Thomas and I travelled to a fallen log a ways away from the bonfire, allowing the faint flames to be our light. We sat for a long moment in silence, and as I looked at Thomas, with his head hanging low, I had a wave of déjà vu. It was like we were in the glade again. It felt so long ago that I had met Thomas. My gaze didn't shift when he met my eyes. He looked so tired and worn out, and I guess that was necessary. Thomas finally broke the silence and said so low, that it sounded like a whisper to himself, "I can't believe you're here Newt. What I did-"
"Tommy, don't. I don't want to talk about what happened. I'm just happy to see your shank face again."
Thomas laughed softly and turned to look towards the fire. I followed his gaze to Nora, who was laughing with Minho and Frypan. I was glad to see her so comfortable and happy.
"How did she do it?" Thomas asked in disbelief.
"What?," I questioned as I took a sip from the mason jar," Save me? I have no clue. She's brilliant."
Thomas looked pale against the orange light, and I could sense something was wrong. But he answered my question before I could open my mouth.
"I've had nightmares about you every night. It's the same thing, the same way it happened."
"Tommy-"
"I fucking killed you. I felt the knife impale you!" He cried, shaking as his eyes turned glossy. "I couldn't stop thinking about you Newt. No matter how hard I tried to forgive myself. Nothing could take away the image of you falling to the ground."
I didn't know what to do or say, so I stayed quiet as my friend finally exploded into a crying, quivering mess. Thomas fell into my arms and gripped my body tightly.
"Don't ever leave Newt. I can't lose anymore friends. You guys are everything to me." He cried into my jacket.
I embraced him, feeling sympathy and only realizing then, that my best friend had no choice but to kill me. He had no choice because I let myself slip away. Maybe I should've died. But I didn't need comfort now, not when Thomas was breaking apart in my arms. I held onto him, hoping to hug him tight enough to put him back together.
"Don't worry Tommy, I'm never leaving."
Maybe I'm a pussy but I almost cried writing this because I was imagining them meeting again and Thomas feeling so guilty for what he did. 😭
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The Safe Haven
FanfictionWhen a girl finds a boy in the burning city and riots of the streets, he appears to be dead. However, his eyes dart up to her and his lips mutter one word. "Tommy" This is a sequel, of my own, to The Death Cure. If you haven't seen it DO NOT READ. S...
