Injured Feet & Rickety Hearts {Book 1 Completed}

//Chapter 58//

Newt stated rushed, his voice filled with strain. He leaned back down talking to me closely, I felt Frypans big hands on my shoulders, his deep voice speaking to somebody else while this was happening. I didn't hear a lot of what he was saying over Newt. All I got was.

'Fire'

"Malaya, stop. Just calm down alright, every thing's ok. Bark's going to be fine."

I still couldn't breathe, Newt seemed even more desperate than ever. He was shaking too, but I couldn't tell if it was because of me or the strain of trying to hold me down. But then Newt dipped his head further down, his lips brushing my ear as he spoke at a soft whisper. I was the only one who could hear him.

"I had another dream about you... where everything was normal"

I tried so hard to focus on what he was saying, but it was hard, the panic of suffocating was strong, but still I tried my hardest. I had to calm down, I knew that, I couldn't help anyone if I was like this.

"We went to the same school... You ignored me in History class because you wanted to listen. Your Dad didn't like me, but your mother did. I snuck into your house with your mothers help so I could help you with your homework. Even then you were a stubborn girl"

I couldn't help but smile a little, that seemed to be enough to break my choking. I took a deep breath in, I could control it a little now. I could breath. Newt relaxed a little, telling me that I was no longer struggling anymore. He kept talking softly, bringing my crying down to silent sniffles and tears.

"It broke my heart to wake up, because I woke to the grievers getting in. I saw the look of fear on your face, I don't want to see that. You're going to be ok. Everything is going to be ok."

Newt muttered and after a few more moments I had calmed right down, my breathing was shaky but steady, my tears still dripped down my cheek's, but I wasn't sobbing anymore. My chest hurt really bad and so did my head, I guess that happens when you can't bloody breathe.

"Malaya, you need food. I'm getting you food"

Frypan's hands left my shoulders and I let out a choked laugh, shaking my head slightly at the thought process going on behind that cooks head, I just saw Gally get swallowed, the last thing I could do is eat.

"Thanks Fry, but I really feel sick, I couldn't eat anything"

"Too bad, I'll be back"

He said in a sing song voice before he ruffled my hair and made me laugh again. God dammit Frypan! Newt relaxed his arms and allowed me to sit up, his hands on my upper arms as he looked up at me.

He had to tilt his head down slightly to see as I hung mine own. Maybe having only an hour sleep isn't too good either. But no one could sleep right now, not under these circumstances.

Newt looked down at his watched before looking around, suddenly I realised I must be taking his time up. Newt looked back up at me with a gentle smile and I rolled my eyes.

"You can go, I know there's things you need to do"

"There is, but you're first ok."

I wiped the tears from my eyes and stabled myself to stand, I was tired, but I knew I wouldn't chase that feeling. I love Newt and everything, but I actually wouldn't mind some space to clear my head. It's hard to think when he looks at me like that.

I helped Newt up and looked at the towel on his head, for someone who bled so much, the towel was hardly stained. Guess it was the pressure. Newt stood close to me and I offered him a weak smile.