With Newtmas

Diabetic

NEWT POV:

I kicked the zombie to let go of my foot and ran. It hurt so I limped. I made it to a class room and stumbled in. I closed the door and hid against the wall. The door opened and I froze. It was Thomas. He looked around and ran up to me. "You okay" he asked. "Ya, just a little weak" I said. Thomas sat next to me and had me lean into his chest. "You're sweating" said Thomas. A pain shot threw my body. I groaned a little. "What's wrong" asked Thomas. "My abdomen hurts. It's towards the bloody back I think" I said. Thomas rubbed my back. "What happened" asked Thomas. "I wwaz bit ten" I said. I rolled up my pants leg and showed Thomas the bite mark on my leg. He was shocked. "Go, I don't, wwant to, afffffect you" I said. I groaned again as another pain came. It felt like my pancreas was burning. I think that is the pancreas. I closed my eyes. "Newt stay with me" said Thomas. "No, go" I said trying to push Thomas away. It was more of a bloody tap.

"I'm not leaving you" said Thomas. I opened my eyes and looked at him weakly. "Why" I asked. Thomas got up and walked to the lab part of the room. He turned a sink on and washed his face. Thomas finished and turned the sink off. He turned to face me and I was surprised. Thomas was a zombie. It makes sense now. The zombies said that one of them had been missing and they think we kidnapped him so they attacked. "You're, a zom,bie" I asked. "Ya, I'm sorry I didn't tell you" said Thomas. I started shaking. "I promise I won't hurt you Newt" said Thomas. "I know, it's not that. Just bloody AW SHUCK *heavy breaths* just get me to my locker" I said holding my stomach. "Why" asked Thomas. "I'm diabetic an" I started but Thomas cut me off. "YOU'RE WHAT" asked Thomas. "Diabetic" I said. "Newt you need to get to a zombie doctor now" said Thomas. "I just need my bloody kit" I said. "No Newt, zombies aren't diabetic. The zombie venom is reversing your diabetes" said Thomas. I was surprised. "But, it's incurable" I said. Thomas got on his knees next to me.

"It is if you become a zombie. I'm taking you there now" said Thomas. He picked me up and started running. I blacked out. I was on a bed hooked up to monitors. "Tommy" I mumbled. "Thomas will be back soon. He went to go get food" said a voice. I opened my eyes and saw a women. She was reading the monitors. I saw Thomas enter with some meat. He walked up to me and sat on the bed. "How does your stomach feel" asked Thomas. I put my hand on my stomach. "I can't feel it" I said weakly. "We put Newt on some painkiller. So is stomach should be numb there for a while" said the women. "Am I a zombie" I asked. "Ya, you were out for a few days due to being diabetic but you aren't anymore" said Thomas. "Good that" I said. Thomas handed me the meat. "Here, I got you some pork. You should eat it" said Thomas. He seemed nervous. I took the pork and ate it. It was delicious. I swear I had one of those moments food is so good you could orgasm. Thomas seemed relieved. "What" I asked as I ate.

"I worried you were vegan" said Thomas. "I'm not" I said. "But you're diabetic" said Thomas. I was confused. "Do you bloody know anything about diabetes" I asked. "No" said Thomas nervously. "Well being vegan isn't even the same as diabetes" I said. "Oh, guess I should of done more research. I thought diabetics were all vegan" said Thomas. "Thank God that isn't bloody possible" I said. After I ate the pork we snuggled. I stayed at the hospital for a few days and then started my new life with Thomas as a zombie. I also learned the zombie that bloody bit me was Gally.

SO NEWT WAS TYPE 1 DIABETIC. FOR TYPE TWO IN NOT SURE WHAT THEY TAKE TO MANAGE IT BUT TYPE ONE NEEDS INSULIN SINCE THEY CAN'T PRODUCE THEIR OWN. INSULIN SHOTS ARE MADE FROM PIGS AND COWS. PLANTS DON'T HAVE INSULIN. I LOOKED IT UP. SO TYPE 1 DIABETES CAN EAT A VEGAN DIET, MAYBE (TALK TO YOU DOCTOR. THEY KNOW MORE THEN ME) BUT THEY CAN'T BE 100% VEGAN. BECAUSE THE SHOTS AREN'T VEGAN. I ALSO DON'T BELIEVE HUMANS ARE NADE TO BE VEGAN. UNLESS YOU CAN CONVINCE ME BOOBS SERVE NO PURPOSE. WE CAN PRODUCE MILK BUT YOU AREN'T HERE FOR THAT LESSON IN SCIENCE. SO NEXT CHAPTER WHEN I HAVE A IDEA.