TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // Wrestling (Alternative ending)

*Warning: this imagine could be triggering since it mentions self harm and suicide*

Three weeks have gone by since the bonfire with Sienna. I've avoided everyone if I could. I would only speak to Zart when he asked me about my gardening and nothing else. I wouldn't eat at the tables for the reason of the evil blonde.

She made sure whenever I was around to cling to newt. Every time I would just spin around and walk somewhere else. Even Teresa and Chuck knew I was unbearably depressed but weren't sure how to help. Minho and Gally fought a couple of times over how to approach me. I broke it both times and pulled each one separately to talk.

Sienna's threats didn't stop but they did get weaker. It wasn't three times a day now but once. She wasn't approaching me as much as just glaring and showing off Newt.

He left me all together. We haven't spoken except for a week ago when he asked me to get fertilizer and I simply said sure. It was agonizing but what can you do?

It was after dinner and I had already said goodnight to my friends. Chuck followed me to the homestead since Alby offered me another room from Sienna and her minions. I was sleeping every night with Minho now, platonically of course.

"(Y/N) I love you. You're like my big sister," Chuck smiled as he wrapped his arms around my torso.

"I love you too Chuckie. Now go get some sleep. I'll be up early to wake you as usual," I smiled pecking his forehead. He nodded and walked off to the hammocks like he did every night.

I put my hand on my thigh where my weapon hung strapped around my leg. My little dagger sat inside its holster as I sighed and peeked around hoping no one could see me.

I snuck around the homestead and found myself inside the deadheads. I always found it peaceful here despite the others girls cries of it being too scary. I knew they were too scared to follow me so it was the only time of the day I knew I was without them.

I sat with my back on a large tree and ripped the knife from my holster. I twiddled with it before rolling up the sleeve of my shirt until it graced below my elbow. I brought the knife to my wrist and dragged it across.

I bit my lip holding back soft cries as tears slid down my cheeks. I sniffled multiple times while carving many more lines into my skin. My tears clouded my vision as I made another cut although this one was deeper than the others. I cried out as I gripped the other side of my arm as the tears fell harder.

"(Y/N)! What are you doing?" Someone screamed from the other side of the tree. I panicked and hid the knife under my thigh and held my arm to my chest.

"Go away," I mumbled. Warm blood seeped out of the wounds and down my arms staining the sleeves of my shirt.

"Why would you do this?" He gasped drilling beside me. I could see who it was now. Newt. Anyone but him. I would have even wanted Sienna here more than him. Now he saw me as the pathetic girl i tried so hard to hide.

"Go away," I repeated but he took my hand and pulled so he could look at my arm. His eyes widened as I watched a tear fall from his eye. "Newt, leave."

"I'm taking you to Clint. Come on," he said trying to lift me. I just mumbled the word no a million times and pressed myself into the tree.

"Stop no. I'm not going anywhere," i cried but he didn't give up. He finally pulled me to my feet and effortlessly carried me to the center of the glade. He put me inside the med huts and instructed me to stay put before running to find Clint or Jeff.

I wasn't gonna stay. I clutched my arm and left the huts and walked back towards the woods. Suddenly, hands grabbed my waist and pulled me back. I was too shaken to fight back anymore so I walked with my head low into the medhuts.

I was brought to an empty room lit with multiple lanterns. I sat on the bed looking anywhere but at the boys standing in front of me. Clint began my arm after gasping at the sight. I had been numb to the pain by now.

It took thirty minutes and only two lines needed stitches and the others were just washed off and told to be covered with a damp washcloth. I obeyed and placed the cloth over my arm as Clint said goodnight and left for sleep

"Why would you do that?" Newt asked firmly as I left my eyes on my shoes.

"Go to sleep Newt," I muttered.

"No. Why would you that? Why would you ever hurt yourself like that?" He demanded an answer but I wasn't giving it. "What if you went too deep? What if you I didn't follow you and you bled to death out there?"

"Go away," I croaked through the want to cry again.

"Stop pushing me away and answer me. Why would you do this?" He sat beside me on the bed but I didn't move at all.

"I'm tired. I'm done. I give up," I breathed none of my words needing me to move my mouth much.

"No you're not giving up. You can't. I need you to fight (Y/N)," he said taking my hand but I pulled it back.

"I don't want to fight. I wanna give up. I'm tired of her and you and this glade," I whispered.

"Me? Why me?" He sounded shocked and upset but I still wouldn't look at him. I knew what I would see and I wasn't ready for it.

"Don't you get it? I love you not her. I'm tired of loving someone who threw me away." I wiped a tear off my cheek.

"I didn't throw you away? What are you talking about (Y/N)?"

"When Sienna came you stopped talking to me. It's been four months since you talked to me. I get it, you love her, but I just wanna forget about you."

"I don't love her. I never loved her. In fact, I hate the bloody girl. I just didn't think you liked me anymore because you were distant," he said but I had no response. "I love you. You've been my best friend and these months without you were horrible."

"You don't love me. Please don't lie," I said fighting back more tears.

"I do love you. I loved everything about you. Please believe me. I need you love. Please," he said putting his hands on my cheek. He tilted my head so our eyes could meet. He had wet cheeks like me and broken eyes with dark bags underneath. We looked a mess.

"But you love her," I whined as he cupped my cheeks.

"I don't. I don't like her at all. I despise the bloody shank but she's so touchy," he said as I actually smiled. I shucking smiled! Something I hadn't done genuinely in weeks.

"Please tell me you love me again," he begged.

"Never stopped," I whispered. His face lit up as he pulled my cheeks closer until our lips touched. We were kissing. I was kissing the love of my life.

It felt like minutes went by and we continued kissing. My free hands was around his neck as he placed his on my waist.

"What the hell Newt!" A girl shrieked at the door. We immediately pulled away and i returned my gaze to the floor. "Why are you kissing this worthless pile of nothing?"

"Don't ever say that about her! (Y/N) is the most gorgeous, sweet, smart and brave girl ever met. She's worth more than anymore especially you Sienna! You're just jealous that you'll never be like her. I love her and I'm gonna spend forever with her," Newt yelled at her. She stood shocked as my lips parted and I stared at him. Did he mean it? All of it?

"Well I hope you know what you're missing out on. When she becomes too much, don't bother coming back to me newt," she growled and left the huts with her hands held in the air.

"Newt I'm sorry," I whispered as he bent down in front of me with a smile and his hands on my cheeks would away fresh tears.

"No no baby girl. There is nothing to be sorry about. I'm gonna protect you darling. You're my whole world (Y/N) and I lost it when I lost you. I love you and please say you'll be mine?"

"I'm yours. I've always been yours," I said before our lips smashed together.