?"

       Newt suggested they took a walk on the beach, an idea he didn't think twice about. As they were walking, Thomas drifted away in his thoughts. Him, alone with Newt, everyone still sleeping, but not for much longer. But looking at Newt, his sleepy face lightened by the early sunlight, made Thomas' mind travel to places that it never had reached before.

        "I didn't realize you crossed my name off the stone." Newt pointed out as they passed the memorial stone.

        "You're not dead, are you?" Thomas said, jokingly.

        "I don't know." He said, grinning.

        They decided to lay down on the sand and let the sunlight warm their face until the chilly weather comes along. He looked over to Newt, whose eyes were closed. "I'm curious what life will be like here when the cold weather comes."

        Newt opened his eyes. "I guess we'll find out sooner or later."

       When Newt moved his head so he can face Thomas, their faces were so close, centimeters away. Thomas felt his breath quicken, feeling Newt so close to him, his face so near by, made him feel panicked. But not because he felt uncomfortable, but because there was something. Something he couldn't put his finger on.

        "Thomas..." Newt started, but a horrible scream interrupted him, scaring them both. The two boys ran towards where the sound came from, and Thomas realized it came from where the morning patrol should be.

       Newt seemed to notice, too, as he rushed to take two guns for the two of them. "Stay back." Thomas said, looking at Newt. His best friend seemed to read his worry, and luckily, he didn't argue.

       As they adventured further into the woods, Thomas saw Gally and Roberts carrying a ginger girl, Zoe, as Jorge stayed behind to kill any deer who dared to follow them.

        "What happened?" Thomas rushed to them, helping Gally to carry the girl.

       "A bunch of those creatures cornered us in the woods. We shot a few, but two followed us when we ran away." Roberts sighed. "They both bit Zoe quite badly, as you can see."

      Newt went to check on her, her left arm almost gone, and her right shoulder and leg was quite badly injured. When Thomas looked over to Jorge, who was still looking around for danger, Thomas realized that the man was sweating, his chest rising and falling faster than usual. "Jorge?"

      When the man looked at him, they all exclaimed in surprise. His left shoulder was oozing the weird looking substance. "Newt, help him. I'll make sure they don't follow us."

       Newt took Jorge's gun, finger on the trigger in case he'll need to help Thomas. Smart. Thomas realized he was distracted for a second by the blond, which made him confused.

       As soon as they got close to camp, they were met by a group of ten people, who Thomas guessed heared the commotion.
      
       "What happened?" Asked a man.

       "We heared the screaming and gun shots." Added a girl.

       The girl gasped when she saw the red hair. Thomas realized that the two were close. The brunette ran to help her friend, who collapsed in her arms. Another boy ran towards the doctor's hut.

       "I'm happy I met you, darling." Whispered Zoe, her whisper barely absent, Thomas was sure if he wasn't so close he would've missed it.

        "Zoe, you're not dying." The girl was in tears.
 
        "Meredith..." The ginger begun to say something, but she fell into unconsciousness. Her girlfriend gasped, tears flooding down her face as she hugged Zoe tightly.

       Thomas felt overwhelmed by the view, so he looked back at his friends. Newt was still helping Jorge, a look of worry and sadness on his face.

       Monique rushed, with Brenda behind her. Monique dropped to her knees in order to check Zoe's condition, but Meredith was clinging to her, her nose in her hair. "Mer, you have to let me do my job."

      Suddenly, Brenda exclaimed as she was walking to Jorge, who was now in a weird position, holding his shoulder. "Jorge? He's bitten, too!"

      The doctor sighed. "I'm sorry, but even if we try, we won't save her." They were all shocked, but Meredith took Monique's words worse, screaming and hugging the girl tighter and tighter. Her father comforting her.

       "Help me carry him to the hut. Someone go get Vince. We have to do something as soon as possible." Monique rushed ahead, while Brenda stayed behind to help Jorge. Roberts ran to get Vince.

       In the doctor's hut, Jorge was laying on a bed, Stan far away from him. Lauren was close by, her skin as pale as a sheet of paper. Thomas knew she'll die sooner, which made them loose two people in a short period of time.

       "Brenda, I won't let you be part of his recovery." Monique looked at the girl, who was in tears. "Go help Meredith." The doctor looked at all of them. "Everyone else get out of my hut!"

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this story is so close to ending I can't belive it
the next chapter will be from Newt's point of view and I belive the one after that will be from both Newt's and Thomas' and then I guess 2 more, 3 at most, and it's over :D
-geo