Newt & Rosa (TMR)

Tears

Warnings: mentions of death
Prompt: Rosa, Newt, Minho, and Alby find a way outside. (Kind of a continuation of 'Friends')
224.1.15 | 12:28 a.m.
A quiet knock sounded at Rosa's door. She had been dressed and waiting since midnight because she was so excited. She opened the door to only see Newt.

"Hello," He said grabbing her hand and pulling her out into the hallway.

"Where are the others?" Rosa asked, genuinely curious.

"Their rooms. I wanted to come get you first," He replied, grinning from ear to ear. They walked down the hall quietly, but enjoyed each other's company.

The next few nights started the same. Newt would come get her from her room and they would meet up with Minho and Alby. They explored a lot of the complex and eventually started hanging out in the empty maintenance room.

Rosa grew closer to Newt during these nights, not in a romantic way of course, they were only nine. But, she got along with him the best and enjoyed their short walk to the other rooms by themselves.

One particular night though, Rosa cried for the first time she had been at WICKED. They found a way outside. After finding a ladder, they climbed up for what felt like forever, and then they found a door.

"Should we open it?" She asked the boys, kind of wanting to, but also kind of scared to.

Minho wasted no time answering her question and opened the door. A cool breeze blew inside and Rosa gasped out loud.

No one said anything, just walked out onto the pavement and took in their view. Mountains in the distance and she could hear a faint sound that she assumed was the ocean. And something was falling from the sky. Snow. It almost made her want to cry. It was the first time she saw snow since that day.

Minho, Newt, and Alby kept walking forward, trying to find anything else to explore. Rosa stayed back. She was in too much shock.

"You okay?" Newt asked her, turning around when he noticed she wasn't following.

She felt a tear fall down her cheek, but she didn't rush to wipe it away. She had kept her tears in for too long.

Newt started walking up to her now, a concerned look on his face. She didn't know what to say.

"Hey, what's going on?" He asked, gently grabbing her right hand in his left. He rubbed his thumb along her skin. She appreciated the comfort.

"It snowed the day they took me. The day they killed my parents," She told him, sniffling in between words.

Newt didn't say anything for awhile. He just kept holding her hand.

"The same thing happened to me," He said quietly, "The same day."

If it was even possible, Rosa felt even closer to him in that moment. They had went through the same thing.

Newt motioned to the ground and the two of them sat down, still holding hands.

"They told me it was an accident. It wasn't," It was almost like their situations were exactly the same. That was a little unsettling for Rosa.

"They said the same thing to me. It's not possible to kill someone on accident," Rosa said, more tears falling from her brown eyes.

It was silent for a long time again, but it wasn't awkward. Newt broke the silence, a tear also falling from his eye.

"I have a sister," He started, "Her name is Lizzy, but they renamed her Sonya. She's younger than me and they won't let me see her."

Rosa's heart instantly broke for her friend. She didn't know how that felt, but she could only imagine.

"I'm sorry Newt. That sounds awful." She looked over at him and noticed he wasn't crying anymore, but his eyes were glossy. She finally wiped her eyes, wetting her shirtsleeve.

Then there were loud footsteps coming from their right. It was Alby and Minho. They were climbing up the side of the pavement.

They glanced at them and just by the look on their face, Rosa could tell that they knew they had interrupted something.

"We found a forest. Lots of trees. No time to take you down there tonight," Alby spoke, awkwardly walking back into the building with Minho behind him.

Rosa wanted to see trees. She couldn't remember what they looked like. Hopefully they would come back soon.

Rosa and Newt stood up and followed them, not letting go of each other.