𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 {𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐭 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫}

eight: the box

Gally turned to Chuck, he looked even angrier than before. The others stood around giggling as most of their heads rotated towards me with smirks on their faces. Even Newt looked at me with a smile.

"Watch your mouth, Chuck." The boy hissed, pointing his index finger in his face as he turned back to me.

"And you," he started, "You watch your back." He spat at me, lowering his voice a little, getting very close to my face.

"Ditto" I said narrowing my eyes as he backed away.

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"Jeff, what's wrong with her? Why won't she wake up?" Newt asked as me, him, Thomas and Minho entered the hut.

"Hey man, I got my job the same way you did." He said, his voice raspy as he looked away. Newt rubbed his chin gently, as if in thought.

His head cocked upwards to look at Thomas. "Do you recognise her?" he asked.

"No, no I don't." the boy replied, falling over his words.

"Well, it seemed like she recognised you." Thomas just shrugged.

"What about the note?" he asked, sounding concerned.

I knelt down next to her, examining her face. I too did not recognise her. The only person I felt a familiarity to was Newt, but he already knew that, and funnily enough he felt the same.

"We'll worry about the note later." Newt responded, convincing no one that the concerns weren't already settling in.

"I think we should worry about it now." Thomas retorted, looking back at the blonde boy.

"There's no point in that, we'll just wait until she wakes up and see what she knows."

"I think Thomas is right Newt. If the box isn't coming back up, how long do you think we'll survive?" Jeff asked, sounding scared.

"No one said that, I'm sure it will be fine."

Just as he said that, Thomas got up and hurried out of the hut. We all looked back and forth between each other before Minho and Jeff scurried after him. I turned my gaze back to the girl, mostly looking at her wrists, trying to see if she had the same mark I did.

I tugged her left sleeve gently, revealing nothing and in turn, pulling it back down again.

I shivered slightly, not realising how cold it had gotten all of a sudden. Strange really, as it was quite sunny outside.

"Hey, are you cold?" Newt said from behind me, clearly seeing that I had shivered.

"Er yeah, just a little bit." I replied, pushing my lips into a thin line before adverting my gaze away from the boy. I don't know what it was, but looking directly at him made me feel odd. Like something was fluttering around in my stomach.

I hadn't even notice him removing his jacket as he said "Here, you can wear this if you want." My head shot back to him, as I saw him holding the item of clothing out to me. "Won't that make you cold?" I asked, raising my eyebrows a little.

"Nah, I'm baking." He said with a slight chuckle. "Thanks." I said, taking the jacket from his hand, fronting a small smile as I did so.

"No problem" He moved forward slightly, before cautiously placing his hand on my shoulder. It would have been nice, comforting even, if that wasn't where my wound was. I immediately jerked my shoulder away, wincing in pain.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He announced, sounding upset that he crossed a line. "No, no its fine I swear. You just put your hand on something sore. That's all."

He looked confused for a second, before asking "Oh, I'm sorry. What happened?" He knelt down next to me as I diverted my gaze again.

"I don't even know, only noticed it this morning." He saw my eyes staring at the floor, so decided to move his index finger up to my chin, bringing my head up again to look him in the eyes. My heart dropped.

"You should get it checked; I'm sure Jeff would know what to do." He said smiling, trying to sound comforting. I couldn't look away, even though I wanted to, I couldn't look away from his eyes.

"It's fine, I'm sure it's nothing." His eyes softened even more before saying. "Y/N, you don't have to be strong all the time, if it hurts, you should let the Med-Jacks help."

I moved my head back to the side, out of his reach again as I looked back down at the floor.

"I said it was nothing. It just looks like a healed over stab wound, that's all." His eyes widened at my comment, shocked at how nonchalant I sounded.

"Wait hold on. You never said it was a stab wound! Y/N, that's very serious, you need to go to Clint and Jeff ASAP." He explained, sounding really concerned.

"That's what it looks like anyway, but it only hurts when I touch it, other than that it's fine."

He stood up and reached his hand out in front of me. "Come on, we're going to find them so they can make that judgement for themselves." He said, grinning.

I huffed and put my hand in his as he pulled me off the floor. We walked out of the hut together, neither of us realising that we were still holding hands.  

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A/N: AHHHH! I hope you guys like this chapter as i really enjoyed writing it :)) i thought it moved their relationship forward ever so slightly, and for any Chuck fans, i've got some more stuff with him in it coming your way :) 

My plan is to develop their relationship in a sweet brother & sister bond so i really hope i can do his character justice. Sweet dreams! xo