I know I really shouldn't start another fic, because I hardly ever have time to update the ones I've already got, but here goes.
My tenth fic, about Newt and the rumours that Eli is a figment of his imagination:
"But what if they work out it was us?" Newt paced his bedroom again and again.
"They won't."
"But what if they do?" Eli rolled his eyes.
"Relax, Newtos. What's the worst they could do to you?"
"They could put me back in care." Eli sighed, and Newt, hearing him, paused in his pacing. "I like it here! Jack and Frankie...they're nice. I've got a home here. People who care! I'm not going back."
"Newtos, Newtos." Eli grabbed his hands, forcing him still, and spoke to him as teacher speaks to a young child, explaining something they should have learnt by now. "These people, they don't love you. Not really. Not how familys do. Now Charlie's back, they don't care. You're a charity case, something they can look at and think they're doing their bit. But they'll drop you, soon as anything goes wrong."
"They won't!" Newt protested, shaking his head.
"They will. They always do. That's why me and you, we look out for each other. No-one else will."
They started as someone banged on the door.
"Newt?" Frankie's voice filtered through. "Are you in there?"
"Remember that." Eli whispered as he slid beneath the bed. "I'm the one who'll stay. The only one."
What does anyone think?
ιf тнє нєαят ιѕ αℓωαуѕ ѕєαя¢нιиg ¢αи уσυ єνєя fιиd α нσмє؟
ι'νє вєєи ℓσσкιиg fσя тнαт ѕσмєσиє ι'ℓℓ иєνєя мαкє ιт σи му σωи...♫♪
