Happy Endings... - Newt x Reader | Book 3

Chapter 7

"Are you okay," I ask as I help the boy balance on his feet and slide his bag onto his back.

"Yeah... I'm just-" He gets cut off by a loud shriek. The blonde reaches his hand to the holster of his gun, only to realize it's not there. Thomas urges Fry to hurry up, but the boy reaches back into the car.

"Fry, now's not the time! We gotta go, man," I rush him as I keep my gaze on the Crank. Suddenly, it starts running, full sprint towards us. I reach my hand down to my pistol but before I can take it out, Newt wraps his arms around me and pulls me back. Fry appears in front of me with a shotgun and shoots at the Crank, it immediately falling to the ground as he does so.

More screams echo from down the tunnel and we turn to see several Cranks rushing towards us. Newt grabs onto my hand and pulls me backwards as we all start running in the opposite direction. I toss the backpacks to Thomas and Fry as they sling it over their shoulders.

Thomas makes an abrupt stop after we run for a bit, and we all notice a group of Cranks running towards us from that direction as well. We're surrounded. Fry and I start shooting at the Cranks behind us as Thomas looks around desperately for an escape.

"I'm out," Fry shouts.

I continue shooting at the group, landing each of my bullets in a Crank's head. Every shot counts. I keep shooting but after a few more shots, all I hear is a click when I try shooting again. Newt notices this and grabs ahold of my hand, pulling me close to him as we group up around each other.

"What a fun day guys," I remark with an annoyed tone. I reach down to the holster on my left calf that holds another clip, and reload my gun. As soon as I point it towards the Cranks, a loud honk sounds from that direction and a truck bursts through the crowd. 

It stops right next to us as Brenda pops up from the top, "Get in!"

Newt and I climb into the middle seats as Fry and Thomas climb into the back. A sigh of relief comes out of me as Jorge floors the gas pedal and we make our way out of the tunnel. My head drops onto Newt's shoulder as the boy lets out a light chuckle. But his smile goes away almost instantly as his eyes land on the top of my head.

I reach my hand up and touch it, blood staining my fingers. The short-lived celebration and stress from inside the tunnel made us all forget about the injury on my head. Newt starts digging into his backpack and pulls out a rag before dabbing it on my head and cleaning off all the blood.

"Brenda," the boy calls to her. "Do you by chance have some water and another rag?"

The girl turns around, noticing the situation and immediately giving the boy the items he requested. Newt pulls away the rag he had, as its all covered in blood now. He wets the rag Brenda gave him and cleans off my face more thoroughly before pushing it to the source of pain, putting pressure on it. His messy, sandy blond hair parts over his face and sticks up everywhere as his eyes stay concentrated on his task. He looks even cuter as he focuses on tending to my wound--like his attention and care is fixated on me and me alone. He cares about my safety so much.

"What happened, Clem," Brenda asks me.

"You okay, mija," Jorge butts in as well. Thomas and Fry peak their heads in to watch the situation as well.

"Yeah," I mumble, not taking my eyes off of Newt's concentrated face. "I hit my head when our rover flipped over."

Newt pulls the rag away and meets my eyes, "You have band-aids and bandages in your bag, right?" I nod at the boy as he picks up my backpack and looks through it. He pauses before pulling out my camera and showing it to me. "Do you bring this everywhere?"