Newt imagines (Newt X reader)

jumped

Warnings: very sad, su!c!de

Your POV

"You're late again" 

"No , I'm not the doors only just openend"

"Like, I said late" Jeff smirks

"Nobody but the runners are even up yet!"

"I'm just joking with you. Damn, girl, chill" He trows me a blanket for the bed

"Slinthead" I whisper under my breath

"I heard that"

"So what?"

"I can put you in the slammer, you know"

"Oh, you won't dare" I smirk 

"Watch me" He laughs

"Oh, yeah-"

"Med-Jacks!" 

The sound comes from outside. Me and Jeff quickly look at each other, before running out the door. What can have happened this early in the morning? We see Minho running from within the maze, a limp body in his arms. He keeps screaming, running as fast as he can. I can't make out who the boy is in his arms. Even when he comes closer all I can see is blood, clothes torn, leg twisted. Jeff yells at him to run into the med-hut immediatly. Minho runs past me and I get a quick glance of the unconscious boy's face. 

"Y/n, I need you! Get in here, he is-"

I can't hear the rest of Jeffs screams. He gets cut off by the load throbbing of my heart in my ears. Many feelings rush over me. My feet are nailed on the ground. I can't move, whatever I do I can't move. Newt. No, not Newt. Tears well up in my eyes as I replay the picture of his bloody face in my mind. No, it can't be him. It can't be. 

"Y/n!"

I get thrown back into reality. 

"Y/N! For shucks sake! If you don't get in here he is not going to make it"

This seems to get me going. My feet are lifting of the ground, set into a running pace. I have no idea how I'm even moving, my mind is still a haze and all I can see is white before my eyes. 

I push the door open and see Jeff trying to stop the bleeding in his leg. The med-jack instinct that I have developed this past year seems to kick in and before I know it I'm already helping him.

"Minho, what happened" My voice sounds steady, but I'm definitaly not

Minho stills seems in shock, his words don't form sentences. He keeps running his hand through his hair to keep him calm. I look at the boy in sympathy. I nod at Jeff and he takes over my work. 

"Hey, Minho. Look at me, breath"

His eyes meet mine, shot with pannick. He seems to calm down and I see a tear leave his eye. 

"I yelled at him not to. I really did. And then he just stepped forward. He... he..."

The words come out in soft sobs.

"Minho, calm down, please. You're not making any sense"

"Shuck, Y/N! He jumped alright! He jumped of the walls!"

"He...?"

My breath starts to quicken. He what? This is all my fault. I should have known. All the sign where there. I'm so stupid. 

"Y/N, come here. I need you!" Jeff is struggling, trying to keep the blonde boy alive. 

I look back at Minho, but he is not there anymore. 

Newt POV

My head is throbbing. Pain suddenly floods my senses, while light fills my vision. I blink a few times before my eyes are adjusted. I'm in the med-jack. Why? And then I remember. The wall, the ivy, Minho... How am I alive? 

"Morning, shank" Minho says beside me

"Morning"

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine"

I try to sit up, but an awfull sting comes from my leg. I let out a small scream and Minho pushes me back down on the bed. 

"Shouldn't do that just yet"

A warm voice fills my ears. Y/N makes her way over to my bed, eyes glued on me all the time. I can't quit figure out her expression. She seems mad? Sad? Worried? All of them? She takes a chair and puts it beside Minho. 

"How long have I been out for?"

"5 days" Minho answers

"Shuck..."

"Look Newt-"

"Minho, no please. Don't. I just want to say thank you"

"No need to thank me. Thank the shebean here. She is the one that saved your damn leg and watched over you all these days. She hasn't left this room since I brought you in"

Y/N looks down at her lap, making sure her hair covers her face. She saved me? Ofcourse she did. A small chuckle leaves my mouth at the thought of the girl. 

"I have to go, I got some running to do" 

Your POV

Minho leaves the room and with that the silent comes. Tears roll down my cheeck, but I try to hide it. 

"Y/N?" Newt asks softly

I refuse to talk, scared of breaking down infront of the already broken boy. 

"Y/N?"

I shake my head, no. I don't want to face him. Not yet. 

"Y/N, please. Look at me"

I give in, lifting my head up slowly, but not meeting his eyes just yet. I can't. I can feel the tear rolling down my cheek, leaving a wet trial. I look at his leg and guilt washes over me once again, consuming me.

"I'm sorry" I menage to whisper "I tried, I'm sorry" 

My eyes don't leave his leg, threathening to fill with tears again. 

"What are you sorry for? You saved me"

"I didn't" I say a bit louder, now looking at him "Your leg... I'm sorry. I tried."

"What are you on about?"

"Newt! You'll have a limp forever! I tried! I really tried!" 

I breakdown, not caring anymore. His eyes are still glued on me and his mouth opens, trying to say something, but he closes it again. He tries to sit up and shiftes uncomfortably. 

"Newt... dont... your leg..." I say between my sobs

"Shhh, love. I'll be fine"

He puts his arms around me and pulls me closer, untill I'm right next to him in bed, still sobbing. 

"I'm here, love" 

"I was so scared"

"I know, I'm sorry"

"I love you" 

I said it in the heat of the moment. I don't know what came over me, but I meant it. I really did. Newt pulls me up a bit so he can look at me. Unbelieve written all over him. 

"I love you" I whisper again, dead serious

"I love you too" 

AN: I think I cried through all of this. I'm so sorry, but I hoped you liked it. Don't forget to vote and leave a comment! (Requests are still open, just go to the first chapter)