Newt X Reader

13. Sand Dunes

And (Y/N) was taking deep breaths as she leaned her head back against the wall...

I dont think she was taking the heat too well...

Aris was sitting on the ground with his legs cross, trying to get the last few drops of his water from his bottle.

Thomas had followed Teresa to gaze back at the city...

I couldn't hear their conversation and after sitting for a few minutes in silence I finally yelled,

"Hows it looking!?"

At them, I was referring to the WICKED compound... how far they think we were.

"Its good."

Thomas replied going back to his conversation with Teresa.

I rolled my eyes and glanced at (Y/N),

I walked over to her and placed my hand on her cheek,

She was hot... boiling.

"Love you dont look so great."

Her eyes were sunken and dark bags were beneath them on her sickly pale skin.

She gave me a smirk and rolled her eyes,

"I'm fine Newt besides I-"

"WINSTON-"

We all spun to see Fry and Aris rip the gun out of Winston's hands.

He was sobbing...

Thomas and Teresa rushed over,

"What's going on!?"

"The bloody shank tried to kill himself!"

Fry screamed!

I glanced at Thomas and then back to Winston.

"Its... spreading..."

He lifted his shirt...

The black veins from before were spreading up his chest and shoulders, the three black claw marks now looked like 3 holes in his stomach.

I tried not to gag at the sight.

"...I'm not gonna make it..."

He said, I could see the tears in his eyes.

(Y/N) looked like she was about to scream as she dropped to her knees beside Winston.

He smiled at her,

"...you were a really good slicer you shank... you're tough... dont go- go crying on me now..."

I could see (Y/N) eyes glitter but no tears fell as I crouched beside her.

I gently took the gun from Fry and placed it in Winston's hands...

"...thank- thank you Newt."

All I could do was nod as I helped (Y/N) to her feet, grab our bags and start walking away,

I attempted to take (Y/N) hand but she brushed me off, her eyes filled with fear and sadness.

She picked up her pace and walked in front of me... her head hung low.

The others soon followed, Thomas being the last one.

We were about half way away from Winston when-

BANG!

We all stopped dead in our tracks, knowing damn well what the sound was.

I could see (Y/N) shoulders shake with silent sobs as we continued to walk.

Winston, Minho and her were all the same...

They would never let anyone see them cry...

A/N: NOOOO WINSTON WHY!?

Newt: you know you could have prevented this?

A/N: yes but... the story-
Anyway that's all for now...
Love you all my guardians!
~Parker-6A5~
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