A Girl in the Glade

Day 8

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It had been 4 days since Newts "accident". Every day was pretty much the same I would wake up, run, come back, shower, and sit with Newt with till the next day. He still hadn't woken up.

We thought he was waking up yesterday when he started breathing fast and quietly  screaming but after a few minutes he calmed down and went back to normal.

Neither of the medjacks knew what happend.

"Minho somethings happening go get Clint!" I placed my hand in Newts and glanced at Minho

"Is he waking up" Minho nervously sat up

"I don't know, hurry"

"Clint! Jeff!" Minho yelled as he rushed towards the door.

"Newt it's gonna be okay, your okay" tears escaped his closed eyes

Clint, Jeff, and Minho ran Into the room

"What the hell is going on" Jeff crossed over to Newts side

"We don't know he just stared panicking" Minho said as he stood next to me

As soon as it started it was over Newt calmed down and went back to normal.

After that happened Gally suggested we 'put him out of his misery' and a few others agreed with him, Lucky Clint and Jeff didn't. I wanted to smack Gally just for saying it but he didn't say it in an asshole kind of way in fact he seemed a bit sad as he said it. Like he genuinely thought it was best.

Minho was getting us food and I was now sitting in my usual spot drawing. I was drawing Newt, I was almost done with it too, I had drawn every curve, line, and scar that I could see on his face. I drew his messy hair that was hanging in his eyes, the slight dimple on his chin, the curve of his jaw, I put as much detail as I possibly could. I was now shading when I heard Minho speak form behind me.

"Holy shuck I knew you could draw but not that good"

"Oh hi" I watched as he walked over to his seat.

"Seriously though that's really good"

"It's just a hobby" I looked back down and continued shading

"When your done with that do ya think you could draw me" Minho smiled

"Sure" I laughed

I had grown closer to Minho these past few days we were already pretty close but now it was like we understood each other better we were each other's crutch during these hard times.

"Did anything happen while I was gone?" Minho asked as he handed me a sandwich

"Nope" I sighed, With everyday that passed I lost a little hope I'm Newt waking up.

"I'm scared" my eyes began to fill with tears

"Me too" Minho crossed over and pulled me into a hug letting me cry in his shoulder, he felt like and older brother to me.

"He's gonna be okay" He whispered

"I hope so" I sniffed

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I finished making lunch and crossed over to the doors.

"Hey how's Newt doing" I looked over to see Ben

"Same as usual" I smiled weakly

"That sucks" he sighed as he entered the maze

I took a deep breath before I also entered.

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I was surprised to see Chuck waiting for me when I entered the glade.

"Hey O" he waved

"Hey Chuck what's up" he looked nervous

"Um Alby he wants to speak to you" he stared at the ground

"Why" I asked

Chuck shrugged and walked away

When I found Alby he was already talking to an angry looking Minho.

"What's going on, Chuck said you wanted to talk to me"

"Give us more time please Alby" Minho begged

"What do you mean more time" I asked nervously

"We..we think it might be best t-to put Newt... to uh sleep" Alby looked like he was about to cry

"W-what do you mean to sleep" I already knew the answer to this question but no there's no way Alby would do that.

"They want to shucking kill him" Minho roared

"No, Alby w-what the hell no!"

"Is for the best O" a tear escaped his eyes

"No a few more days please" I begged

"They plan to go do it tomorrow night" he wouldn't look me in the eyes

"No-" I shoved him "-no your not doing that-that's stupid he's not hurting anyone" I began to smack him

"Opal he dying, he's in pain do you want him to be in pain" Alby pushed me off of him.

Minho was sobbing in the corner.

"I sorry" Alby pushed out the door and left Minho and I to cry.

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We both refused to go to work the next day.

I was sitting with my legs pulled to my chest holding Newts limp hand, I was crying.

Minho was pacing the room trying to find a way to convince Alby to give us more time.

I hated the thought but maybe they were right, it had been 8 days and I couldn't help but think maybe Newt really was in pain I thought it was like he was sleeping before, like he couldn't feel any pain and maybe he was trapped in a sweet dream. But ever since the day we thought he was waking up, when he was crying even in his sleep I couldn't help but believe he really was in pain. But I would not give up this quickly I would not let them give Newt what he wanted. Newt was a fighter I knew that, and I knew if we give him time he'll pull through.

"Please wake up, I need you, we need you" I muttered

It was 8:23 they planned to 'put him to sleep' at 9:00.

"Minho please sit down"

"No this helps me think, I-I need to think" his eyes were puffy

"Minho we have what 40 minutes left with him. I-I think we should say our goodbyes"

"No we need to figure out a way to save him don't you want to save him" he sobbed

"Of course I want to save him but...but I don't know..what if he's really in pain" I turned to look down at Newt then back at Minho.

"No we can save him we can figure-" Minho was cut off but loud groan

we both looked down at Newt. the room was dead silent for a moment when he groaned again then his eyes fluttered open.

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