As True Love Lives On: Newt X Reader (Sequal!!!)

Chapter 1

 (please play song while you read)

It's been a week since you escaped from WICKED, since you got away from trouble, and...since Newt died...

You were completely numb to the world. You spent most of your days sitting on a rock on the beach, grieving over his death. One day, you couldn't take it no more.

(Song's starting point)

It was late and you were once again sitting on the same rock on the beach, looking over the edge and crying. Once you got to your highest point, you took out a knife.

This was the same knife Thomas had  when he killed Newt. You examined it, then rolled up your sleeves. 

You didn't want to cut an artery...yet. You wanted to wait. So, you made a sorta deep, but not too deep gash on your left wrist. You looked down upon the water as the blood from your wrist dripped into the water.

You rolled your sleeve back up and climbed down from the rock. As you climb down from the rock, you walk as tears slide down your face. You felt like a disappointment. You couldn't save him. 

"Hey, Y/N." came a voice. You looked up to see Gally, Minho, Thomas, and Brenda. You weren't in the mood for talking, so you put your head down and walked past them, leaving your friends worried and confused about you. 

You couldn't sleep that night. You were tossing and turning all night.

That next day you made sure to avoid anyone and everyone all day. You hid in the back of the safe haven where there was a bunch of trees you spent the first days climbing, trying to forget your troubles. 

At meals you were quiet. When anyone tried to talk to you, you would either ignore them, or walk away and barely ate anything. 

That night you returned to your rock, with the knife. 

You did your usual ritual. Looking over the rock as your feet dangled on the edge and your salty tears dropping into the sea. You took out your knife once more, examined it, took in all the horrific memories it held, then you held it against your right arm and you struck against your right wrist. You held your hand over the ocean and let the blood drop into the ocean as it joined your tears.

When you were done with your little ritual, you climbed down from your rock. It was a little difficult this time because both of your wrists stung.

You started to walk back towards your tent, but someone was waiting for you outside. 

All your friends. Gally, Minho, Fry, Thomas, Brenda, Aris, Sonya, Harriet, Jorge, and Vince. "Y/N. We know what you've been doing-" Gally started, but you couldn't face them. Fear and grief took over and you turned tail and ran.

You ran like you were back in the maze, maybe even faster. You would face Grievers and WICKED's men, but you couldn't face your own friends?

You headed back to your rock, but instead of climbing on top of it, you entered the ocean and stood under it thinking it would be a good hiding place, so you wouldn't be found so easily. "I guess this is the time" you say to yourself. 

You took out your knife and examined it. You could hear your friends call out your name. You lifted your shirt up to reveal your stomach, then without hesitation you strike yourself across the stomach.

You groan and wince in pain. The tide started to rise and the salt water hit your bloody stomach. It stung really bad. You needed to get out of the sea. You tried to swim to shore. Your arms flailing around until your feet were able to reach the ground. You limped to shore and right as you got to dry sand, you collapsed.

"Hey!" came a voice. It sounded like Brenda. "I found her!" 
She ran to you. You were coughing up water and blood. "Oh my god! Vince! She needs help!"
You could see a bunch of bodies running towards you. "She still has time." you hear Vince say. Then you were picked up and carried to the medical tent right before you passed out.

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You wake up with a gasp in a cold sweat. "What? What? What is it love?" came a very familiar voice to your ears. You turn to you left to see Newt, who was shirtless and had a groggy, but worried look upon him. "Oh...nothing." you say. "Just a bad dream."
"You're okay, love." Newt went to you and gave you a kiss on your head. 

You got up and went to see what Frypan was cooking in the kitchen tent. Your favorite, bacon and eggs! "Hey, Fry." you say happily. "Hey, Y/N." said Fry. "Got your favorite." he handed you a plate of bacon and eggs. You went go sit down. There they all were.

Gally, Minho, Thomas, Brenda, Aris, Sonya, Harriet, Jorge, Vince, and of course Newt. You smiled and went to join them. There voices echoed "Good morning" to you and you said it back. "How's it going, Y/N?" Jorge asked. "Oh, you know. Happy we're still safe...here in the Safe Haven." you chuckled nervously.  

"Something the matter, Y/N?" Aris asked. "Quite the opposite." you reply. "I'm just so happy!" you threw your arms in the air like a dork and put your arms around Minho and Newt. "Glad to hear, Y/N." Minho said awkwardly. 

You finished your breakfast faster than anyone else and went to take a walk. Everyone was working, smiles on their faces. You've never seen it before. Not that you could remember anyway. You felt overjoyed that you were only dreaming. It was just a dream, right? How could you be so sure that it was a dream and not that this right here, right now was actually a dream. That this is a dream you were having after you passed out from the stab?

The thought left you worried.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A/N: WELCOME BACK MY PRECIOUS GREENIES! AND WELCOME TO THE SEQUAL OF MY NEWT X READER!!!! HOPE YALL ENJOYED MY OTHER BOOK AND MY NEW CHAPTER!

Hope it wasn't too dark, if it was, I apologize, I'm just trying to add some more plot twist to it and such.

I'll leave ya too it!
~Mer-Bear