Something flares across his handsome features, but his bright smile doesn't waver, he cups both of my cheeks within his dirty hands, which are rough from the months of hard work "yes, Love, I'm here, I'm real and I'm never letting you out of my sight again", he guides his face towards mine to link our lips together, but I groan, allowing my head to hang weakly within his grasp "let's get you out of here, Love", I smile faintly towards him, unable to prevent my lids from drooping "Tommy, get the saw!", I pinch my lids together, caught in between conscious and unconscious. I suddenly detect myself falling forward, only for a pair of hands to catch me, unable to discern my reality, I thrash weakly in my captor's hold "it's okay, Love, I got you", I continue to struggle, but cease as soon as the bright, warm light of the Sun beams down upon me, warming my numb senses, awakening my addled mind and rejuvenating my stiffened bones, I cuddle into the chest of however is carrying me, certain I'm deceased "Rose?", with weary lids, I gaze at a brunnet boy that hovers his face over my own. Familiar, friendly brown orbs gaze down at me, my loitering mind is sluggish to process who is hovering over me, but a weak smile stretches my lips "Thomas", the boy chuckles tearily as he stares down at me in relief "we thought you were dead" he informs me as he caresses a loose lock of my hair behind my ear, my smile widens as faint tingles spread throughout my entire body "you can't get rid of me that easily", the last thing I espy is his cordial smile before I'm unable to endure any longer, easily succumbing, everything goes dark.
Newt's Point Of View
Words can't describe what I feel right now, when I heard her voice outside the car in our attempt to save Minho, I dismissed it as my mind being mischevious again, for it wouldn't have been the first time, but when I flickered my gaze over the passengers of the car we had obtained from the train and spotted her familiar, long brown locks at the back, I was overcome with joy, I dashed for her, ignoring my wounded leg in fear the hallucination would disappear, but as I lifted her head to gaze at her features, my joy faded. A violent storm of emotions crashed down upon my shoulders as my eyes gazed at her horrible state, confusion as to how I was staring at her flickered across my face as I glanced over her features again to ensure I wasn't hallucinating, anger boiled within as I noted how frighteningly thin she was, sorrow as I saw her struggle to merely smile at me, but overjoyed as I witnessed her tired chestnut eyes sparkle slightly upon seeing my face, I also couldn't prevent the little bit of pride that occured when she also assumed she was hallucinating. And also when she joked to Tommy in her own special, yet familiar, way, but I can't deny how much she has changed, even as I gaze at her now, her fearfully thin body settled upon the makeshift bed in our quaint hospital after I demanded for some Medicals to help her, I notice how much she has changed, her hair's much longer than the last time my eyes gazed upon her, her body's painted purple and blue like unspoken horrors chiseled into her skin, her bones protrude in a way that it appears she's barely held together. Dark bruises of unspeakable fatigue surround her shut lids, she realeases shallow, short breaths, her chest not rising, as if she struggles to breathe, her brows are creased in pain, as if merely laying there was somehow harming her, she groans softly, her hands curl into the thin sheet I placed over her when I noted how cold she was, instinctively, my hand obtains her small, boney one, ignoring her glacial tips, I rub her skin soothingly "it's okay, Love, I'm here, you're safe", I watch as she instantly relaxes, the subtle smile tugging at her lips rooting my own. But tears surface and my smile begins to slowly break, unable to gaze at her, I lower my head and begin to sob, releasing all the emotions that I've hidden within, my tears are a celebration and a mourning, a mourning for her broken state and for the many nights I almost lost myself because I didn't have her, all the screams of agony that followed after the persistent nightmare of that terrible night when her last breath was taken, all the anger that I directed to my friends because I was angry at everything, the world, the Flare, but most of all WICKED. The intense depression I was subjected to, but my tears are also a celebration, I have a reason to eat, to leave my tent, to even bother getting up from my bed, I don't have to fake a brave face, I don't have to cowardly hide from everything anymore, she makes me brave, with trembling lips, I scoot my chair closer to her, resting my forehead against her own "please be okay, Love", the whisper is weak, I'm aware she might not hear me, but at that moment, it's just me and her, as it always has been. "I can't lose you again", I press my lips against her skin, allowing my tears to trickle onto her, making it appear as if she too were crying with me "I care about you too much", I link my lips with her cold, frighteningly still ones, savoring the familiar taste of her sweet lips, I wouldn't call it a link, like the many we shared, my lips barely brush against her own, but as they do, a memory crashes into my skull and three important words leave my lips even before I can stop them "I love you" .
Author's info- Hello, my fellow reader!! BOOM! Another amazing chapter and amazing cliffhanger!! OMG, I AM ABSOLUTELY CRYING RIGHT NOW AT THIS POINT! THIS CHAPTER IS SO SAD, AND THEN THE PICTURE AT THE BEGINNING!! I CAN'T! TOO MANY FEELS! I hope you guys feel the same way, and as promised, the little surprise you have been waiting for!! I wrote in Newt's point of view once again, only to spice things up a bit and also make the chapter have more meaning!! I hope you guys loved it as much as I loved writing it!! Unfortunately, this is the last time I will be writing in his point of view, I know, I hate it too, but from now on will be in Rose's point of view, after the next chapter of course, so cherish it while it lasts!! And although we won't be reading Newt's point of view anymore, I decided to make up for it with Rose being fiesty (wink, wink)!! And don't worry, we got some super juicy stuff headed our way, so prepare yourselves!! I hope you guys are loving the book as much as I am writing it! If you are smash that voting star, leave a comment, share your critique if you have any and share this book with everyone you know!! I really want to see this book take off!! Especially since it's by far the most important book in the series!! Well, I gotta go, the next chapter won't write itself! I love you guys! Stay safe and healthy! Later reader!!
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