𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

037 - Punishsment

                                 CHAPTER 37
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                                  Stella's POV
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

I tried my best to understand what was happening.

Newt and Nolan were in a fight. In a physical fight.

"Minho!" I said panting.

"What happened?" He asked and his face washed with confusion, straightening his back.

"Newt and Nolan are fighting!" I said and his eyes widened. Together, we run to the two boys.

When we arrived Minho jumped in action. He grabbed Nolan's hands holding them tightly on his back.

"What the hell are you thinking!" Minho shouted.

Nolan let out a few last grunts but then accepted the fact he couldn't escape Minho's strong arms.

"I'm getting him to the pit. You handle this one". Minho said to me and I nodded.

"Clint, Jeff!" I shouted for them to come and they immediately arrived.

"What is happening?"

"Go to the pits and stop Minho so you can take care of Nolan. I'll take Newt in the Med-hut". I said lowering my voice. They nodded and ran to the pits.

"You. You come with me". I said a little angry and grabbed him with me. I pulled him up and guided us to the Med-hut.

"Sit there". I motioned him to sit on a bed. He did as I said. "Lay down". I told him and he did.

"Aren't you supposed to look after Nolan". He said grunting.

"Newt shut up and stop acting so childish! Let me help you". I snapped. "Where are you hurt?"

"My stomach". He groaned.

"Lift your shirt". I instructed him and he obeyed. He slowly lifted his shirt and my eyes widened. His stomach was blue covered in bruises. "He for sure got you". I said grabbing some bottles.

"You don't have to remind me". He grumbled. "But I threw some good punches too".

"So you're proud now?". I snapped placing a wet cloth on his stomach. He groaned in response.

After some scrubbing, I spoke up. "What were you guys even thinking?" I asked sternly. "We only have three rules and the sucking second-in-command breaks them!"

"He was being a dick!" He defended.

"Newt!" On purpose, I pressed down the cloth harder and he let out a big groan.

"It's true". He murmured.

"Still it was no reason to fight him".

"Did you hear what he said? He said insane things!"

"I bet he wasn't the only one". I mumbled grabbing a small bottle with some cream.

"Hey! Whose side are you even on?"

"No one's! I'm not going to choose between two slintheads".