Newt grabbed my hand as we got some breakfast.

"Hey, Fry." Newt greeted as he got two plates. "Wanna join us for breakfast?"

"Gotta serve, sorry, Newt." Frypan chuckled. "I'll guess I'll see you guys later. Enjoy."

"Thanks." I smiled and walked away, still holding Newt's large hand. "Don't you think we should tell Logan in a more private place?"

"The others aren't there yet," Newt replied. "Look. It's just Logan."

I sighed lightly and sat down. "Hey, Logan." I tried to sound as cheerful as possible.

"Hi." The boy groaned, not daring to look up from his food. A dark feeling started to form in my stomach. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to tell Logan what he did. What if he reacted weirdly?

"What's up?" Newt asked in a cold tone.

"Nothin' much." Finally, Logan looked up. Immediately his eyes were drawn to my bandaged wrist, which lay on the table. Quickly I covered it under the table. "What happened?" Logan frowned. He didn't seem to realize he hurt me like that.

I bit my lip and looked at Newt, who sighed.
"You bruised her wrist, Logan."

Nervously I waited for Logan to respond. "What?" He stammered.

"You either bruised or broke Nora's wrist by dragging her to the Med Hut," Newt explained, tensing up.

Logan stared at me in disbelief. "I did that?"
Slowly I nodded, hoping Logan wouldn't burst out in anger. It made me nervous.
Logan's eyes opened wide. "Wha- I didn't mean to. Trust me. I'm so sorry, Nora. It was just the anger and I-."

"It's okay, Logan." I quickly said, noticing his eyes, which started to tear up. Now I felt bad for the boy.

"Are you serious?" Newt looked at me, offended. "He bruised your shucking wrist, Nora! You can't just forgive him for that like it was nothing."

"He can't control his anger. It's not-."

"He's right, Nora." Logan interrupted me. Surprised I stared at him. "You can't blame the anger and not me. It would be nice if you forgive me, but we can't act like it never happened or that it wasn't me hurting you."

I didn't reply and looked down. I couldn't just get angry at Logan. I forgave him. He didn't mean to do any of it and shouldn't blame himself, but those were just my thoughts. Both of the boys seemed to have different opinions about that.

~

"Here." At night Newt handed me one of the sleep pills, followed by a cup of water. Hesitantly I took the pill with the water. It took me four times to rinse away the pill, but I did it.

Still a bit afraid of seeing the Crank again, I lay down next to Newt, keeping my eyes wide open and staring at the ceiling.

"Just relax, love." Newt chuckled lightly, but I didn't find it funny at all.

I was only going to close my eyes when the pill started to work, not a minute earlier. It didn't take long to get tired, though. After about fifteen minutes, my eyelids got heavy and soon I closed them.

~

Thinking it was morning, I woke up to a sound next to me. A gagging sound. Confused I stared at the person next to me, who I assumed was Newt.

He turned around to look at me, causing me to let out a scream. It was not Newt lying there. It was the man. The Crank. He grabbed me by the shoulders, which made me scream again.

I fought back and pushed the Crank off me, but he touched me again. With a few yelps, I balled my fist, ready to punch the Crank, who lay under me. Just when I was about to punch, the Crank grabbed my fist. I let out a cry and tried to escape or punch harder, but the Crank had a strong grip on me.

With tears in my eyes and my heart beating like crazy, I held my other hand in the air. Hopefully, the Crank would let go of me after I punched him, so I could run away and get help. Where the hell did Newt go? Did the Crank do something to him?

A weird noise came out of the Crank's mouth as he grabbed my other fist too. I resisted and started kicking with my feet, but the Crank turned us around, so he was on top of me, never letting go. I screamed again, trying to find Newt. When I mentioned his name, the Crank's grip loosened. I took my chance, slid out of his grip, and wanted to run out of the door, but instead landed in someone's arms.

~

Newt's POV

I woke up to a scream on my side. Immediately I opened my eyes and turned to Nora. She was definitely the one who screamed. She was breathing heavily, looking at me, frightened.

"Hey, Nora." I got up and put my hands on her shoulders, trying to calm her down. It seemed like she had a nightmare. To my surprise, Nora screamed again, pushing me off her. "Nora, it's okay. It's just me. It was just a dream." I tried to grab her hand, but she pushed me away and got on top of me.

What are you doing?" I gasped as Nora revealed a balled fist. Why the hell would she try to punch me? What kind of dream did she have? The poor girl.

I grabbed Nora's fist before she could hit me. Nora let out a cry and tried to pull away, but I kept holding her tightly. She balled her other fist, pointing it at me again. "Nora, stop!"

I grabbed her other hand too. Nora screamed and cried, kicking with her feet. Shocked I turned us around so she couldn't escape. I was scared she would hurt me or herself.

"Newt, help!" Nora yelled. My eyes opened wide and my grip on the girl loosened when she mentioned me. Did she not see it was me? Was she still dreaming?

Nora took her chance and got away from me, running right into the arms of Minho, who just opened the door.

"Help!" Nora cried into Minho's chest. A mixture of jealousy, anger, and sadness rose in my chest. "Minho! He's gonna-." It all turned into another scream when I got out of bed. It hurt me so much to see Nora in that position. Was she... afraid of me?

"Nora," I said, trying to put my hand on her shoulder or at least do something to calm my girl down.

"Minho!" Nora screamed again. Her fist clenched around his shirt as she hid behind the boy. "No!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.

Minho looked at me, confused. I shrugged and watched Nora break down on the floor.

"Nora." Minho bent down in front of her. The fact she was acting like she was afraid of me, hit me hard. I couldn't even come closer.

"He's still there, Minho!" Nora crawled even further away from me.

"What did you do?" Minho whisper-screamed to me.

"I didn't do bloody anything!" I threw my hands in the air as defense, causing Nora to yelp, flinch and cover her head with her hands.

"This is messed up," Minho mumbled just when the door slammed open again. Thomas ran into the hut.

"Tommy! Help! You know what this is. Can you help her?" I panicked, motioning at the poor Nora.

Thomas frowned. "Is it another hallucination?"
Minho gave me a confused glance when Thomas mentioned it.

"I don't know... maybe. She's scared of me." I explained, watching Nora closely.

"She thinks you're him." Thomas realized, bending down in front of Nora. "Nor, can you hear me?"

"Yes." Nora sobbed loudly. "We have to go, Thomas."

"It's not real, Nor. It's another hallucination. Do you hear me? The Crank is not there. It's Newt." Thomas carefully tried.

"What?" Nora stammered, looking at Thomas with her watery eyes. "Where's Newt?"

I rubbed my chin, feeling sad by Nora not recognizing me.

"Newt is right there." Thomas pointed at me.

Nora's breathing hitched as she stared at me, still afraid. "It's- it's not Newt." She cried. My heart broke into pieces. How bad of a trauma did this stupid Crank leave her? "He's there again, Thomas," Nora whispered. "No, no, no." She silently cried.

"Nora. Try to concentrate on something else, okay? The Crank is not here." Thomas added.

"I'm scared." Nora quietly replied.

"I know, I know. Just listen to me." Thomas turned his head and motioned for me to leave. A bit disappointed, I walked out of the hut.

~

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