enemies to lovers (y/n and newt) book one.

chapter twenty seven: guilt

Newt fell to his knees, Alby finally let go of him. He was speechless, tears gathered in his eyes. "I needed her. Minho I needed her." Minho knelt down beside him, "I know.. I'm sorry Newt." Newts' face turned to anger, "You said she wouldn't get hurt! You promised me!" he pushed Minho onto the ground, "I need her! I can't do this without her. I can't Alby, I can't!" he said as he slumped against the doors running his hands through his long dirty blonde hair. Gally helped Minho up and the Med-Jacks brought Minho to the Med-Hut, he cut his head open when Newt slammed him against the ground. He didn't blame him for being angry. He felt just as guilty for not being able to help Y/n as Newt did.

~*Thomas's Pov*~
"No!" he shouted as he watched the Maze doors close, he threw a glass cup across the room causing it to smash everywhere. He was throwing things about as Teresa walked in, "Jesus, Thomas! What the hell is wrong?!" "She didn't make it! Those god damn doors closed!" Teresa didn't show any emotion but felt sorry for Thomas, "Tom-" "No! NO! This, this is my fault! I shouldn't have let those bloody idiots take her!" he kicked the table as he was saying this. He ran back over to the monitor to see what Y/n was going to do next, he saw her lying in pain on the ground, grasping her knee she stood up and checked around the corner, the Griever was gone.

~*Y/n's Pov*~
Y/n's knee hurt like hell as she ran around the Maze running from the Griever. It has just disappeared, simply as if it had vanished. She knew it could be around any corner, so she had to check carefully each time she turned. She found a crevace behind some vines which she crawled into and turned on her torch, she could feel a liquid seeping through her socks, she shone the torch on her shin and saw a huge gash across the front of it, "Shuck.." the poor girl said, out of breath from walking with her bad knee and now bad leg on the other side. She checked the time and she had already been walking for four hours, 'I wonder what Newt's feeling right now. He probably thinks I'm dead. God I promised him I would be fine.' She decided she was going to stay in there for a while and then try find her way back to the doors by morning.

~*Newt's Pov*~
Newt sat by the wall, his face red from crying. He just sat there, hoping, wishing she was okay. "I need her. I really need her." he whispered to himself as more tears continued to fall. He sat with his legs against his chest, and hadn't moved an inch since the doors had closed. Newt had already been through so much, he didn't know if he could handle losing anything else. At that point he would probably just break in two, and the sun would never shine on him again.

~*Minho's Pov*~
Minho sat getting his head stitched by Jeff, a new Med-Jack. He had a few tears that fell but Minho was tough and never showed anyone that he was weak. "I just feel so guilty, you know? I promised Newt I would bring her back." there was a small window in the Med-Hut so he could see out of it, he could see Newt sitting against the wall, still running his hands through his hair. Newt always did this when he was nervous or stressed. Seeing him so upset made Minho even worse. "And we're done." Jeff said with a grim expression, "You should go talk to him, let him know that you're actually sorry." Minho nodded and headed out the door. He made his way over to Newt, Newt just looked up at him with red eyes and looked back down again.