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CW: uncensored language, mentions of death, wounds
This is kind of a rushed ending I'm sorry! But this is the last chapter to this story! 
Its been a few days since I've woken up, I learned that most people survived. At least everyone that I know. Thomas and I have been in Newts room any chance we get. Turns out there's a lot of work for us to do. I'm currently with Newt by myself since Thomas is doing something with Teresa. Yes. Teressa. I still don't like her, but I guess I didn't want her to die. 
"Newt, I don't know if you can hear me. But I'm about to say some cheesy, sappy stuff, so, please let me know." I said, partly to myself, and partly to Newt— if he could hear me.
I waited a moment before continuing, "okay well, clearly you aren't responding, so I'll just counting. I really fucking miss you. Like a lot. I didn't think that I could physically miss someone so much. You know? I was so scared, when we got out of the WICKED building, and you got hurt. It should've been me. We had just gotten you back and you still went last. I was supposed to protect you. I promised you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Newt. I love you, so much. I don't know if I can do this without you." I was crying at this point. God, I've been crying to much recently. I never use to cry, ever.
I held Newts hand as I said all of this. "Please wake up." "I don't know how I feel about sappy Min." This assholes awake. "You're awake! When the hell did you wake up?" I partially yelled at Newt. Newts awake.
"Awhile ago. I wanted to hear what 'sappy' and 'cheesy' stuff you'd say." Newt was speaking in a softer tone, probably because he isn't in the best condition. "How are you feeling?" I asked. "Terrible. But it's good to see you." He said. "By the way it's not your fault. None of it is. It was my choice, I knew the risks of it." "I'm sorry. I am. I couldn't do this without you, I know that's probably selfish, but I couldn't." 
"Can you lay with me?" Newt asked. "Of course I can." I laid with him wrapping my arms around his waist as gently as I could since he did get shot. "Is this okay?" I asked. "Yeah." He responded.
"Is everyone okay?" He asked. "Yeah, everyone's fine." "Is Sonya okay?" "Sonya? The blonde one?" I was confused on why he would ask about her. "Yeah." "She's fine. Why?" I asked, curious. "You know how I told you, Lizzy was my sister?" "Yeah? What about it?"  "Lizzy is Sonya, they changed her name." "Oh shit. Well, good thing you guys are both okay." "Yeah. Good thing." 
"I don't know if it's to early for this, or if your not ready or something— which is fine. But do you want to like date? Or go out?" I asked, nervous. "You're asking me out?" Newt looked up at me, smiling. "I guess? Or you know. You can be my boyfriend." I smiled. "I'd love to, I mean, as soon as I can get out of this bed." He laughed. Newt was the cutest. "Yeah. Do you want me to go get Thomas and the others?" I asked. "No, not really. Later. You can kiss me though. Since our last one was...rushed." I leaned down and kissed him softly. I didn't want to hurt him. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he slightly winced. He pulled away slightly "sorry, that kinda hurt." "No, I'm sorry." "Just shut up and kiss me." Newt smiled. "Gladly." I once again kissed him.
This time we didn't pull away until we were running out of oxygen. "I love you." Newt whispered. "I love you more." "I don't think so." "Trust me i do." I said.
"I trust you." Newt whispered.