Your POV
It'd been 5 months since Newt had cheated on me with Kya. I guess I was doing okay. I stopped crying 24/7 after about 3 months. I kinda expected I wasn't good enough. Everyone told me I was plenty good enough but for me I wasn't. I was a worthless piece of klunk.
If I'm being completely honest quit a few times I've wanted to "accidentally" run into a crank or "accidentally" slice my neck with a crop machete. I know how horrible that sounds but we're being honest right?
"Y/N!" I heard someone shout behind me. For a minute I thought it was Chuck. I knew it wasn't though. Chuck was dead. I wanted to be dead.
"If your not Thomas, Minho, or Chuck get the shuck away from me." I said as I didn't take my eyes off the wood I was sharpening.
"What about if my name starts with a N and ends with a ewt?" The person said. Dammit it was Newt.
"Get away." I groaned.
"Why?" Newt asked innocently.
"REALLY?!? DID YOU JUST ASK ME WHY?" I screamed an turned to face him.
"Wha-" he looked taken aback by my outburst. Now that I think about it, we haven't talked since I caught him with Kya. I wouldn't talk to him.
"Y-you cheated on me Newt." I said as my eyes were instantly becoming full of water. I sat down where I had been before and looked at my hands. He used to touch my hands. Then I looked at the plain ground beneath me.
"Y/N I- It was so long ago-"
"Don't apologize."
"But I'm-"
"Stop. I don't want to hear it. I just want to be happy again." I silently cried.
"I can make you happy again Y/N.." Newt whispered sitting next to me.
"No you can't." I said sobbing. "Only three people have ever been able to not including y-you. Chuck. He's gone. Thomas. He's busy. Minho. He's busy too. You see where this is going?"
"Stop it."
"W-What."
"Stop being this way. Acting like you've never hurt anyone. Like everyone else has never been hurt. WE'VE ALL BEEN BLOODY HURT Y/N!" Newt yelled at me as he got to his feet again.
"B-But I-"
"SHUT UP!" He screamed throwing his hands in the air. "WHY HAVEN'T YOU KILLES YOURSELF YET IS A MYSTERY" He said viciously. Then it seemed like he realized what he said. He looked down at himself. Backed away from me. He looked like he was loosing it. Like he was being controlled.
"Y/N.. I swear that-that stuff. It's not t-true.."
I got up and ran as quick as I could. I was getting out of there. I was gonna run far far away until nothing would ever faze me again.
I sobbed as I thought about my little brother Chuck. He was really gone. He couldn't pretend to be tough anymore. He couldn't cuddle me to sleep. He was gone. And honestly, Thomas seemed gone too. And so did Minho.
My thoughts distracted me. I tripped over a log and the ground got closer and closer. But before I hit the ground everything went black.
I felt nothing.
Finally.
