Newt Imagines

newt imagine two

Teresa was prettier. Skinner but at the same time curvier. Smaller but at the same time more full. She was everything you dreamed to be and the moment she arrived, you were a thing of the past. All the boys had forgotten about you. Even Newt who was your best friend. He had spent Teresa's first day following her like an adoring puppy.

"Hey Newt!" You called out. He was leaning against his rake, talking to Teresa. He turned his head and gave you a quick wave before returning to Teresa.

You let out a deflated sigh and felt your heart sink. You walked back to where all the other Builders were and found them to be talking about Teresa which pissed you off even more. You went back to hammering nails into the Homestead next to the only person who was still working; Gally.

"Hey Y/N. You seen that new girl Teresa? She's shucking hot, huh? Everybody's betting that her and Newt are gonna do it by next week." He said and let out a high pitched giggle. You gripped your hammer so tight that your knuckles went white.

"Yes Gally. She's gorgeous. Absolutely amazing." You said, pounding in the same nail over and over again with every word.

That night at dinner you didn't feel like eating. You sat down with your bowl of food like everyone else but only ate a bite. You sat inbetween Minho and Thomas who talked about Teresa over your shoulder which you got tired of. You dumped out your food and then went straight to bed. The next morning you still weren't hungry. You sat, didn't eat, and then threw your food away. This ritual continued for about a week and a half.

One day you woke up, gasping through the pain. You could barely move. You rolled onto your side and let out a cough, blood splattering the floor. You felt exhausted even though you had gone to bed early the previous night and the pain surely wouldn't let you go back to sleep. You tried to push yourself into a sitting position but became dizzy within seconds, flopping onto the bed and sending a fresh spurt of blood into the air. After five minutes of this, you started crying. The pain hurt too bad and you didn't want anybody to find you like this. Just something else to compare you and perfect Teresa to. It was too late. You heard a soft knock on the door and a voice asking,

"Y/N? Can I come in? Gally's been wondering where the bloody hell you've been."
Newt. You tried to stifle your sobs before answering.

"Please go away Newt." You gasped out quickly before a sob tore through your lips.

"Y/N? I'm coming in okay!" He called through the door before pushing it open. The moment he saw you his eyes and mouth flew open. You had your own blood splattered around your mouth, your hair brittle and thin, probably weighing fifteen pounds less than two weeks ago but he wouldn't have noticed. Now, this was the price you were paying for it.

"Y/N what the hell happened to you?" He breathed out, helping you to sit up in bed, sending a fresh wave of pain through your stomach and making you cry out.

"Oh shuck...I should take you to the Med Jacks. First tell me what happened. Did someone come in here earlier?" He demanded, looking angrier. On an impulse, you grabbed his hand in your own before responding. Feeling surprised when he curled his fingers around yours.

"No Newt. Nobody came. I did this." You said in a whisper with a grimace of pain.

"You? Why would you buggin' do this to yourself?" He asked confused. You let out a sigh. There was no going back now.

"I haven't been....eating right lately. I've just been depressed because of Teresa and all the attention she's been getting." And then winced realizing how childish it sounded. Before Newt responded, you blurted it out.

"And because of you Newt." You said and then flushed red with embarrassment. Another spasm of pain went through your stomach and you felt a new stream of tears go down your face. Newt was just staring at you though, not seeming to have noticed.

"Y/N I'm going to get you some bloody food and you're going to eat every bite." He said firmly before rushing out of the room. You felt a wave of sadness overlap the pain. He obviously knew what you meant and didn't feel the same way.

To your surprise, it wasn't Newt who came back into the room with a bowl of food, it was Teresa. She had one hand covering her mouth and another with a bowl of food in it that made your mouth water. Tears were streaming down her face. She sat on the bed and put the bowl of food in your lap.

"Y/N I am so sorry. When Newt told me I couldn't believe that it was true. You shouldn't have done it." She tried to grab your hands in hers but you moved them away. You were angry that Newt had told her. Now Teresa would think you were immature. You swallowed a sob.
Well I am. I starved myself because a boy didn't like me.

You thought, not wanting to admit it to Teresa. Somehow, uncanningly, she seemed to realize it.

"You love him don't you?" Teresa asked with a small smile on your face. You turned bright red and tried to scoot away from her, grimacing as a new shock of pain went through you.

"Don't you?" You coughed out.

"Well maybe at first." Teresa said thoughtfully as you fought the urge to punch her.

"But then when he came up to me, talking about how he was nervous about this girl he liked and had been dreaming of another girl to come up so he could get some advice, I got a hint of who he really wanted." Teresa said and the urge to punch her miraculously vanished. You were shocked.

"Newt...said that?" You gasped out. Before Teresa could respond, another voice did,

"Yeah. I did." You both turned to see Newt standing in the doorway, hands in his pockets, and nervous smile on his face. Teresa gave your hands a quick squeeze before standing up and darting out the door. She brushed Newt's shoulder with her hand before she left. Newt gave you crooked smile.

"So? What do you think?"