Their Last Christmas

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Cause Christmas is here so here's an erased memory of a Christmas before the maze. I'm keeping him as Newt because I couldn't think of what his original name was before he was taken by Wicked. (Ps this doesn't match the events of the Fever Code)

Newts POV (age 12)
Holli woke me up this morning, not the same excited bouncing on the bed of previous years but a subtle poke in the ribs.
"Newt?" She whispered, gently poking me again, her bony finger way to thin and her nails chewed.
"Yeah?" I sigh tired, no matter how much sleep I seem to get I'm still tired, Holli's the same, must be due to the lack of food.
"Can you hop up?" She asks timidly, my heart aches a bit this isn't how nine year olds should wake up their siblings on Christmas.
"Wait a minute!" I say snuggling deeper into my pillow.
"Please Newt?"
"No!"
"Please, I don't wanna see mum." She mumbles her voice breaking. That does it for me, I sit up and poke her in the belly.
"Your really annoying, did you know that?"
"Yes!" She says smiling through her tears, I smile back reaching out to wipe them away.
"Come on, let's go and open our presents" I say taking her hand and leading her to the two neatly wrapped presents across the room, labelled with neat handwriting. One for Newt, one for Holli.

Smiling sadly Newt reaches for Holli's present. He passes it too her and pats her little blonde head. "There you go champ."

They both suddenly become aware of the roaring of engines not far at all from their home. 

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 10, 2016 ⏰

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