thomas

I looked at his body. His tangled blond hair was the same as it was when I first met him. Clumps of dirt and dried blood were knotted into the curls. The blood from the bullet hole in his forehead. I ran to his body and lifted his head onto my lap. Blood trickled onto my pants. His blood. I told myself that he was going to be okay, but sadly, I knew he wouldn't be. My tears dripped onto his still flawless cheek as I started sobbing. I was responsible for this.

Days went forward and all I though about was him. I killed him. I couldn't live in a comfortable manner knowing I was responsible for taking his life. I was filled with guilt and dread of life ahead without him.

I never remembered much after that night in the alley. I deemed most information unimportant because I had killed the only important thing to me. The next thing I remember is comforting Teresa as she died under a boulder. We went thought the transport, just Brenda, Minho, and myself.

I sat on the hill, under a tree thinking of what I did. Brenda sat down next to me and handed me a slip of paper.

We are sending a Burg tomorrow at noon. The clearing. You may bring one person along. Come if you want to see him.

"Brenda, we have to go. They have Newt!" I said bursting with excitement.

"Are you sure you don't want to bring Minho? He's known Newt longer then I have." Brenda said.

"He's been really distant to me lately. Ignoring me because I killed him." I said. "Come with me please."

"Alright."

The next day, the Burg showed up in the clearing exactly at noon. We climbed inside as it lifted slowly off the ground. We flew to a building that was surrounded by grass, a rare sight in the city. We parked and were escorted into a building. They brought us to a room similar to the one I was locked in after the Scorch. After locking us in, the opened the window. We could see who was coming, going, or just passing by. The guard walked to the room next door. He scanned his finger on the keypad and the door opened. Out walked Newt. He was brought to the room we were in.

"Tommy!" He yelled. He knocked me over and kissed me.