Newtmas - What happens in the glade...

DIE!

I woke up on the glade floor, memories of last night rushing back to me. My head ached. I saw Newt was beside me, shirtless I rolled over and stroked his cheek with my finger. "Morning, love". I purred. Newts eyes shot open, they were bloodshot. He whipped his head to the side and flung on top of me. Newt tightened his grip around my neck and squeezed. "DIE!" He yelled. "DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE!!" His words lingered in the air. Kyle ran to my aid, prying Newts fingers off my throat. I gasped for air and saw Newt tackle Kyle. The little boy was much to weak, to beat Newt in a fight. I pulled Newt off the stunned child. "Alby! Help me, Newts gone bonkers!" I called for help. Alby held half on Newt down while I held the other. "No! Thomas is the bugging monster!" Newt yelled. "Newt, something's gotten inside your head...he's 'your Tommy', remember?" Newt continued to thrash around on the ground as Alby and I carried him away to the pit.
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Newt sat in the pit, shaking. "Newt, you okay?" Minho sat down outside the door. Newt continued to shake. "Its Thomas, he's a killer, and awful person, he doesn't deserve life." Newt retorted monotonely. Minho blinked away the shock. "You are not Newt. You call Thomas 'Tommy' and you love him." Newt looked up a Minho. "Your right I'm not Newt." He sneered. Minho shook his head. "I'm not sure how you got inside Newts head, but watch what you say you could hurt Thomas." Newt laughed. "Uhm hello? I'm Trying to!"
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I crouched down, seeing Newt sitting in a corner. "Your lucky your in the body of someone so hot, otherwise I would have let them banish you." Newt shuddered. "Who are you? What happened to Newt?" Newt scooted forward. "Oh, Tom." He chuckled. "If only you guys could get your dumb memories back." He took a breath. "You and I worked with the creators together, we were partners. I actually called you Tom, instead of Thomas. We grew close, but you had become an emotional wreck when they sent your boyfriend into the maze." I was shocked. "Who was that"? I asked. "Newt." he said gesturing his body. "You wanted to 'join him' , 'be with him' and you lost it when he tried to kill himself". He continued. "My brother had a heart-attack at that moment, but everyone was so concerned about you and your stupid Newt living that by the time they got to my brother it was too late." I blinked back a tear. "I'm so sorry." I croaked. Newt looked at me with distgust. "That's right, Tom. You killed ol'Dougs brother". So it was Doug inside Newt's head. Then Doug reached for a shard of glass on the ground. "You killed someone I love, let me kill someone you love". He growled, lifting the glass to his stomach and pushing it in.