Thomas' POV
George ran into the room. He took a hesitant step toward his friend, a tear dancing in his eyes, threatening to spill over the top.
"Hermano." He whispered, cradling his friend's head.
I looked to Newt, he watched on, a disturbed lolner haunted his beautiful face. His gaze met mine and I was met with unmistakable tears brimming his eyes. He reached for my hand before giving it a tight squeeze.
I felt my face flood with heat out of resentment and remorse.
How could I be so selfish?
Was I really about to just dump out the poor man as if he were nothing?
Slowly, I approached them.
"When we reach the safe haven we'll hold a proper burial in honor of him."
I promised.
George only nodded in response, his full attention now back on his friend.
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Newt and I gathered all the gladers, word got out about the crank and everyone was on edge. I barely had my foot through the door when arms snaked their way around my foot, I peered down with a frown only to have my frown replaced with a stupid grin, it was Lucy.
I ruffled her hair and attempted to walk. I landed up dragging my foot along as Lucy giggled heartily.
Eventually, I made it to the center of the room.
Out the corner of my eye, I watched as Gigi annoyed the klunk out of Chuck, he seemed upset but I could see him struggling to hold back the smile.
"Ok, listen up you guys!" I exclaimed to be heard over the anxious rumbles reverberating around the room. Shockingly, my voice never quaked even though the anxiety attempted to crawl out.
"I know everyones a little spooked but"
"Spooked?! I klunked my pants!" Chuck cried out, his statement was followed by thunderous laughter from the crowd.
You could always count on Chucky to lighten the mood.
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Together At Last
FanfictionNewtmas fan fiction Thomas and the others made it to the safe haven but He cant seem get over the loss of his friends. During the first night he has a strange dream and when he rises the next morning he's transported to somewhere else entirely and...
