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| Ceylon |
Before I went to get some rest, I told Rhain that I would get the next watch. She agreed but ushered me to get some sleep. However sleep didn't get to me, the girls and I made a 'wall' out of our bags between us and the guys since we still didn't trust them. They made me sleep next to the wall, with Emme safe in the middle between Jessica and Aaliyah. Sadly I didn't know that Frypan guy could snore so loudly, it took me a while to fall asleep.
But at least that Newt guy wasn't sleeping on the other side of the wall, or else I would have probably not slept at all.
So when Rhain woke me up for the next watch, I was confused on how time passed so quickly. Nevertheless I got up with a yawn to take over for her. When I looked at her I noticed she needed some sleep after these last three days, especially after Riley. I know it's still hard for her.
I was stretching my arms, the gun I got from Rhain was secured in my boot in case I needed it. After another yawn I suddenly heard a pair of footsteps- since I get startled easily I pulled the gun out of my boot and aimed it at the spot where the footsteps came from. Of course I knew it couldn't have been a crank since there was no screaming, but nevertheless I was on my guard.
"You already made it clear to me that you don't like me, no need to point a gun at me" I heard that English accent say, as he stepped into the little light we had I noticed it was Newt.
"Oh it's you" I muttered with a sigh.
I hoped that he just had to pee and would get back to sleep afterwards, but how was I wrong. No instead he took a seat next to me. He stretched his arms before taking his head in his hands. I wondered what was going on with him.
I knew that Rhain was right and we needed this alliance with these guys, but a part of me screamed that this wasn't right. That we can't just blindly trust these guys, they could get us killed. Especially this limp guy.
"So Ceylon huh" he muttered as he looked at me.
I tried my best not to roll my eyes as I gave him a small smile, which was really hard to make.
"Yes that's me".
Another silence overcame us as I tried to suppress the urge to run away.
He bit his lower lip, probably not knowing what to say either. Unlike me, I didn't even want to talk to him.
"Okay listen up" Newt suddenly said as looked at me again, "we both don't agree with what they planned and it's clear we don't like each other" he continues with a bitter chuckle. "But we are stuck with each other so, so I suppose I decided to spend the watch with you so you know, we can hate each other less".
I raised my eyebrows as I tried to let the idea sink in, he wasn't as stupid as he looks.
"Never mind, this was a stupid thing to say" he mutters as he stands up to walk away.
"We lost one of us" I tell him, hoping he won't walk away. "She was bitten by a crank, she was mercy killed by one of us. That's why I jumped your friend" I said looking down at the floor, "the reason why I jumped him was because I don't want anyone else to die because of a crank".
That certainly caught his attention as he took a seat next to me again, he looked deep in thoughts.
"What if you had just seen his back?".
I shrug, "probably screamed at him and pulled my gun, you don't understand Newt" I tell him with a sigh, "you saw Emme, she's only 13 years old. You hear me 13".
Newt suddenly put his hand on my shoulder, he was looking off into space as he spoke.
"I know what you feel, we had a boy in the Glade named Chuck. We were almost out, he almost made it until he got killed".
I leaned a bit forward to see the look on his face, he seemed deep in thoughts. His face looked dark, almost as if he was reliving that moment over and over again. Seeing that boy dying in front of him while knowing he could do nothing to save him.
"So I know exactly how you feel Ceylon, that's why I hope it will be different for Emme".
He took his hand off my shoulder as he leaned back, looking up at the ceiling.
There was a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, it felt like nothing I had ever felt before. It gave me the chills.
As a shiver went through my body.
From the corner of my eye I noticed how Newt took off his jacket. I wondered what he was planning on doing, it's not like it was hot during the night.
"Here" he said as he put his jacket over my shoulders, "but don't mistake me, I still don't trust you. It's just that I don't want your death on my conscious".
I rolled my eyes, "and I still don't like you, but maybe you're not as bad as I thought you were".
I noticed how he was smiling, this time it looked for real.
"You know, you remind me of someone with that attitude of yours".
"Excuse me what" I asked him as I put my hand on my hip, "what attitude?".
Newt let out a soft chuckle as he pointed at the placement of my hip, "that attitude, you're like Minho".
My mind was trying to remember who that was, but I didn't want to ask Newt. I still didn't trust him enough to take his word.
"I still don't have an attitude" I whispered.
Newt seemed to not have heard me or he decided to ignore it, which is the best thing he could do.
