Newt X Reader

14. The Outside

(Y/N) POV

We kept walking until the sun started to set, and we all took shelter in a small abandoned building, half the house was buried and broken.

I lay down beside Newt, staring up at the concrete tiles above me,

One arm under me head the other gripping Newts hand.

He rubbed his thumb along my knuckles,

"...I thought we were all immune."

Thomas whispered, his eyes glisting with tears.

" ok from now on, we should just assume all of us aren't immune."

Newt said, his grip on my hand a little tighter,

We all sat in silence for a while before Fry sniffed and whispered,

"...I miss the glade."

I couldn't hack it anymore and abruptly sat up and got to my feet.

"I'm going outside."

I said to no one in particular, and without waiting for someone to reply I stomped out of the room.

I sat down with my knees up to my chin and my arms wrapped around them

I was a few spaces away from the room as I shuddered with the cold night air.

Winston... god Winston.

My friend, my keeper, he was there from day 1...

And just like that he was gone.

I glared at the horizon. Where the mountains were...

These people had better be there-

I groaned and slammed my head back against the sand so I was lying on my back, with my eyes closed.

"Hey love."

I opened my eyes to see Newt standing above me.

"Oh hey."

I said and quickly sat up again, hugging my knees.

He sat down beside me, one knee up and his arm draped over it the other straight out in front of him.

"... I'm sorry."

I looked at him with a nonchalant look,

"For what? You didnt kill him."

"Yeah but I gave him the gun."

I froze at that,

I remembered Newt in the glade. The day Alby came out dragging Newt with him.

"He'll never be a runner... not after this."

I remember what Clint had said to me that night.

I sat for 2 days in Newts room with him,

He was so hollow, so empty... the only time Clint said he actually lightened up or smiled is when Minho, Alby and myself visited him.

I know Newt struggled, in general with life itself.

And sometimes I wish I could take his pain away, I want to hurt the people who made him feel this way, I want to save him...

But I know I cant do much... I can only be there for him...

And I know that's how he felt when he handed Winston the gun.

It wasn't his choice, he knew how Winston felt, and he couldn't stand to see his friend suffer...

There was nothing to do... nothing to choose.

I rushed into his arms, sniffling a little.

He rubbed my back and pressed his lips to the top of my head,

"...you alright?"

He said,

I attempted to joke and cover up the fact that my lip was wobbling.

"Heh, well my keeper just died, we're almost out of water and food and we're still miles away from the mountians... you tell me shuck face."

He chuckled a little, and even though my voice trembled he didnt mention it, he just hugged me tighter.

"Dont worry, Im going to get you to that mountain no matter what."

He said, I pulled back.

"Yeah but you have to come with me. You will be on that mountain with me."

I said all serious,

He nodded and felt my head with his hand,

"Come on love, you're burning up. Let's get some rest and see if you feel better in the morning."

The two of us headed back inside to see Fry with his back to us, fast asleep.

Aris was drifting off and Thomas was toes up.

So was Minho.

Teresa was the only one left awake.

"You ok?"

She asked, I nodded as I sat back down on my jacket, Newt laying down beside me.

I had my back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around me,

I was closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep,

But Teresa was just sitting up, staring at the fire.

Her expression one of disgust and annoyance.

I fell asleep, much later.

Teresa was still wide awake.

A/N: WELP- I DONT- I CANT-
Sorry this is kinda short, I promise the next chapter will be longer!

Newt: is (Y/N) ok?

A/N: guess you'll find out... :,V
Anyway that's all for now!
Love you all my guardians!
~Parker-6A5~
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