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Thomas hissed, pain peirecing his body, like a electrical wire was put through his body, while whe was away. He grips Newts shoulder tightly, Newt feeling more pain for him than ever.

The worst part was over.

He takes a few steps, it wasn't so hard, while he was walking, sitting and standing up were a bigger problem, his scar got in the way.

"There you go" Newt happily smiles at him. He hated, that he treated him like such a baby after what happened. Like he lost all his power, due to a klunking greiver. He did though.

"I can walk on my own ya know?" Thomas says, he was annoyed, first at how much energy even talking takes him, and secondly, he didn't get back any memories during the changing.

"Sorry" Newt quetly says, letting go of Thomases waist, his hand lingering on his back.

Thomas mumbles and starts walking back.

He feels a sharp pain in his stomach, once again pericing his body. He yowls in pain, Newt immediately helping him get on his feet again. A sweat droplet dropped from Thomases forehead. he hated how easily he became tired.

He sat on his bed, Newt beside him. He didn't know what to feel or think.

"I feel... empty." Thomas said, fiddling with his hands. Newt doesn't say anything, he just pulls Thomas into a hug, making sure to not hurt him.

He needed to get better, fast. They all needed to get out of here, otherwise the greivers will kill them one by one like they did for now. Thomas felt sick to the stomach when he thought of Newt being taken away from him. They will find a way out. They have to.

"You must be hungry, I'll get you something to eat Tommy." Newt offers, breaking his thinking, Thomas didn't want him to go. Eating was the last thing he thought of. But he had to. To get better, for the rest of them. Newt got up and left the med-jacks building.

Something wasn't right between them. Newt kept distant, and Thomas almost lashed out on him, he wanted to apologise, but before he coud scramble the words together Newt left.

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"Fry made something special for you." Newt smiled to the boy, handing him a plate of fried chicken and potatoes. "Thanks." Thomas mumbled as he took a bite. He was as hungry as never before, he forgot the feeling. He inhaled it as fast as he coud. He instantly felt better, he was off to a good recovery.

"Newt?" Thomas took the moment to gather his words, he wanted to spill his heart out to Newt. "Yeah Tommy?" Newt looked over to him, plopping himself on the stool next to him. "You're not okay man. I see it in your eyes." Thomas cringed at the last sentence, but it was for the better, he wanted to get a word out of the boy. "You're right, but now you need to focus on yourself." Newt explains, patting Thomases back, his gaze saddening.

"It pains me to see you that way, just please. I know there's more to it than just missing me." Thomas looked over to the sad Newt.

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(A/N) HEYAAA

I'm writing a test tmrw HELP PLSSS

Anywaysss I hope I'm going to keep updating this because of the grades and all yk, I might update less in November since I'm going somewhere next week