It's okay until it isn't

Safe Haven

"Teresa! Teresa, answer me!"

I put a hand on his shoulder

"She's gone. She wanted to save you, so let's not throw away her sacrifice."

Thomas looked one last time at the rock that had ended Teresa's life, and nodded. I all but shoved him out of the flat-trans. At least he landed on his feet. I made the mistake of looking back one last time, then, then being propelled forward by an explosion, and let out a mix between a gasp and a scream. I landed on my back, uncoinsus.

When I woke up I was in the same spot I had landed, but had many people leaning over me. They were all girls.

Group B for you.

". . .What happened?"

One of the girls, I think she said her name was Harriet, answered

"You got knocked back from an explosion."

It all came flooding back to me. Newt! Where was Newt? Was he okay? I bolted upright, looking around, and Harriet put her hands on my shoulders

"You're okay, you made it, you're safe now."

I pushed her hands off and stood up, still glancing around wildly.

"No, no that's not it. Where's Newt? Is he okay?"

The girls looked confused

"Newt?"

I sighed

"Yes Newt! He was the person laying over there, unconscious, blond."

Harriets eyes lit up

"Oh, yes, he's fine. You med-jacks and our medics are checking him out now. He's still unconscious though."

Okay, well that was a plus. Not dead yet. I nodded, and started walking away in a daze, a little unsteady, but other than that, fine. I knew they wouldn't let me see Newt, so why should I even try? I walked past Brenda, who was just staring off in a certain direction. I turned to look at what she was staring at, and saw Thomas, sitting at the edge of a cliff, looking out at the ocean.

The ocean.

I don't think I'd ever seen it before. . .

I sat down next to Thomas, and dangled my legs over the edge of the cliff

"Hey, how are you doing, Thomas?"

Thomas shrugged, and didn't break eye contact with the ocean

"I don't really know, I mean. . .she betrayed me, then she saved me. I've always liked her, but don't know what to think anymore."

I nodded.

"Well, how did you feel around her?"

Thomas got a far away look in his eyes

"I don't know, happy, understood, you know, stuff like that."

I put my hands on my knees

"I'm sorry about. . .you know, but I think Teresa would want you to keep living. She sacrificed herself for you."

Thomas shrugged

"I know, it's just, I felt so close to her, even though I only knew her for so long."

I glanced over behind my shoulder, and saw everyone else consoling and cheering each other on.

"You'll still have us, I know Brenda wants to help you and-"

"She isn't her."

"What?"

Thomas put his head in his hands