Run Into My Arms- Newtmas AU

Bedridden

Newt's POV:

38 hours, 47 minutes, 26 seconds and counting. That's how long I had been in my bed without food, water, or a shower. After my humiliating encounter with Tommy, Minho had brought me home and left.

I had been refusing to get out of my bed, no matter how hard Ben and Minho pleaded. I couldn't risk going outside and accidentally running into Tommy.

Tears had been pouring uncontrollably from my eyes for a day and a half. My pillow was damp and dirty. At this point my body had run out of fluid, I laid in bed dehydrated and heart broken.

There was only one word to describe how I felt, empty. It was like everything that mattered in life had been ripped out in one instance. My chest was heavy and sore from all the heartbreak I had been through.

I sighed and looked at the time. My digital alarm clock read 8:45 pm. Minho and Ben had both refused to bring me food until I got out of bed on my own will.

I didn't understand how I always managed to screw up my life without even trying. I always managed to develop crushes on all the wrong people. I had told Minho about my crush on Tommy, I had to hope that Minho didn't say anything to Tommy.

I sat up in bed and grabbed my phone. No matter how catastrophic my life got there was always one person I could talk to, Sonya. Sonya was always there for me, no matter how much distance was between us.

I dialed Sonya' s number and put the phone to my ear. I heard the ringtone buzz for a few seconds before a click on the other end let me know she had picked up the phone.

"Hello?" The sweet voice of my baby sister spoke from the phone.

"Hey Sunny, it's me." The babyish nickname had been presented to Sonya when she was 7. Her blonde hair, bright smile, and cheerful attitude gave her all the attributes of the sun.

"Newt!" She squealed with excitement, "it's been so long since we've spoken!"

"Yeah," I mumbled in reply. I tried to sound as optimistic as possible, but it wasn't very easy considering my dilemma.

"What's wrong?" The voice spoke from the other end. I took in a deep breath. Somehow, not being able to see Sonya's face made things easier. I knew that if I had seen an ounce of pain in her beautiful eyes, I would have broken down.

"Not much," I said feebly, my voice cracking, "just life taking it's toll."
I had to stare up at the ceiling to prevent tears from rolling down my face.

"Tell me," she said softly. If it was anybody else, I would have become angry for them being so pushy, but with Sonya it didn't matter.

I told her my tale. Every part of it. From the moment I saw Thomas running into the campus with Minho to the moment he left me on the roof. By the end, I was speaking barely above a whisper in choked sobs. Sonya sucked in a breath, absorbing all the information I had thrown on her.

"Oh Newt," she murmered. I gazed down at my hands as I waited for her to come up with a response.

"I'm sorry," she said slowly, "but if he can't accept you then he's not for you." I felt a hot tear slide down my cheek. I chided myself for being so stupid, I had no right to cry. Thomas was the one who had some random guy come onto him, so why was I so upset?

"Yeah," it was the only pathetic response I could come up with, "thanks Sunny."

"No problem," she said quietly as I heard the phone click off.

I hit the bed like a sack, wallowing in my own self-pity. I don't know how long I stayed there, I just stared up at the ceiling for what felt like hours. There were too many thoughts in my head for me to focus on just one.