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

Part 20: Closer

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"Is that even possible? If~" I couldn't bring myself to say something like it.

Mary understood, finishing my sentence,
"You mean if Newt is the one who impregnated you?"

I nod, "Could the baby have it too? And me?"

"I don't know much about the flare but let's hope not." She speaks.

Great, another thing to worry about in the back of my mind. Either way, we have to get to WICKED
and soon. I know Newt is getting sicker by the minute. He was just playing tough,
staying strong for me.

We get back in the vehicle,
"Everything alright?" Jorge asks.

"Fine." I answer.

He pulls back on to the road and we continue our journey. Newt pulled me close. I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers. His sleeve was slightly rolled up.

I caught my eyes staring at the black and blue veins.

He notices and distracts me with a kiss.

"So uhm." Jorge clears his throat, "Nevermind."

I lean back into my seat. This was the most boring ride of our lives.

We just need to get to the base, get Teresa back on our side, travel to WCKD, rescue Minho and end this, once and for all.

The stress I was under made me think,
Was I ready for a child?
Would Thomas stay with me?
Would Newt want to be involved?

I have to tell Thomas. When it's right.
I've made up my mind, I will tell him.

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"Newt?" I whisper,

"Yes love?"

"I have to tell him, about the baby."

"Yeah." He pauses, "What are you going to tell him though? That it's his?"

"I don't know." I sigh.

"You'll figure it out." He reassures.

"What if I don't?"

"You will."

I nod, maybe he's right. I couldn't keep this going forever, one way or another. This was going to end.
I would choose, and it will be the right decision.

The only thing I was sure about was, my head hurt like hell. The worst headache I've ever had. I closed my eyes and tried to relax the rest of the ride.

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