Ky's POV:

"Um....can I help you?" I ask, sarcastically.

"How'd you...?" Frypan stutters.

"You know how to cook?" Minho questions.

"Hey, Newt! Looks like your girlfriend can cook!" someone shouts from their table.

Newt's face goes red.

Awwwww, you're so adorable, I think, making sure he can hear me.

Newt ignores me, but his face goes even redder.

I turn back to the boys in front of me. Madison joins me.

"Yes, I can cook. And how'd I manage to do all this? With a little help of my new friend, Madison. She really did all the work. She was the one doing the dishes and cooking the casseroles. All I did was serve", I say modestly.

"Looks like we found ourselves another cook!" Frypan exclaims. "Would you like to help me out in the kitchen everyday?"

Madison thinks for a second, then nods, her face lighting up. A small cheer goes up around us and I smile to myself.

Then, I remember why they were late to dinner. My smile fades and I gulp.

"What...uh....what happened to....", I murmur.

Newt looks at me apologetically, "We haven't decided yet. He's in the Pit until we finish tomorrow though, so he won't hurt you."

I nod.

"I'm tired, so I'm going to go to bed now", I say quietly, pushing through the crowd of boys.

They watch me leave, then turn back to Madison to congratulate her. Making sure no one sees, I grab my knife from under my pillow and run into the forest.

I climb into my tree and sit, pulling the knife out. I stare at it for a minute, then set it on my thigh. With a flick of my wrist, the knife is drawn across my skin, leaving a bloody streak. I grimace at the distracting pain. After a few more cuts, I feel a little better.

Ky....where are you? Newt suddenly asks.

I'm in my hammock, trying to sleep, I lie.

Ky. Please don't lie to me. I'm at my hammock which is right next to yours. And unless you have the ability to become invisible, you're not there, Newt scolds.

I sigh.

I'm in the deadheads, thinking, I reply.

I will be there shortly, Newt says.

"Shit", I say out loud, struggling to scramble out of the tree.

I leave the knife in the tree. I'm almost to the base of the tree when two strong hands clamp around my waist and lower me down the rest of the way.

"Hello, love", Newt whispers huskily in my ear.

I grin and spin around. Newt keeps his hands on my waist, drawing me closer to his chest. I look up into his chocolate eyes. Unable to stop the smile from appearing on his face, Newt leans down and touches his nose to mine.

"You're so beautiful", he whispers.

My smile widens.

"And you're the most adorable boy in this damned place", I respond, biting my lip seductively.

"Don't do that", Newt growls.

"Why?" I ask, smirking. Of course I know exactly why already.

"Because that is seriously sexy and I can't control myself", Newt says, breathing heavily.

I smirk again, putting my hands in his blonde hair.

"Maybe....maybe I don't want you to control yourself", I whisper, drawing him even closer.

"Are you sure?" Newt asks, pushing me away a tiny bit. "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do."

I nod, "Oh, I want this. I'm ready."

Newt nods and watches as I lick my lips again.

"I said don't do that", Newt says, pushing his lips against mine.

I moan as Newt grabs my butt.

"Jump", he says.

"No, I'll hurt you", I say.

He shakes his head.

"Just jump."

I nod and do as he says. He catches me and I wrap my legs around his waist. He backs up against a tree. My hands are in his hair and his are still on my butt. I gasp as he squeezes a little.

"Newt. I need you", I moan.

"You're sure about this?" He asks.

"Yes! Please!"

Newt removes his hands from my butt and inches them toward the hem of my shirt. I look him in the eyes as he slips my shirt over my head.

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"I love you so much, Ky", he says.

"I love you too, Newt."

We lay out in the deadheads cuddling until the early morning, enjoying each others company and love in content and happy silence.

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