To Remember

2

I didn't understand. 5 years is that even possible for a human being to be in that state for so long? What has happened to my life since? My friends, Wicked, Teresa. Deep down part of me missed her and wished she was with me. She would know exactly what to say and do in a situation like this, she always did.

"But I don't understand Newt, how was I in a coma for 5 years?"

"Well a lot went down right before the accident." He sighed. "I don't think it's my place to say."

Leave it to him to still be the one who's honorable after all these years. In this particular moment I didn't care for it.

"Newt. I just lost 5 years of my life. I woke up not knowing where I am or who I'm with. I barely recognized you, my own best friend. I'm weak, I'm confused, I'm lost. So I need to know how I ended up like this and I don't give a damn about who's place it is to say."

He looked at me with pity in his eyes and I hated it. Not even when I was locked up in the maze he looked at me like that. I was always the one people looked to for strength and guidance. I guess Newt's finally found it in someone else while I was gone. Himself.

"Sorry Tommy. I just can't."

I sigh in desperation, he just doesn't understand. How could he? I don't think there is anyone here who has been in my situation. "Come on you need to give me something here I need answers. "

"Okay, fine I'll give you some insight as to why you were in a coma for so long."

Third POV

"Since the accident his body had been through a lot of trauma. My best recommendation is to let him go."  The older man looked at the couple with a sadden expression before getting up to walk away.

Once the medic left Newt turned to his wife. "He doesn't know what he's talking about."

She gave him a look and that said it all.

"Yeah okay he's a medic big deal he's focusing on all the negatives and not the positives." He grabbed her hands. "G, Thomas has moved his hands on more than one occasion and has opened his eyes at me."

"Honey," she said lovingly as she placed the palm of her right hand on his cheek. "You're always in here looking after him what you think you saw probably never happened."

Newt scoffed and pulled away from her embrace.

"But if you did," she said calmly. "see it as a cry for help. You heard the medic maybe he's in so much pain that subtle movements is the only way how he can express himself."

He got up and started shaking his head. "No I can't and I won't be responsible for the murder of my best friend. And I know that if he was in my position he wouldn't kill me either."

Giselle got up and stood next Newt looking over at their friend who was oblivious to everything happening around him.

"Do what you think is best I won't stop you. Just remember you are going to deal with the consequences don't drag us into this." She slowly caressed her growing stomach before walking out the door without looking back.

Newt stood there taking in every single thing that has happened since the accident. It was overwhelming and the one person he would speak to wasn't able to say anything.

"I promise you. I won't give up Thomas you're a fighter and you'll make it out of this. I know it"

As the years past many things changed and Thomas did show improvement. Physical therapy was able to start to keep his muscles active and finally the oxygen machine was no longer needed. Thomas breathing on his own was the sign Newt needed for every decision he made to be worth it.

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I felt overwhelmed with emotions truth be told I felt like crying. And I did.

"Oh Tommy I know it's a lot to take in." Newt sighed as he ran his hand through his hair.

A lot is an understatement. I was feeling overwhelmed my mind couldn't believe that five years just came and went in the blink of an eye. I breathed heavily trying to stop myself from panicking. The the sudden voice of someone familiar stopped me.

"Thomas?"

A/N: Who do you guys think or want it to be? I have an idea where this story is going but I'm open to anything that might change the direction of this story. Thanks for reading!