The Broken Glader

Part 7 - How's the boyfriend?

Y/n pov:

- time skip -
It had been a week since the incident. Or at least the first one. Every night the same thing happened. I couldn't take it but I couldn't do anything.
This morning was the runners' day off so we were playing a game in the morning for fun. I was on a team with Newt and Minho. We ended up winning and therefore were jumping in celebration. Newt was standing next to me. He lifted his hand up and looked as though he was going to hit me. I flinched. He clenched his fist and pulled it down. He was just celebrating his victory. But I could feel his eyes on me. He saw me flinch. We played another round and came second. Him and Minho went to fist bump and I flinched again at their fists. I knew Newt could tell something was up. We were given free time before lunch and I headed to my tree. I heard footsteps below and assumed that Billy was coming to hurt me. But it wasn't Billy who had arrived. It was Newt. He sat down leaning against the tree trunk and started talking to himself.
"Is she scared of me? Every time my hand moved at all she flinched. Have I scared her?!" I saw tears rolling down his cheeks and resisted the urge to comfort him. If only he knew that it wasn't him who had me like that. But I would have no way to tell him. I just sat silently watching him.
He eventually got up and walked to lunch. After he left I also headed to lunch.
I walked into the hall and sat down for lunch. Since it was the runners' day off, we were all there. I looked down at my bare arms. They were covered in bruises and grazes. I pulled my hoodie sleeves down quickly. I didn't want anyone to see them. It was the usual conversation about work and the glade. I sat playing with my food, nobody suspected anything anymore. I had 'cheered up' according to most people. I guess my fake smiles were working. My ears pricked up as Newt asked me a question. "So Y/n. How's the boyfriend?"
Shit. I was internally panicking. What do I say! I wasn't expecting to be asked. I realised I could ask for help but turned to see Billy watching. I had to lie. Or did I? I started thinking back to when I first came. "We have a code for when we are in danger. 6398." Newt had said. This was it. I could finally get some help.
I smiled before saying, " It's like 6 thousand 3 hundred and 98 butterflies fill my stomach at once".
Newt's eyes immediately lit up. He knew what I was saying. He covered it up by saying "That's very specific! You must really love him!"
I smiled back. Billy's eyes wandered off in approval of my answer. Newt could tell he was watching and immediately turned back to me after Billy had stopped listening. The whole table was now looking at me. My eyes started to water.
"I will fake an injury later and come to talk to ya" Newt whispered. I nodded and felt a sense of relief. Maybe this could be my way out of the abuse.

It was a normal day at the medjack hut. After an hour Newt walked in and I took him into a smaller room away from Jeff and Clint. He sat in front of me looking right into my eyes " What happened Y/n?"
I started telling him about everything, the r@pe, the abuse, the drowning experience. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. I showed him my bruises and collapsed into his arms. He held me tightly and tucked my hair behind my ear. I looked up at him. He stroked my head. "Don't worry. I'm going to get you help."
I nodded at him and pulled myself together.
He walked out the hut and I got back to work. We heard a yell before Billy entered the hut with a black eye. Oh my god. What had Newt done! That idiot!!!
Clint sat him down and held some kind of cold pack to his eye. I left the hut. I found Newt. He was being shouted at by Alby. Then he started to explain and I felt sick to my stomach. I was too far away to hear what he was saying but Alby turned to look at me. I pulled up my hoodie's sleeve and held out my arm. I was close enough for him to see what was there. He gasped. I ran off to the dead heads. I couldn't breathe and my palms were sweating. My vision was going blurry and I started throwing up. Someone grabbed my hair and held it out of my face. My vision went black, and I collapsed to the floor.

Newt's pov:

I held Y/n's hair out of her face while she threw up. Suddenly her eyes closed and she collapsed to the floor. I shouted for help and everyone came over. She was taken to the medjacks' hut and placed down on a bed. I followed Alby who was carrying her in. Billy appeared from behind one of the curtains, and lunged toward me. He was pulled back by 3 boys and dragged to the pit. Jeff had pulled her hoodie off. It was a very hot day and she had been sweating trying to hide the bruises. Everyone's eyes turned to her stomach. They had burn marks all over. The month before she came up in the box we had been given lighter and a label attached to it. It was for Billy's birthday. We didn't know our real birthdates so we picked random days and the box before that day would come up with a gift. We all knew that the burn marks were from his lighter.
Alby ordered for the rest of the gladers to get back to work. I stood next to her. She hadn't said anything about the burning. Jeff placed a piece of cloth over her stomach and looked over her arms. There was one specific wound that would need stitches but that was the only one.
"When did she last eat?" He asked. She always sat at our table for meals.
I was about to reply with lunch, but I thought back. Almost every meal since getting with Billy she had barely eaten or not at all.
"I'm not sure." I said worriedly, "she either ate very little or didn't eat at all recently."
"How long ago is recently?" He asked.
"Maybe a week?" I said beginning to breathe heavily.
"Shit" I heard him mutter under his breath.
"Will she be ok?" I asked tears forming in my eyes.
"She should be fine in a day or two, but will need a lot of food and water"
I nodded and stared at her limp body. Oh Y/n. How did I not notice? It's all my fault. I thought. I left the hut and headed to the dead heads. I sat down by a tree and sobbed.

- Author's note
Heyyyy! Newt is finally here!! Such an emotional chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading this! I have so many more ideas for the plot just you wait! Thanks for reading!

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