Hold me- Newtmas

Chapter Thirteen

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This chapter is going to contain so mentions of rape and stuff so please if you feel uncomfortable reading you can skip 

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"Try not to become a man of success. Rather become a man of value." – Albert Einstein

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=Newt hated himself. He hated the fact he had let Thomas in and fallen for the boy, only for him to go off and kiss another girl and the kiss seemed so real. It may have been a game but Newt never understood why Thomas followed Brenda upstairs leaving the broken Blonde behind, alone, he would always be alone.

Newt hadn't seen Thomas in one week, not that he had noticed but the brunette had yet to show up to school and hadn't spoken to anyone on any social platform. Newt asked Minho if he had been in contact with the boy, but no one said they had seen him since the party.

"Newt get up you need to do something you haven't left your room since the party apart from school," Lizzie said as she stood outside the locked door resting her head on the door and waiting for a response, "Newt I know whatever happened with Thomas probably sucks but don't shut me out again"

Newt listened, his mouth too weak to respond, or maybe he didn't want to. Newt stared at his wrists watching the red thick substance fall from his freshly made cuts onto the floor some of it seeping through the floorboards. Newt's mind felt free for such a short time until all the unwanted memories came back and trapped him in a mindset that slowly ate him alive.

"May said that you have to be ready for school in 10 otherwise she's not buying you any more books" Lizzie finishes walking away to her room to call Harriet, they had just made their relationship official but only Newt and May knew.

Newt wrapped up his arms hoping the blood didn't leak through the bandage and the blue long shirt which helped hide the pain and misery he felt. School was the only option at this point just get through classes go home and lock his door, it was easy, life could be easy simple a pattern he would follow day to day.

Newt walked out of his room swallowing the lump in his throat and blinking away to tears in his chocolate brown eyes as he opened his sister's room. Lizzie turned around noticing the tears in her brother's eyes dropped her purple school bag and rushed to him wrapping her arms around his weak and skinny body. Newt fell to the floor letting tears stream down his face.

"Hey you're okay I'm here and everything is going to get better" Lizzie assured rubbing her brother's back and letting his tears fall onto her shirt making the blue fabric darker.

"Mum.....Dad...... they're gone.....Thomas...Hates me" Newt attempted to say between sobs only to give up.

"Mum and dad are right here in our hearts and I bet they are looking down wondering why you are sitting down crying when you could go talk to the boy you love and ask him why he did what he did" Lizzie implies staring into Newt's eyes running her finger along his damp cheek removing his tears before grabbing their bags and taking her brother to the car.

"Newt I'm glad you left your room wouldn't want to have to drag you out," Uncle Janson said, "May said she's busy so I'll be taking you to school"

"Great," Lizzie says fake smiling

Newt nods staring out the window. Maybe Lizzie was right he should go speak to Thomas about the party he would just have to find him first, luckily he knew how he would do it.