Her Heart Belongs to Him- (TMR Fanfiction) ON HOLD

Part 9- Too Lazy To Run

"Greenbean!" He shouts in my ear for the third time today. "Wake up, you shuck-face." I open my eye. "I am not the Greenie anymore." I whisper.

"Oh Klunk, did I call you Greenbean again?" He asks. I nod. "Well, get up Nessa. It's time to run."

I turn around in my hammock and groan. "I'm tired." I say. "I know, Gree- I mean Nessa, but we need to get in there." He starts shaking my shoulders. "Can't you go alone today? You don't really need me anyway."

Minho sighs. "Fine, but this isn't becoming a habit, is it?" He asks. "No, ofcourse not." I turn back to Minho and see him smirk. "Okay, see you in the evening." 

He runs away and I close my eyes again. Only an hour later Alby wakes me. "Vanessa, what are you doing here?"

I jawn. "Trying to sleep, obviously." I answer. "Well, wake up. You are too late for running already so you will have to do something else today." He tells me. I open my eyes fullythis time. 

"Something else?" 

"Yes, Vanessa. Rule one, everybody does their part. I don't want people to lay around all day and do nothing. It would be unfair."

I sit up in the hammock. "Then what do I do today?" Alby starts thinking. Little lines form in is forehead. His eyes dart around the place until he seems to have an idea.

"You are a good builder.Gally, Newt and Minho have been arguing a lot about what job you'd get. Builder or Runner."

I stand up and look Alby straight in the eye. "I am not building with Gally today."

"I thought you were friends." Alby says. "Yeah, me too." Alby's eyes soften. "You can go to the Gardens then. Newt will be happy to see you there." I can't help but smile at this.

"Sure, thanks Alby." I answer. I notice that I slept with my shoes on, so I walk directly to the Gardens. Instead of working, Newt is siitting down on the ground. His head in his hands.

I run to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Newt? Is everything okay?" At the sound of my voice he looks up. He pushes my hand away from his shoulder and stands up.

"Newt?" he starts searching something in his pocket. I watch him thrash through his pocket. this eyes looking at the hand. His hand shoots out of his pocket and his head turns to me.

In his hand is the note I got in my box. The note from T. He shakes it around a bit.

"How long?" He asks. His voice angry and sad at the same time. "How long have you been keeping this from us?" 

For a moment I don't know what to say. I should've told him yesterday. Why am I such a Shank sometimes.

"I got it yesterday, in that box."

His head is getting red, tears form in his eyes. I don't know if they are there because of anger, betrayal or hurt, but they are obviously there.

"You could've told me. You know you can trust me with things like this. Why would you," A sob escapes his throat and a tear falls down his cheek. "Why would you keep things hidden for us?"

"You have too much trouble already. This note is the least of our problems."

"It isn't, Vanessa! This note can be important. If you examend it a little you would notice some major things." He shouts.

"The boys here are finally trusting you a little, and you blow it all away like this." More tears fall, his voice becomes louder and louder with every word. "Now get out of my face, Vanessa." He throws the note on the ground, turns around and start working.