Mr. Cure ~ Thomas x reader x Newt (book 3)

Part 17: Hidden

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"I should uhm~ probably go."
I pull my shirt back over my head and onto my body.

When he doesn't respond I turn to walk back to the group.

"Y/n wait!"

"Yeah?" I turn around.

"I love you too." He smirks.

I smile in return, walking back to the group.
They were already gathering around, talking to each other. Thomas, Gally, Brenda, Lawrence, Frypan, and now myself.

When I approach Thomas immediately questions me, "Where have you been?!" He asks.

"Well I didn't plan on telling you I was vomiting my guts out." More like getting my guts pounded out.
"So I had to clean up." I make up a quick excuse,

Thomas pulls me away from the rest of them.
Just then Newt walks back to the group, about five minutes after I did. Thomas and him make tense eye contact as he walks past.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Thomas asks me.

"Yes, I just really want Minho back." I sigh,

"We all do, I promise you y/n, we'll get him back."

I pull him into a tight hug, "Thank you Tommy."
He takes my hand and leads me back to the group.
They were already discussing their plan.

Myself, Thomas, Newt and Fry would go in together.
My plan was to get the cure, for Newt.
The three boys would rescue Minho.
Gally and Brenda would make a distraction.
Jorge would fly the aircraft in case things went down south. Lawrence would drive the bus, to help rescue the children.

"Good, so when are we going?" I ask,

"Tomorrow morning." Lawrence answers.

"WHAT!? No, you have no idea what they're doing to him in there! You don't understand! We have to get him out now."

"Why's that y/n, you would know. He's your father."
Gally taunts me.

"He's not, it's a lie. That's not true! It's impossible."

Surely I didn't know if it was actually true or not. I just prayed it wasn't , that he could never really be my father, I would never take after a man like him.

"You don't know that." He fires back,

"Yeah but I~"

Gally cuts me off again, "How do we know you weren't working with him?!"

Thomas steps in front of me, "Fuck off."

"And you Thomas! You worked for them!"

"He doesn't anymore! He saved your ass!" I defend.
"Why do you hate us so much Gally?"

He just rolls his eyes, "I'm only doing this for Minho, not for you." He walks away. Heading off for bed.
It was getting pretty late by now.

Part of me wanted to sleep next to Newt tonight.
One by one everyone walks away to their tents,
Thomas grabs my hand ready to leave as well.

"Wait, Newt. Can I talk to you?"

Thomas gives me a look,
"Just for a moment, go lay down, I'll be back soon."

Thomas looks at Newt giving him a glare,
before grabbing my face and kissing me roughly.

When we pull away I speak,
"Okay go." I smile.
And with that he heads off to our tent.
Proud of himself.

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Me and Newt walk off together in the night.

"What did you want to talk about?" He asks,

"I don't know actually just about how I feel."
I look at the ground, kicking a rock in the dirt.
"You're a good listener."

"And he isn't?" He teases.

"It's different with him." I reply.

"We both know I'm practically dying right now so if he's a safety net for you, I understand."

"It's not like that."

"Then how is it y/n, please, tell me."

"I don't know." I sigh. "There's a cure out there for you." "And with me being pregnant.." I pause,
"I thought I was over you but, I'm not anymore,
This baby could be yours."

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