Disclaimer: I do not own any part of TMR or the following books.
A/N: So this is my first Fanfiction, and I know that it's short but I'm going through trial and error right now. Hope you guy's enjoy it!
Also, if you guy's have any prompts I'm always willing to take them- credit will be given when posted.
Beta Read by StarlingHero'99.
He was always suffering, the pain and the guilt too much. He had killed one of his best friends. He had never told anyone but he knew his friends were getting suspicious. He knew Minho could see through his fake smiles and laughs, but what else could he do? Each day it got harder and harder to live with himself, knowing what he did; the littlest of things would remind him of Newt. And he knew the longer he kept this from Minho the harder it would be for Minho to forgive him.
And one day he had to do something about it, he had to tell someone. He was too tired of keeping his feelings bottled up inside him, and it was slowly killing him. He knew that telling Minho the truth could ruin their friendship but he deserved to know.
Minho always secretly wished that Newt would just magically appear and be safe, happy and live the rest of his life where he should be, with all his friends in paradise, and although he never told anyone Thomas could always read him when he was thinking about it, because he wished the same. But the only difference was Thomas knew the truth, he knew that no matter how much he wanted Newt back he would never come.
And when Thomas finally did tell Minho, he lost a friend, he lost the only other person he actually cared about. But at least Minho was still alive. He lost too many friends too death, so in a way Thomas found some comfort in the thought. He had lost yet another best friend but he could still see him, he knew that he was safe, healthy and happy. And although Minho might had stopped caring for Thomas, he would never stop caring for Minho.