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“KILL ME!” Newt screams, limping towards Y/N. “I’m a bloody Crank! DON’T BE A SHUCKING COWARD AND KILL ME!” His tone’s full of something - madness, sadness, insanity.
She bites her lip, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. “Newt, I can’t, I don’t want to. I love you.”
“What were you expecting when you came here, huh? A bloody kiss?” He sneers. “I’M A CRANK!”
“Newt… please…” Her hands grab the gun shakily. She squints her eyes, trying to prevent the tears from falling out. Newt yanks the gun towards him, staring into her e/c eyes.
“Please, Y/N, please…” His voice is softer this time. “Just put me out of my misery…” She shakes her head aggressively and yanks the gun back, this time, it’s pointing to her forehead.
“Newt… I love you, please don’t do this to me,” she sobs out, shaking her head again. “What happened? What happened to us? Our good times in the Glade? New—”
“SHUT UP, just shut up! Kill me, or I’ll kill you. Kill me!” Newt screams again, his hand grabbing hers.
“Newt, I’m sorry.”
BANG!
Her lifeless body falls onto the ground, leaving him shocked. He never thought she’d go this far… “Y/N…” He chokes back a sob and picks the gun from her hand, pointing it towards himself. “You are forgiven.”
With that said, he falls on top of her, gone together.