Hello,
I know it's been a while and I'm sorry it took so long, but I finished high school and had to write lotsss of exams. But now I'm done and ready to write.
I'm also sorry, but I hate this chapter and it's probably the worst one. I had lots of trouble writing it (I'm not sure why) and I decided to post it as it is, so sorry to everyone who hates it too.
Runners

Three days pass before Vince returns to Safe Heaven with the rest of the guys. They don't say much. They smile and nod a lot as everyone crowds them, trying to get as much information of them as only possible. Teresa watches them pass by. Vince goes first with Gally as they whisper something between themselves whenever they're not smiling, and right behind them Tom, Newt and in between them Minho with a huge grin and arms around their shoulders.

She catches Newt steal a quick glance at her, and he nods at her just like he does at everyone else. So when he turns his head to his friends, she walks away.

She considers going back to her hut, instead, she decides to do something crazy - mediocre crazy really.

It's stupid. - She thinks when she opens the door to Newt's hut. - Someone's gotta tell Vince to install locks.

Inside the hut looks almost the same as hers - there's a desk, but unlike hers, it's covered in neatly written notes that she daren't touch, a shelf with three books - one being the whodunit story she lent him- a bed and a door to the bathroom.

She grabs one of the books and lies on her side on the bed turned towards the door, hoping Newt will come soon.

Teresa barely has time to find out the plot of the novel, when someone walks in.

Newt doesn't notice her at first. His gaze is on the floor, but she can see dark circles underneath his eyes from the bed. His dirty blond hair is a complete mess - but not the one she likes. He's visibly exhausted, and for a moment it makes her rethink her plan.

His eyes go wide the second he sees Teresa, mouth falls agape - no words come out. She doesn't give him time to form a sentence as she jumps off of the bed and into his arms, bringing his lips to hers in a lascivious kiss.

She pulls him by his shirt towards the bed, and when the back of her legs touches the bed, she spins them.

Teresa makes Newt sit on the bed, breaking their kiss for a few moments before she crawls onto his lap. She can feel him harden underneath her as she rocks her hips.

Beside moans and groans from both of them their unusually quiet. Teresa fears Newt might have her figured out.

She leaves rashed kisses on his neck, her hands already working on his belt.

"Tee-" he starts to whisper in her ear, but she hushes him.

"I wanna try something, okay?" She looks at him, trying to make herself look as chastely as possible. In response, Newt kisses her passionately, and she uses the opportunity to tear his hands off her body. With his belt, she tightens his hands behind his back.

"Teresa..." She interrupts him yet again with another kiss before she gets off of his lap and on her knees. She unzips his pants and drags them down along with his boxers.

Newt looks both confused and in a daze and doesn't question her. She takes his cock in her hand and strokes him.

Newt groans as her hand moves faster before she puts him in her mouth and sucks. He tries to say something but fails miserably as his own moans constantly interrupt him.

When Teresa senses he is about to come in her mouth, she stops all her movement, and lets go of him. He hisses at the loss of her warm mouth, and asks,

"Why'd you stop?"

She doesn't answer him, instead, she gets up, and aims for the door.

"Teresa?" he tries again. That's when she looks over her shoulder and catches his eyes. "You didn't tell me you were leaving and why so, why would I?" After that she slams the door, leaving Newt perplexed.

Teresa goes straight to her hut angry and horny. She's lucky enough not to pass anyone on her way as she is pretty sure she would do or say something she shouldn't.

She storms inside her hut with rage in her eyes. It dies down as she sees something on her bed. She walks closer to see it's a book. One she's never seen or heard of before.

"Henry David Thoreau," she mumbles, "Walden."

"Books are the treasured wealth of the world and the fit inheritance of generations and nations." Teresa didn't hear him come in, so his voice startles her. She slowly turns around to face him. He stands with his arms crossed. If he took a step closer he would pass the doorway, and be inside with her. Teresa is glad he decided against it. She's still angry with him, but she appreciates the sentiment she feels, whilst holding the gift. "I thought you'd like it," he confesses, "That's why I brought it."

With that Newt leaves, and Teresa's breath becomes heavier with every step he takes away from her.

Hours pass, but Teresa cannot force herself to either open the book or go for supper. Her head is spinning with various thoughts. Part of her is still mad and other confused. She wishes rain would start falling from the sky. She misses the dewy scent of earth.

Teresa gets the idea then. She grabs the new book and a blanket and leaves her hut in a hurry, going straight to the beach.

It hurts how much the woods, she passes on her way, remind her of Newt and everything they did there. Teresa tries to force the memories out of her head, but it's hard, especially that she can still taste him on her tongue.

She reaches the beach and stops dead in her tracks.

This must be some sick joke. - She thinks. Because Newt's there, sitting on the sand, staring at the sea, probably not realizing she's there with him now.

For a brief second Teresa panics.

You can still leave. - she tells herself. – Leave before he sees you.

But her legs carry her forward and the next thing she knows, she's sitting next to him.