Invisible [Completed]

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Hey Shanks! I'm feel so horrible I haven't posted in a week. I had SATs and school soccer started. But I will get on top of publishing! Enjoy ya shanks!
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Newt's P.O.V:
Everyone knew what Gally was saying. Megan's injuries were sever and she probably had a lot of blood loss. Minho's shirt was almost dripping with. It made me cringe. Minho looked like he'd seen a ghost. But then again so does everyone who knew her. Everybody else was just confused.

    There was a crowd starting to grow around her limp body.

Who's that?

She's hot

I got dibs!

No way I saw her first!

I don't know why I was getting so mad over this. Probably because she was my best friend.
"Shut your mouths! The girl's name is Megan and not a single one of you shanks are to lay a finger on her! If you do I will personally throw you of the cliff myself. Now then. Get back to work!"
    The boys all left to finish up work today. Suddenly I heard a whimper. I snapped my head around and saw Megan being carefully picked up and carried towards homestead. When she wakes up she's not going to be happy.

Megan's P.O.V:

  Black. All I saw was black. And to be honest I was pretty bored. Even in the circumstance that I'm in, I was bored. I couldn't open my eyes or move. Only listen to the sounds around me. I could hear Alby shouting but I couldn't make out his words. I'm beyond mad that Minho brought me back to the glade. But grateful at the same time. I felt myself being lifted. Pain. Oh the pain. It hurt like hell. Everywhere. Everything hurt. But soon I felt something soft and squishy. But as soon as that amazing feeling came it disappeared and was replaced with the oh-so-familiar pain. Slowly I could feel my self drifting off. Then I felt nothing at all.

Back to Newt:

  I don't know what to do. I had her in my grip. Then I had to bloody let her get away again. I finally figured out why I cared what the boys were saying about her. I think. I hope. That maybe I might be
"Hey Newt!"
Of course ,bloody interrupting my thought again, was Minho.          
"What do you want?"
"I came to see how you are doing. Like the amazing friend I am"
"Fine. Why do you ask?" I asked curious of what he was thinking.
"Dude. Everybody saw how angry you got when they were commenting on Megan. Then you stormed of into the deadheads so I decided to come and find you."
"Was it really that noticeable?"
"You looked like a tomato"
"I did not!"
"Did to!"
"Did not!"
"Did"
"Not"
"Hey guys." It was Clint. Minho and I ignored him and kept on bickering.
"Guys!" He yelled
"What?" Minho said.
"Megan's awake. But we had some... um... complications."
"Like what?"
"She got a hold of a knife and threatened to cut off some... very important parts of me."
Minho burst out into a laughing fit.
"You've got to be joking? Your scared of a girl!" Minho said between laughs.
"I'm not. But she was put into the slammer for the threat."
Minho suddenly stopped laughing.
"They got the knives away from her right?"
"Knives?"
"Yeah." I piped up."she carries two in her pockets."
"Um we only got the big ones away."
"Oh shuck." Minho said before taking off in the direction of the slammer.
"Thank you Clint." I say before taking off after him. It still hurts to run but I'll get used to it.
    Minho runs out from the slammer. A worried look painted on his face.
"She's gone. She cut through the wall."
"We'll have to bloody find her."
    I took the deadheads and Minho went to the homestead. I started calling her name will wandering through the forest, until I felt something wet hit my head. I looked up and saw her in the tree. Crying.