Newt Imagines- Newt x the reader

Unfriendly

Y/n's pov.

I step into the med hut and immediately scrunch up my nose. I look questioningly at Newt and Minho but they just shrug. We let Chuck have the rest of the day off, until the runners get back at least. I walk over to the chair, which is still in the same spot as before. I sit down, trying to ignore the smell. I don't know where it's coming from or what it is, but it's not pleasant. Newt and Minho, once they step through the door, seem to also notice it and start searching for its source. I turn my attention to Justin, who is glaring coldly at me. I meet his eyes and he falters and looks away. A smug look crosses my face. "So" I say and he looks back to me. "Are you gonna talk?" I say simply. He just resumes glaring at me. I stand up and go over to both Newt and Minho. "Is this going where I think it is?" I ask quietly, whispering so only they can hear. Apparently since I punched Minho, whenever something needs to be resolved forcefully, I'm the person who's to be consoled. Newt looks at me with a half-grimace and Minho looks at me sheepishly. I sigh "thought so" I mutter under my breath, half sad, but half excited. And since Alby's out I don't have to ask permission. It's all up to Newt I think smiling. "Fine" I say to the boys, masking my emotions with a blank face. I turn back to Justin. "If you're gonna play it like that, you're not gonna like where it goes" I look up at the boys and Newt nods as Minho runs out of the hut to get some rope. When he's back he loops the length of rope around Justin's wrists a few times before tying it tightly. Justin winces a little, but quickly masks it with a scowl. Once he's tied up, Minho stands him up and hands him over to me. I grin at him and he gulps. We walk over to the maze doors, Newt and Minho in tow. I see the runners at the end of the corridor and walk Justin just outside. He looks slightly scared but that's what confuses me. I motion MInho over and he takes Justin. I walk over to Newt and stand next to him so we can talk. "What's up with him?" I mutter "What do you mean?" He asks "Well, he ran out there and seemed not to be scared. But now that he's out there, he seems scared" I say, trying to work through my thoughts. "What's scared him? Did he see something?" I'm asking questions too fast for him to answer. He shakes his head. "I don't know. To all the questions" He says, still shaking his head. I walk back over to Minho and Justin just as the runners go past. They stopped so Minho could tell them about our meeting in the map room tomorrow. They nod to me as I pass so I nod back. Minho keeps hold of Justin as I start talking "What's got you scared?" I ask, my voice edging on a mocking tone. He just looks at his feet. I sigh, annoyed. I grab his chin and pull his head up to look up at me, but I do it more roughly than I meant to. "Start talking" I sneer "Or i'll start getting..... Unfriendly" I add, hesitating to find the right word. He seems to consider my words before his face hardens and he closes his mouth firmly. I glance at Minho and he just shrugs. I take a step back and swing my fist. It connects with his jaw and Minho drops him, taking a step back to make sure he doesn't bolt, but leaving him to support himself. He holds his jaw, trying to stand back up from his doubled over position, but I don't let him get that far. I shove him over and he crumples in a heap on the floor "Are you gonna talk now?" I ask, cold laced in my voice. My anger seems to have come out of nowhere again. He breaks down and starts crying. This throws me off a little. I raise and eyebrow questioningly when he lifts his head to look at me. "I-I can't" he stutters through his tears. I roll my eyes "Of course you can't" I say, but I leave him and walk back to stand with Newt. Minho yanks him up and they stand there again, just outside the doors. Justin fidgets, either trying to fight Minho or himself. His face contorts, like he's trying to say something, but can't. I start getting impatient so I walk back out to the two outside the walls. There isn't much time until the doors close and we've only been out here for 20 minutes. "Justin" I say, trying to make my voice a little kind even though I'm really frustrated. "Just talk to me" I say. He looks at me, his eyes ablaze. And thats when it happens