Different Newtmas (Maze #8)

Chapter 8

THOMAS POV:

"You okay" asked Chuck. I nodded and caught my breath. Ben come down a little. Alby came and looked at Ben. "No" said Ben. "Alright lift his shirt" said Alby. "IT WASN'T ME" Ben yelled. They lifted his shirt and there was a small whole in his stomach. "He's been stung, but when" said Gally. "He must of climbed the walls last night" said a runner. I looked at Newt who looked at me. "He followed us" Newt mouthed the words. No one noticed cause they were all looking at each other confused. "Put him in the pit" said Alby. Ben started freaking out again. "MEDJACKS" Newt yelled. They came and they all took Ben away. After a while Newt and Alby sat with me in the sleep area. "What happened to him" I asked. "It's called the changing. That's what happens when some one gets stung" said Alby. "Did he say anything to you" asked Newt. "No, he just said he'll kill me" I lied. I can't tell the truth cause Alby is here. I looked at my hand and it looked gross. "What happened" asked Alby. 

"I cut my hand on the way to the bathroom last night" I lied. "I think it's infected" said Newt. "Why don't you two head over to the medjack and have them take care of it" said Alby patting my shoulder. I stood up with Newt and we started heading there. I stopped and turned to Alby. "What's gonna happen to Ben" I asked. Alby signed. "The infection in his body is spreading and it's only gonna get worse. So he has to be banished" said Alby. I said nothing and walked with Newt. We walked silently for a little bit. "At least he was stung" said Newt.

NEWT POV:

"When did he follow us" asked Thomas. "I don't know, but later we have to go make sure he is dead" I said. "Be honest how bad is my hand" asked Thomas. "You'll be fine. Of course we should of stitched it up sooner" I said. We made it to the mejacks. "Hey man, whats up" asked Clint. Thomas showed his hand. "It got infected" I said. "Okay sit over there" said Clint pointing to the bed. I said next to Thomas. Clint got the first aid and opened it. He grabbed a stool and sat in front of Thomas.

He popped the infection and had to squeeze the infected part out. Thomas yelled in pain. I tried to get Thomas to relax but it didn't work. I turned his face to me and closed my eyes. I pulled Thomas in for a kiss. He was still in pain but he wasn't yelling any more. Clint finished and stitched up Thomas' hand. We broke the kiss and stared at each other. Clint wrapped up Thomas' hand in gauze. "Tomorrow you're gonna have to come back so we can change the gauze and make sure it's not infected" said Clint. "Thanks" I said. We got up and left. Clint was a little weirded out with us kissing but he let it go cause I got Thomas to shut up. We were walking alone around the glade. "You kissed me" said Thomas. "Ya, why did you not like it" I asked nervously. "No I did, I'm just wondering why" said Thomas blushing. "Well you were yelling in pain and it was the only way to make you stop" I said. "And you're okay with this" asked Thomas. "Ya, why wouldn't I be" I asked. "We are both guys" said Thomas. "I know, but there are no girl grievers or halfings. We are all male" I said.