broken glass

I promise

Newt sighed as he lay in his bed that night. He had seen a small piece of Thomas today. The real Thomas. And it only made him want to see more. Something or someone had hurt him a long time ago. Masks and Walls like that must have taken years and years of practice. Whatever had happened had broken the boy.

Every time he closed his eyes he could see the boy sitting on the ground crying and sobbing helplessly, begging for Newt's forgiveness. He was sure if anyone else would have seen how broken the boy was, no one would ever fear Thomas again. But he wanted to be feared. He knew this. Thomas wanted to be feared so no one would want to get to know him. It was easier that way. 

He realized he must have been the first person in years that even dared to come this close to Thomas. Newt sighed as he pushed all those thoughts away and fell into a restless sleep.

Newt was nervous when he entered school the next day. He couldn't stop thinking about how Thomas would act towards him today. Would he shut him out even more ? would he talk to him? Would he hurt him again ? He frowned as he remembered the sharp pain in his back. Newt turned around the corner as he bumped into someone. He stumbled back, falling to the ground and hissing as his back hit the floor.

Suddenly he was slammed up against the lockers, two firm hands holding him. He groaned in pain. why does this keep happening? he thought to himself as he finally looked up. Gally was standing way to close for comfort and he looked pissed. Newt swallowed nervously. This was not good.

"Well look at this, guys. It's Fairy number 2. Where's Tinkerbell, your boyfriend?" Only now did he noticed the others behind Gally.

"He's not my boyfriend. Let me go Gally!" Newt snapped at him. He knew this was a bad move. But well. He always did stupid things lately.

"Shut up, fag!" Gally spat back as he pulled Newt away from the lockers before slamming him against them even harder. He couldn't help it, he screamed. He was sure he was bleeding now.

"You just can't stay away from the tough boys, can you? I'm sure Thomas will Kill you sooner or later. He's dangerous, Lady. But we're not stopping you. Go ahead and get yourself killed."

Newt's eyes started to burn and he squeezed them shut as his minds flashed back to his first school before his parents had sent him to the safe space of WCKD.

"Just kill yourself already."

"We don't want fags in our class, Newt."

"Don't look at me, homo!"

Suddenly Newt hit the floor, his eyes flew open in surprise as someone hit the lockers. He stared up, his eyes widening in surprise as Gally was pushed against the lockers, Thomas holding him firmly.

The brunette's eyes were filled with pure rage as he held Gally against the locker.

"I'm only saying this once Gally. If I ever see you anywhere near him again. I will end you." Thomas growled, shoving him to the ground before turning to Newt. He locked eyes with him for a moment. The boy just stared up in surprise. Thomas sighed and held out his hand. After a few seconds he took it and allowed Thomas to help him up, his eyes widening slightly as a warm feeling shot through his whole body at the contact. no. it was just the pain. right ?

"you okay?" Thomas asked softly.

"..yeah...I'm fine...thanks." Newt smiled at him But his smile soon disappeared as he saw the walls come up again and Thomas walked away without another word.

Gally watched as Thomas walked away before jumping up and hastily walking down the hallway, his friends following him silently.

Newt couldn't help but smile as he walked towards his own locker where Minho and Teresa were waiting for him. Thomas had defended him.