The Only One (Newt || fanfiction)

Chapter 18

That night I lay in my sleeping bag thinking about what's going to happen to me when I go back into the box two weeks from now. Why would they even want me back?

A thousand questions swirl around my head, desperately looking for answers like a dehydrated person in the desert.

I toss and turn and never fall asleep. I may as well just stay awake until morning. It feels as if I'll never find sleep.

It's so weird that I've only been here seven days, a week. So many strange things have happened, made it seem longer. I feel like I've been here a year. But seven days. Wow.

I turn some more in my sleeping bag until I finally find a comfortable spot. Soon enough I'm in that position where you're slowly falling asleep, not recognizing it though because your consumed with your thoughts and your just on the verge of falling. My thoughts contained what the earth might look like.

For some reason, I just know it doesn't look like the glade. I don't know how but I just know it doesn't.

That's when I finally cross the line, fall of the cliff, jump into the water. I finally fall asleep. How do I know? Because I dream.

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I'm me. This isn't a memory. It's a dream- a fantasy. Not real. I'm sitting shotgun of a silver car, Newt beside me in the driver's seat. We are driving up a driveway to a big house. It's sort of on a hill.

It's getting a little dark, the sun is about to set. And we are wearing warm clothes- gloves, hats, coats, boots.

Once we finally reach our destination, the sky is filled with purples from the sunset.

I gasp when Newt grabs me by the hand and shouts, "Come on, we're gonna miss it!"

He runs into the house, me trailing behind. I notice one thing in particular, he has no limp.

We run through a series of empty, dark, purple hallways and rooms. Everything is clean, nicely painted, and nicely furnished. But what I mean by empty is no people.

There are paintings on the walls here and there, and some of the rooms are decorated with nice furniture. Every wall is painted a smooth, dark cranberry purple.

As we move on, the temperature drops. Every step gets colder. But it's nice.

We finally break out of all the endless hallways and rooms. Now it's a big, open room with no furniture. There is one fireplace in the middle of it all and it has a burning fire in it. This room is painted gold. I look up to no ceiling. Just a dark purple sky.

Newt drags me past this, to a small opening to the side of the room.We go through it, into another room.

The absolute amazing view completely blows me away.

A huge hole in the room takes out half of it. Snow covers the floor from where it got in from this big hole.

Newt and I walk to the edge of the room and sit in the snow. This house is on top of a mountain. Amazingly stunning.

I look off into the purple and blue mountains covered in snow. Pine trees scattered here and there, also topped with snow. It is truly the most beautiful thing I have every seen in my life.

We are holding hands. And all is perfect.

A/N: I'm sooooooo shucking sorry. You've waited way too long for a new chapter, and this is short and isn't even good. I promise I'll get it together. Sorry.

Cool fact; (well actually kinda lame but whatevs) this is actually based off of a dream I really had and yeah. awesome....

And I seriously need to change the cover I can do so much better. Just wait and see.

OKAY ONE MORE THING PLEASE READ: If you look at the list of parts for this story, you will notice that I took out the character thing for Eve. Even though everyone wanted Emma, I chose Samantha Boscarino because she is gorgeous and that's just how I imagined Eve so.... sorry that's going to be the actress.