Newt x reader - Loves Touch

Immune...

I sit; sit so nervous that all my thoughts are chewing at my brain. I don't identify what to do. Now crouching down I move my shaking hands to my knees. This can't be happening... I ferociously smash my fist to the floor. Why us? I bash it again, Why my friends? And again, why the person I love? My tear falls. It hits the ground; I watch it flatten with its top layer breaking, just like me. I move my quivering hands, my finger, touching the tear. I stumble, focusing on rat man. I get up and all of a sudden truth hits me. My quivering lip moves as I whisper the words, "What if I'm not immune..." I crumble to the floor again. I lift my head this time, listening, seeing if I have any hope to grasp hold to. I hear a girl to my left she's crying, she mustn't be immune. More break downs around me. That's when I hear it, the one thing I can't stand to hear, "(Y/N)" he lingers on the last letter, "You are not immune." I tremor when I inhale, My lungs tighten. Maybe I should die now... My vision blurs, I can't stand it. Newt comes; He pulls on my shoulders and tries to lift my head. I slash it down, away from me. My fist clenches. Newt grabs my hand,

"I'll protect you; I'll stay by your side every single second. I don't bloody care! You're alive for a reason. I love you. Please, you have to promise me! Promise me you'll never lose hope!" My head hangs low. He shouts at me, "PROMISE ME!" lifting my head, I look at him. His eyes lost in hatred and anger. His breathing is fast and heavy. He is not the Newt I know. It leaves me with no hope, just fear. I turn his face holding it in my hands. His expression softens, "I promise." I kiss him; He lingers on it, More than ever. I need something, someone to help me. I can't just give up. I have to do this; I have to go out into the scorch. I have to find W.I.C.K.E.D; I have to kill their leader. My heart pounds in my chest. I start to weave my hand in his hair. He pulls me closer. I smell his essence, fresh wood and pine forests. It comforts me, we part lips and I rest my head on his chest. I know it and he does too. Whatever's out there, we can't stop it.

Rat man raises a hand, "silence!" No one listens, "I told you, Shut up!" Still people ignore him. I look to the back of the room and threw the iron bars of the window, a mangled hand stretches through. I see bone on half of it, dried black skin on the other. I shout as loud as humanly possible,

"Get away from the fucking window!" my scream shakes and sounds weak, my crying doesn't help. I grab a chair, lifting it above my head. Tears form in my eyes again. I smash the chair into the hand. Only it breaks. The thing cry's out a vicious scream. And just like that, all hell breaks loose.

I hear girls, boys yelling screaming, as these death-defying monsters. Scratch at the walls, screaming, are they screaming in pain? I shake my head and turn going to ask rat man what to do, but he's gone. I twist to see Newt he smashes the creature with another chair. I run to him grabbing his arm and yell, "What are you doing! It'll just kill you!" He resists my touch, hitting the hand again. "NEWT!" I scream this time. He turns to me. He has puffy eyes, He's crying. I drag him back and we cradle into the corner of the room.

"We need to get to another room." I nod and we run out yelling to others as we go, telling them to hide. Everyone listens and in a matter of seconds the room is silent, no sound other than the yells of decaying people, scratching at the brick and metal bars, protecting us all.

Dredd, it's all I feel tonight. The Creatures still scratch along the walls, screeching. If Newt is here or not the only thing I can think about is what will happen tomorrow? Will we leave to the scorch? Will we find Teresa? Will these things break in? That's when something strange happens. like my brain is being commanded, I fall asleep.

Waking, I scream as I wake. Worried I'm about to be killed. When I realise all I hear is silence. Their gone. I stand up with my shaking legs. Something drips from the wall. It's red and thick. It's blood... Frozen I realise something is written in blood, "We're Cranks! Come join the FAMILY (Y/N)!"

Cranks. They're called cranks and they want me to join them.

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Dunnn Dunn Dunnn Ok so that was really heart breaking I actual cried when I was writing this. CYA readers. W.I.C.K.E.D is good.