Telepathy- Newt- Part two

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Previously:

He knows that he's tired, alone, lonely and unloved. That's when he sees it, the tallest wall in the maze.

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Newt stands in between the two walls of the corridor, completely frozen, his eyes are searching for a way to climb up the tallest wall of the maze. He spots a thick part of ivy reaching all the way to the top. Walking towards it steadily, he holds it in between his hands and tugs at it. After a few more forceful tugs, he groans and starts climbing the wall by pulling his weight with his arms. By the time he reaches the top, he's completely exhausted. There are a few scratches on his wrists and elbows, sweat drips down his temple and he wipes it with his dusty hands, creating a thin line of wet dirt on his forehead.

From where he's standing, he can see the opposite side of the glade, just a corner of it is visible. He can see the deadheads, that's where they buried the dead. He closes his eyes for a few minutes, his senses are heightened, he can hear the eerie silence of the maze, it's calling him, it wants him. He opens his eyes, they're glistening with tears of pain. He stands on the edge of the wall and peeks down, just one step and it will all be over, the pain will be gone forever. Looking at the sky one last time, he breathes in and...

"Newt! Don't do it!" Her voice stops him from making that big mistake. He presses  his eyes close and takes a step back, trying to hear her again, even if he doesn't want to. "You're not weak. Climb down, don't be a coward, fight back, fight for me..." she says in his mind. He clenches his fists to the point that they turn white. "Who are you!?" he yells loudly and his voice echoes in the maze. His breathing is uneven, he's angry at her, angry for not telling him who she is or why does she matter to him that much. Somewhere deep in his heart he knows that she matters to him, maybe she's someone important from his past.

Sighing heavily, he climbs down carefully and runs back to the glade with a lot of different emotions in his heart. The sun sets and Newt does not hesitate to go to his hammock, he's tired of everything. "Where is she, let me see her, please!" Newt sees himself in his dreams. He knows they aren't dreams, they're memories. He's being dragged by a couple of tough- looking men, they are taking him to the operation room.  He squirms under their grip but fails to escape. "Newt, I'm right here." she says. She's waiting for him in the operation room. His eyes immediately soften at her sight, she looks calm but her eyes are glistening with tears.

"I will miss you." he mumbles, the men holding him let go off him and he walks closer to the girl. "Everything's going to be fine, I'll be there soon. I'm always gonna be with you." she says smiling through her tears. "I -I don't wanna do this, I can't forget you." Newt stutters. "You won't." she stands on her tip toes and whispers something in his ear, then kisses him on the cheek. "Enough of the drama already." a man with a rat's face says. The men pull them apart and put him on the operating bed. They inject him with some jelly- like thing and pull a mask on his face.The rat- faced man drags her out of the room but he allows her to stand and watch Newt going through the operation.

"I love you, y/n." Newt whispers to himself before drifting off to a sleep which he never wished for. Because when he will wake up, he'll remember nothing, not even the one he loves. Newt wanted to wake up, he stirred in his sleep, but his memories pulled him back in their grasp. That night, he remembered her name, his memories of that day were still vivid. Next morning, he awoke at the sound of Minho's obnoxious signing. "Wake up sunshine!!" his friend shook him violently, making him fall face- first on the hard ground. "You bloody dumb shank!" Newt groaned and sat up. "Come on, get your lazy ass up shank, let's go in the maze." the boy pulled Newt up by his arm. "You're too excited to get your pony- loving arse kicked by the bloody Grievers." Newt says.

Two years later:

It's been two years since that awful incident. Newt was glad that she had saved him that day. Being the second in command, he decided to stop being a runner, he works in the gardens now. She still talks to him, mostly every night, she keeps him sane. He doesn't know how she does that, talking with him in his mind, he can't reply, he just listens. He even asks Minho if he remembers anything from his past, it's odd for Newt to have blurred memories of his past, memories of her with him. Newt is sitting under the same willow tree, it's his favourite spot, he's thinking about what she had said two days ago. "Everything's gonna change."

What's going to change? He thinks. The greenie alarm snaps him out of his trance and he sprints near the box to check. He sees a dark haired boy inside the box. After a couple of guys pull him out, he starts sprinting away from the group of teenage boys and falls face-first on the ground. The crowd bursts into a fit of laughter, some of the boys are hooting too. After fighting with Gally, the bully of the glade, the greenie remembers his name, it's Thomas. Newt and Thomas get to know each other while Thomas' curiosity grows as the day passes. He wants to know more about this place.

Two days later:

Newt is standing outside the North door of the maze, his friends are stuck in there and he can do nothing about it. He can hear the loud screeches and growling sounds of the grievers, he can hear the walls of the maze changing, but at the moment, he's angry at the creators for doing this to them. "Newt? Are you there?" Y/n's voice is heard in his mind. He diverts his gaze from the doors and frowns. "Don't worry, your friends are going to be fine. Wicked won't let anything happen to them. It's not a part of their plan." She says. "They're going to take me now. Everything's going to change, you need to trust me. I won't remember anything tomorrow but I want you to remember this for me... Wicked is good."

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I've made a part three for this. I hope you liked this one ❤️

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