𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

076 - The other side of the mountain

CHAPTER 76
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My eyes slowly open.

My body feels ice cold.

But that's not the main problem.

The blanket covers my whole body and when I take a look under it, I realize I'm not wearing a shirt.

My eyes quickly widen at the memory of what happened yesterday. What if the others wake up and see him next to me-

Oh. I turn around and he has left. No sign of Newt next to me.

I let out a sigh of relief.

I slowly get up and grab the shirt that is thrown on the bed. I slowly put on my shirt and take a look around.

No one is here.

I've been sleeping alone.

So there are two possibilities.

Either Newt woke earlier and left-or even left the moment I fell asleep last night.

Or-they found him sleeping here and Jorge probably slaughtered him because he snuck in here.

Let's hope it's the first version.

I don't hesitate to get out of bed and head outside. They're probably eating breakfast because it doesn't seem early. No one woke me up.

Actually, it feels good to have no limit on sleeping. You can just sleep as much as you like. Here we have no jobs-at least for now. Because I would like to help around.

I walk towards the picnic tables. There are picnic tables like in the Glade.

This place reminds me of the Glade.

I see a picnic table with the familiar people. But this time there are not nine people sitting-there but six.

Nolan, Brenda, Jorge, Minho, Thomas, and Newt-all of them are eating in silence. I can see some glances from time to time but this doesn't seem good.

This mood is suspicious.

I head towards them with a confused expression on my face. "Did something happen?" I spoke as I sat down next to Brenda.

"No". Newt replied quickly.

"Yes". Minho spoke at the same time as Newt. They both turned to face each other, with different expressions.

Minho raised both eyebrows with a smirk on his face-but Newt narrowed his eyes at him with a threatening look.

"Don't-". Newt started.

"Newt sneaked out from our tent tonight-into the girls' tent". Minho pursed his lips into a thin line as he 'innocently' turned his head towards Jorge.

My eyes widened a little but I try to focus on the table. I try to not make eye contact with anyone.

But I can't help myself to look over the others. Minho seems ready to burst out of laughter as Brenda from beside me is, Thomas seems skeptical-as if he's trying to figure it out-and Jorge looks at Newt threateningly.

Nolan arched an eyebrow at me and mouthed 'What have you done'.

I shake my head lightly in response.

"When did that happen?" Jorge asks coldly as his gaze is pierced on Newt. His voice is cold and sharp.

"It didn't-". Newt tried to deny it.