𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

095 - Newt's heart

CHAPTER 95
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                                     Newt's POV
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Stella is anything than fine.

Her normally dark brown, smooth hair is wet, soaking in sweat. It has stuck onto her forehead and her eyes—

Her beautiful brown eyes I can't help but stare at are darker almost black. About her veins...they are black too.

Her always-pale skin is more white than ever, and her black veins are really visible. She looks horrible.

But my heart aches at the sight of her.

I don't want to leave her—I can't. I need her to be okay because I can't imagine what I would do without her. Maybe I only know her for some months but I would always choose her.

"We're almost there Stella, keep it up". I do my best to drag her but my legs get tired for a moment I need to take a small break.

I know I should fight this pain and continue, she needs the serum. But she has been pressing her whole body weight upon me which I don't blame her for. She is tired.

"Thomas?" A female voice that belonged to Teresa echoed through the whole city. Only hearing her voice and remembering what she said;

'The serum won't help Stella. It might buy her some time—'. But then I interrupted her, angry.

I can't accept it neither can Thomas. She will make it. She has to.

"Can you hear me?" Her voice echoes again.

For a second I realized that I was taken aback by the sudden voice but I quickly brought myself back. No. I need to help Stella now. She is my one and only priority.

When I turned around Stella got up from the ground slowly. She lifts her gaze to me and her dark beautiful brown eyes—have only darkened.

Pitch black.

"Stella?" I stammer.

Suddenly she lets out a heartbreaking scream and runs over me, pushing me to the ground.

I freeze. I am stunned by her sudden attack. But I have to recover. I need to help her. Help Stella. But I can't forget that this isn't her who is acting but the virus.

"Stella!" I push her off me as I try to get up but she jumps on top of me again. "Stella it's me!" I shout as we roll over the ground. We have no reason to fight for it, but the Flare is controlling her.

I push Stella off me one more time. I try to hold her wrists. She spat some black liquid again. "Newt...kill me". 

My stomach dropped. Stella just asked me to kill her. Kill her like she is any crank.

I wasn't going to do it. I won't kill Stella—the love of my life, my girl. I rather die by her killing me on accident or as a crank, than be the one who ends her life without trying to save her.

Then she turned angry again. She sat on top of me and started hitting me with her arms.

"Stella, please! Stop!" I manage to say.

She made some weird choking noises. For a second her gaze softened and her breaths were starting to turn steadier.

"I'm sorry for everything Newt, I love you". Her voice breaks at the last words as she grabs a gun out of her pocket, and places it on her head.