Part 8 - Please don't banish him

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Y/n's pov:

- while Y/n's passed out -
I woke up in a pool of water. I started swimming up to the top to breathe but realised that I was in a box. It was full to the brim. There was no air to breathe. I splashed about, screaming as much as I could. It was no use. Nobody was there. I felt the last amount of breath I had left escape my lungs. I started to sink, my body becoming limper by the second. It reminded me of when Billy did this. At least that time he was there to pull me up. My eyes suddenly started closing until everything was black.

My eyes shot open. But I wasn't in the box of water anymore. I was in the medjacks hut. I took a deep breath. I wasn't drowning anymore.
I heard voices beside me.
"Look she's calmed down"
I couldn't quite place the voice. The person walked over.
"Y/n! You are awake!" Clint said leaning over me.
I sat up and leant against the wall.
"What happened?" I said in a shaky voice.
"You were throwing up and suddenly you just blacked out" a British voice said next to me. Newt.
I started to remember. Oh god. He punched Billy in the eye. Oh it was all my fault! I should never had told him!
I looked down. I realised that I didn't have my hoodie on anymore. They must've seen. The, the burns.
I stared at my bare stomach.
"What happened to Billy?" I asked quietly.
"He's in the pit" Newt replied.
"Y/n" Newt said.
I looked up at him.
"Yeah?"
"Why haven't you been eating?"
I sat in silence.
"I don't know. I felt sick looking at food. I just couldn't" I replied.

- time skip -
Alby had called a meeting and I knew exactly what it was going to be about. I sat at the very back of the meeting hall practically trying to hide my existence.
"So as many of you know and as many of you don't, Billy has abused and sexually assaulted Y/n." Alby announced.
Everyone's eyes turned to me. I pulled the strings on the hood of my hoodie, hiding my tears. I didn't want to be reminded.
"So I would like the keepers to share their thoughts on what we should do."
I couldn't take it. I shut my eyes and my ears, blocking out the world. I didn't want to know what they were going to say. My ears pricked up as one keepers said, "Maybe we should banish him."
BANISH HIM!!?? I couldn't breathe. If they banished him then I would be the cause of his death! I would be a murderer. Ugh! This whole thing wouldn't have happened if I had just not told anyone. Omg I'm so dumb.

There was a mixed amount of reactions to this comment and I felt my chest tighten. I took a deep breath and calmed myself. It would all be over soon.
"I think we should let Y/n speak" I heard Newt say.
Shit. Everyone looked at me once again expectedly.
"I, um i," I took a second before managing to form any proper words.
"Please don't banish him. I don't think I would be able to live with myself if he was banished."
The room was silent.
"3 weeks in the pit and no dinner." I heard Alby say.
The room seemed to mostly agree.
"Then it's settled. Everyone back to work."
Everyone cleared from the room.
I didn't move.
I sat, knees tucked under my hoodie, head down.
In and out, in and out I thought. I felt a hand gently embrace me. I nestled my head into his chest. It smelt of a warm vanilla and butter. I sat there calmly feeling his chest rise and fall. It was Newt. I could tell from the smell. The smell soothed me and my eyes began to gently close. I hadn't slept in a week.
"It's going to be ok." He whispered softly.

- time skip -
2 weeks seemed to fly by in no time. We had gotten another greenie called Daniel and everything was finally settling down. I started to wear tank tops again and felt more confident in general. Life was doing ok, you know?
Me and Newt had gotten really close. He was practically becoming my own body guard. I knew that somehow he viewed the Billy incident as his fault and I felt guilty. I knew it wasn't and so did he, but deep down I could tell it hurt him. That wasn't important though. Billy had been banned from going anywhere near my hut and didn't even acknowledge my existence. And as much as that helped it didn't change the thoughts that plagued my mind at night or the dreams that haunted me. I hadn't really slept properly since the night of the lake and every time I did, I had flashbacks of it. I never told Newt that I couldn't sleep. It wouldn't do either of us any good if he knew and I didn't want him to worry about me.

- time skip -
It was an average day in the glade and I was working as usual. Clint and Jeff had gone off to get some more supplies and left me in charge of the hut. I didn't mind. I was gently humming a song while folding some towels. Then someone walked in, I turned to face them and saw Billy with a bloody hand.
Are you kidding me? The one time I'm left alone and Billy has to get injured!?
I sat him down on the bed and grabbed a vile of wound cleaner and a rag. I gently started cleaning the wound. I grabbed a bandage and tied it round the cut. Luckily it wasn't too deep so that was all it needed. "Thank you Y/n" he said quietly. I nodded in response.
Just before he walked out, he dropped some kind of note on the floor. I picked it up and read it. All it said was 'you look so fat'. I sat down on one of the beds and looked down at my stomach. I had been gaining a little weight since I started eating again but I didn't think it was that much right?
My stomach rumbled. It really was quite large. Maybe he was right. I probably could eat a little less.
I skipped dinner that night and just sat in my hut. Afterward Newt knocked on my door.
"Heyy Y/n. Why weren't you at dinner?" He asked.
"I just wasn't hungry. Don't worry I'm fine."
"Ok.." he said almost as though he didn't believe me.
"Sleep well love" he said.
"Night blondie" I chuckled back.
He rolled his eyes and left the hut.
I got all comfortable under my blanket. Time for another long night.

- Author's note
Heyyyy! Hope you are all doing well! I loved writing this chapter as everything is now starting to fall into place. I am so excited for next chapter as there is so much to be done with the plot! Hope you have a good day/night if you are like me lol.

- Scarlettuce
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