Thomas don't lie to me

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(Minho's point of view)

Thomas wants to tell me something and he looks like hes going to vomit so I focus only on him to see if he pukes because it would make my day.
"Well come on slinthead get on with it " I said trying to hurry it up a bit .
"What would you say if I saw Newt again " I let out a howling laugh.
"Well I would say you were the luckest shank in shankworld because no one can come back from the dead and they would never come and visit the one who killed them." It started out as a joke and became real serious real quick . I think I just ruined the chances of hearing the rest of what this shank had to say.
"Why would you say that Thomas ?. Why would you at you saw a dead guy ?!!"
"Because I did Minho !!! I saw him last night !!!!."
"What is wrong with you Thomas !!!!. Newt, h-he is dead you got that!!! You killed him !!!! ...Newt has been dead a year and I only found out by following you to the memorial where you told a rock and not me !!!!"
"I needed to tell someone Minho, it was killing me inside and out and you know it !"
"Yeah I do, but your still here and Newts not and now your saying he came back to you !. Well let me ask you this, why didn't he come back to me !!!" I screamed .
I know I have always been a hothead but I have never been this mad I'm sure. I stood up to leave bit turned back to him.
"You wanna know the real reason I came up here? . I came up here to say sorry and forgive you for what you did to Newt because I know how bad he was . But now after you told me this, no I can never trust you again."
"Minho!!"
"No!!! Thomas No !!!"
"Look out Minho !!!!!!"
I looked up in time to see a huge thunderstorm had come over us and I was about to be fryed by lightning again. I didn't want to go through that pain again so I dive and roll to get out of the way . I managed to move about a meter out of the way before the ground was fried.
"Whoa . I bet your gonna tell me that was Newt right !!!!" I shook my head and ran to the chill out hut before I get fried , behind me was Thomas right on my heels.

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