𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

035 - Can't stop

                                  CHAPTER 35
                               ╚══ ✩•°✰°•✩ ══╝
                                 TW: Anorexia
                      .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

After what happened this morning I don't know if I can breathe or walk—or even think currently. That was intense.

Besides those feelings, I also felt nauseous and dizzy. My stomach felt like it was tightening itself harder on my organs. It was like they were colliding.

I tried to insist that I couldn't eat breakfast this morning and decided to go to the Med-hut.

Of course, even if Newt was concerned about my eating habits, he let me go. But he would come and get me for lunch.

I did not resist. I had found a way that would please everyone. Vomiting after eating. Newt and Nolan would finally shut up and think I'm eating and I could feel better.

I walked towards the Med-hut. Today my wrist felt a lot better.

"Good morning". I said smiling.

"Well, well, well. Look who is visiting us!" Clint said laughing. I let out a laugh too. Their company always cheered me up.

"Morning. How come you're here?" Jeff now said.

"I feel my hand better and I wanted to ask if I could work here again". I said happy but something didn't fill me.

Something didn't fill a gap inside me. Yes working as a Med-Jack, was the thing I wanted to do since I arrived.

But now something is different.

"If your hand has recovered, then you can gladly work here again". Jeff said.

"Come on sit here". He said motioning at a chair in front of him which was for patients.

I rested my hand on the table and he started to slowly un-bandage it.

The wounds had turned white. There were some scars but they were not visible to the naked eye.

"They seem good". Jeff said who was standing above Clint.

I took a look and indeed they were getting better. It's just the guilt.

"We are going to clean them one more time, and then you're done". Clint said and started cleaning the wounds.

                                    °•. ✰ .•°

After some minutes and now that we know my wrist is fine, Clint gave me a day off for today.

He said I could work again first thing tomorrow morning.

It was still morning so I walked around with Chuck.

"And then Minho started saying there were weird noises—".

"What weird noises?" I asked cutting Chuck off.

"I don't know, weird noises". Chuck shrugged throwing his hands in the air.

Let's just hope it has nothing to do with this morning.

"What do you think he could mean—".

"Wait isn't that Newt and Thomas? Why don't we go over there to them?" I said cutting off the boy again. I grabbed his hand and led him to the gardens.

"Hey, guys. Another day of work don't you think?" Thomas said leaning on his shovel, raising his eyebrows.

"Ha, ha, very funny Thomas". Chuck said rolling his eyes. The boy walked to the usual log and sat down.

Newt walked from behind me placing his hands around my waist. In other words, hugging me from behind. He rested his chin on my shoulder, placing a kiss on my cheek.