WHEN YOU FALL
Hey guys, it's been a while! I've written a rather short chapter, but I hope it's just as enjoyable ;) Enjoy!
Newt was slowly regaining his consciousness after being out for a couple of hours.
'I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed,' he repeated over and over in his head. 'What was I thinking?'
He shifted uncomfortably, which wasn't a smart move because it sent a shooting pain up his leg "What did I do?" He looked down at his ankle and winced. It was bandaged. He bent over to touch it. It hurt like crazy, even to touch.
He revisited the memory. He went into The Maze, he killed time my arguing with Minho who had suspicions, he won the argument (because he's brilliant like that) Minho left, he climbed the wall, said his apologies and jumped.
It really wasn't that confusing in hind sight, yet the whole event still perplexed him. He twitched his ankle again, causing a pain to shoot up his leg. He groaned again. He was still psyched out about failing.
"Jeff, Jeff," he heard Clint call "He's awake,"
"Good observation, Einstein," Newt snapped quietly
"Aw look at that, Jeff," Clint said "Even though we might have to amputate his leg, he's still able to mess around," his smile was devious
Jeff shot him a glare "Don't listen to him. I think Frypan's klunk went to his brain or something."
"No, but seriously Newt. We have to change your bandages," Clint started snipping away at the gauze wrapped around Newts leg.
"What did I do?" He muttered to himself, feeling like crying.
"You tell me," Jeff sighed
"Was it a griever?" Clint asked gently, cleaning the ankle
"Or did you trip and fall?" Jeff added
"You can tell us, you know," Clint looked at him reassuringly
Newt rested his head on the board of the make-shift bed. Tears escaped the corners of his eyes "I can't," he barely whispered
Jeff and Clint exchanged worried glances.
"Um.. Okay, Newt," Jeff said "Come get us if you need us. We'll send for Alby, to tell him your awake,"
"Speaking of Alby, your going to get the beating of your life when he sees you," Clint said with all sincerity.
Jeff shot him another glare "No he won't. Don't worry." He paused "... But... He is really mad at you,"
"Thanks guys. That makes me feel a TON better." Newt said, sarcastically
"Anytime, man," Clint said, smiling as he and Jeff filed out of the room.
Newt looked up at the ceiling, trying his best to keep the tears from spilling out of his eyes. 'I failed I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed,' the voice in the back of his head told him again and again.
He shifted uncomfortably and that's when he started crying. It was partly because of the pain and partly because of the awful feeling of defeat, and wretchedness.
He closed his eyes, a new wave of fresh tears dripped down his cheeks.
'I failed' he spoke aloud this time before falling into a deep and restless sleep
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