Losing him, then losing him again

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My boyfriend Newt and I recently ended everything more than friendship in our relationship. About two weeks ago actually. I really wish we wouldn't have. He kept saying I was always talking to Thomas or Minho. He said I didn't pay enough attention to him, translation: He was jealous. I hate not kissing his lips. Or making him smile. Or playing with his hair. I hate not being his.

I saw him today. He was walking through the hallway at school. His eyes were red and puffy. I hate when he cries. I hate it so much. I wanted to stop and ask what was wrong and comfort him, I really did. But I couldn't. So I kept walking. I eventually made it to my locker, 40 minutes until my next class. Usually Tommy and Min would come and hang out with me, but this time nobody came. No one was in the hallway, as usual. All the other people who have a break like mine are all out in the parking lot drinking, smoking, making out, all that jazz.

I made my way to the bathroom, passing the janitors closet when I heard it. That horrifying sound that I never want to hear. Newt. Crying. Sobbing.

I burst the door of the closet right open to see him in the corner holding his knees. Instantly tears where formed in my eyes. I shut the door quickly and walked over to him sitting next to him and placing one hand on his back and the other on his knees that where pressed against his chest.

He looked up to me. His eyes hurt me. I could see all the sadness in his eyes. All that damn sadness I'd taken from him. It was all in his eyes. It was all back. He handed me a piece of paper. I took it into my hands and he motioned for me to read it. So that's what I did.

The note was terribly scary to me:

Newt,

Hello there, I'm Ava Paige. Your getting this letter to inform you that you will be getting taken to a LOVELY place for young people like you, you have exactly 5 days until you leave.

More information will be sent to you soon.

Sincerely, Ava Paige

I looked over to Newt. I could feel the wet tears on my face. He looked into my eyes.

"I love you." He said.

"N-Newt"

"No, Y/N I LOVE you. Please say you still love me because I've always loved you."

"I love you too Newt. I'm so in love with you. I can't lose you again." Tears once again were slipping from my eyes.

"Baby, don't cry. A beautiful Princess like you can't cry. And not over me."

"I'd cry over you my whole life if it meant you'd be mine. Newt, don't go."

"Y/N I don't have a choice, I've tried to tell them I didn't want to go, but they won't budge."

"Newt." I whimpered. He raised his hand and caressed my cheek pulling my face towards his and brushing his lips against mine before kissing me hard and passionate.

Those 5 days were great, we spent every minute together. Until those days were up.

"G-Goodbye?" I sobbed into my boyfriend/ex-boyfriends shoulder as he pulled me into a tight hug.

"Shhhh- Y/N, I love you s-so m-much. I'll be back, Please don't forget me. I'll never forget you. I love you too much. G-Goodbye baby."

And with that he was gone. Again.

I lost him twice.

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