Paradise in the Safe Haven (SEQUEL to Maze Runner Newt x girl Glader)

Chapter 13: Grieving News

(A/N: Yes that's me again and I was struggling with depression that day so that's why I was crying but I thought the pic would be good for this chapter)

Nine months later, my water broke and I was about to give birth to our new baby. Thomas, Minho, Frypan and Aris are playing with Angelina in her room to keep her busy. Gally is with Vince and Jorge at the beach babysitting Chuck. As soon as the baby came out, it was crying. Brenda checked to see if it was a boy or girl and it was a boy. I was so happy until the baby stopped crying which made us concerned.

"Wait, what's...what's going on? Why did he stop crying?" Newt asked worriedly. I start breathing heavily. Newt squeezes my shoulder reassuringly.

"I...I don't know. Hold on." Brenda answers worriedly as her, Sonya, and Harriet try to get the baby to cry so we know he's alive. They take him to the other room to make sure he starts breathing. Me and Newt wait, but get impatient and even more worried.

*time skip*

After a few minutes, Brenda, Sonya, and Harriet come back in the room with sad faces. I could tell something's wrong.

"Well? Where's my son? Where is he?!" I ask them while tearing up and getting uneasy.

"We're sorry. We're so, so sorry...There was a complication with his breathing. We tried to get him to come to, but...he didn't make it. He stopped breathing. His heart stopped." Brenda says as she looks down and tries to hold back tears. My heart just shattered at those words.

"No...No...! NO!" I start sobbing and Newt holds me in his arms and rocks me back and forth. He was tearing up as well.

"I'm so sorry, Jacqui..." Sonya says as her voice breaks and she walks out of the room, letting out her crying and telling the others that the baby didn't make it. Brenda and Harriet leave me and Newt alone to cry it out.

"It's my fault...! I did this! I'm sorry!" I cry in Newt's chest guiltily and grieving.

"No no no, it's not your fault at all, darling..." Newt whispers against my hair.

"Yes it is! Remember I was drinking?! I caused this...oh my God...! I killed our son...!" I cry even harder. Newt hugs me tighter, rubs my back, and rocks me back and forth.

"Shhhh...it wasn't your fault...You didn't kill him..." Newt says as his voice breaks and a tear streams down his cheek.

"Please...stop being kind to me...It is my fault! I...I'm a murderer...!" I sob. Newt grabs my shoulders and tries to get me to look at him.

"Hey, look at me. Look at me! Shhh! Stop! Stop that, right now!" Newt says to me in his sexy British accent. I look at him hesitantly.

"It's...not...your...fault. Alright? I mean it. Stop beating yourself up. At least he's with Teresa, your mother, and also we still have our daughter...and our nephew...yeah?" Newt whispers as he rubs my back. I nod in understanding but still upset.

"Shhh...I've got you...I'm right here..." he whispers as he caresses my face and kisses my forehead which felt comforting. I finally calmed down.

*time skip*

Later that night, there was a funeral for my new baby at the beach. I didn't wanna go cuz it'd be too sad and too painful for me. Newt was there with the others. I stayed at the cabin with Angelina and Chuck, trying not to think about what just happened. About a couple minutes later, Newt came in the cabin and said the funeral is over. I nod in response. Frypan came over to pick up Chuck. As Frypan picked him up, he gave me a sympathetic look.

"How you holding up, Jacqui?" Frypan asks. I try not to cry in front of the kids, so I pretend that I'm okay.

"I'm trying." I respond with a fake smile. I told Angelina that she was gonna have new brother or sister, but I couldn't tell her that the baby didn't make it cuz she wouldn't understand since she's still really young.

"Okay. Just remember that we're all here for you. Even Newt's here for you, okay?" Frypan says to me.

"I know." I say.

As Frypan leaves with Chuck, Newt and I put Angelina to sleep and I sing for her again. Newt and I go to our room and as we lay down on the bed, I knew it was now a good time to let it out. Tears stream down my cheeks and Newt holds me in his arms. He whispers comforting words in my ear and rubs my back. I cry myself to sleep and then he goes to sleep.