The Boy In The Box (Newtmas au)

Chapter 40

Newt's POV

"Boyd."

The ugly bald man steps in sight and laughs devilishly. This time, in contrary with the other times I saw him, his two mates aren't with him. It's just that shank.

After we gave him the money, all those months ago, I thought he'd leave us alone, but here we are, in a horrendous twist of faith, all together again.

"Why is he here? How do you guys know each other?" Thomas asks angry. I know that he really wants to hurt Boyd a lot right now, but he promised that he wouldn't do anything crazy.

Boyd laughs. "Oh, you really want to know that, Tommy?" 

Did he just? Oh no he didn't. Oh fuck no. Thomas growls at the use of the nickname. Please stay calm, Tommy. Please calm down.

"It's all just a very pleasing coïncident, actually," Boyd continues, "these two young gentlemen and I have worked together a few years ago. And a few months before this, we came in contact again, and they told me everything about the experiment. When I heard that you, Thomas, were involved, and your pretty boyfriend too, I knew that I had to help my to old friends. I've always loved seeing you in pain. And I thought this might be the moment."

I can see Tommy gulping away something and he asks: "Is that why we're here? Just for you to hurt us?"

The bald man laughs again. "It is not only because of that. When I heard about the experiment, I loved to help that lame organisation to do experiments on that little rat." At that moment he points to Alby, and I know that that is the last straw. 

Alby fucking loses it.

My friend storms forward and plunges himself onto Boyd. He punches are being thrown in. Alby hits the man in the face, but Boyd manages to smash into Alby too. For only a few seconds, us, the audience, stay still, but soon enough movement starts to form too.

Thomas screams and crashes into Edward, while Ethan takes slow steps towards me. While the others are punching each other and fighting, Ethan takes his time to come onto me.

"Maybe now we can finish what we started, Mr. Isaacs. I never got to win my own little game that night." Anger takes over me and I start to punch him too.

Where the bloody shuck is Arronsson?

I feel blood already coming out of my nose, but I'm satisfied when I see that the man in front of me doesn't look too good either. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see both Alby and Boyd falling down, seemingly unconscious. 

Thomas tries to give me a sign or something, but I don't understand what he's trying to do. I scream while Ethan presses me up against the wall, and it causes Edward to be distracted for a moment. Thomas runs towards Boyd and it hits me that he must have seen something, because he seems very certain of what he's doing.

Ethan is just ready to punch me in the face again, but Thomas interrupts him: "Let Newt go." When I look at him, I am more shocked than I have ever been.

There he stands. My beautiful boy. Completely bruised, with a gun pointed towards Ethan. The two brothers react instantly and pull out guns themselves.

Before I know it, everything's a mess. Ethan is pointing a gun towards my face, while Thomas is pointing what I guess is Boyd's gun towards Ethan and he is held at gunpoint by Edward.

"What the hell is happening?" I ask anxiously, tears forming in my eyes.

Ethan growls. "Let's just end this once and for all."

"Do it," Edward says to his brother. "Kill him."

"No. Don't you dare."

A click is heard. Ethan makes his gun ready to shoot me. Tears are now rolling out of my eyes.

"No. Don't kill him!"

"I'm going to do it now."

"Please," I say to my boyfriend, "you promised. Don't do anything crazy."

"I won't let anything happen to you, Newt!"

"Don't do it, Tommy! DON'T YOU BLOODY DO IT! YOU HAVE TO STAY! JUST LET THEM KILL ME!" Thomas now has tears too and I know that he wants to help so badly, and I say the last thing I can try to persuade him.

"Please, Tommy. Please."

But Thomas breaks his promise, and just when Ethan wants to shoot a bullet into my face, Thomas pulls the trigger.

Edward reacts to that, doing the exact same thing Thomas did, and time stops.

I hardly recognise Ethan's dead body on the floor and Edward being crushed to the floor by a police officer who just arrived.

All I can see is Tommy.

My beautiful Tommy, who has dropped to the floor and looks paler than ever, blood flowing out of his stomach.

I fall down next to him and put my arms around him, hearing his soft, low breathing slowly fading away.

"No, Tommy. NO!" I shout.

"You can't leave me alone!"

Thomas manages to open his eyes and in a low voice, he whispers: "It's... okay... I... love... you..."

"No, Tommy, don't go. I need you. You have to stay with me. Stay with me, Tommy. Help will be here soon. Just hang on."

"It's okay... Newt..."

"Tommy! Please! I love you. I can't do this without you." I'm crying harder than I have ever been, but I don't even care. All I care about is my Tommy.

"You can... You- You'll get through this..." Thomas whispers.

"Promise me... Newt... Promise me... you have to live..."

"No. Thomas. Don't go. Tommy, please stay..."

"Just... live..." 

Thomas slowly lets his eyes close, and in that moment, I know that it's over.

He takes one last breath and I can feel every happy feeling I've ever felt flow out of my body, most likely through my eyes.

"Tommy," I sob. Tears stream over my face.

Suddenly I'm being pulled away, by a police officer. I try to get back to Tommy, I scream, but the person holding me is too strong. I am being pulled into an ambulance, while doctors and policemen swarm around Tommy and the other's.

Boyd and Alby have come to consciousness too, and Boyd and Edward are being pushed into a police van, while Alby is talking to Arronsson.

I see them look over at me, but I can't think about any of them right now.

All I can think about is Tommy. Thomas Greene. The man who still had so much to give.

The man with whom I was ready to spend my life with.

The only person I have ever truly loved.

My beautiful Tommy.

He's gone.

***

Oops I made my self cry.

This is so sad.

Did you expect it to happen?

I didn't actually when I started writing this.

But it did.

And now I'm fucking crying.

Anyways, there is one chapter left.

I hope you enjoyed (? --> probably not the right choice of words right now) it. Or rather, I hope it made you feel something. Because that was what I wanted all along. To let you embrace your emotions, whatever they are.

Thank you for reading this. I love you. Always x