The Maze Runner Imagines (requests closed)

Newt Imagine: Lifeless

⚠️Warning⚠️
May make you cry, I was literally on the verge of tears while writing this..Requested by; @s19177

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"Newt get down from there, please!" You screamed, pain and worry lacing your breaking voice. You had never been so petrified in your life.

You had heard about Newt's first suicide attempt, but you thought he was better; genuinely happy, but obviously, he wasn't.

If he was; we wouldn't be in this position now.

Tears flooded your eyes as you looked up to see your unstable boyfriend, clinging on to a few thin vines.

You hated yourself for not prying him open to tell you about the pain in his empty eyes. Maybe you could've helped him, or maybe it was already too late..

You always knew something was wrong every time his voice shook; or even when he smiled, the happiness wouldn't never touch his deep brown eyes.

He always said he was okay, and you never bothered to dig deeper. You didn't dare to, you felt he was uncomfortable talking about himself; and now you're paying for it.

You stood there helpless, watching your boyfriend almost thirty feet up clinging on to a few thin vines that could snap any second.

Every time he moved, you would cringe, knowing that with any sudden movement, his delicate body could come crashing down onto the stone ground.

"Newt, please get down now, it's not worth it! Don't do it Newt, please."

You crouched onto the floor, you couldn't bear to stand and watch.

You suddenly sprang up without thinking; grabbing on to the flimsy vines and slowly pulling yourself up.

"Y/N, please stop it. Don't bloody hurt yourself."

But you do it. You thought, but just continued climbing until you were eye level with him.

"Newt, listen to me," you cried. "I love you, I love you so much, without you life is worthless; I'm worthless. We can get through his together, I'm here for you Newt, I always have been."

Tears flowed down your cheeks, you watched them fall to the concrete floor, making a small splat that was a shade darker than the rest of the concrete.

Life is so delicate, in one second it could be over.

Newt started to reach over, yearning to dry your tears, but you told him no, that any abrupt gesture could send you both crashing to the ground.

"Y/N." He finally spoke. "It isn't bloody worth it anymore. T-there is no bloody escape. I'm sorry if this sounds selfish, but it's not. I want the bloody best for you, and I cannot give you that. I-" he broke out into deep sobs, tears running down his face rapidly, leaving the corners of his eye and falling to the solid ground.

"You deserve better Y/N. I can't give you what you need, I can't make you bloody happy. Shuck, I can't even make myself happy." You could hear his thick accent the more he tried to speak. "Y-you have to let me go, just like I have to let you go."

"Newt no-"

"I love you Y/N, don't you bloody forget it, okay." He slowly leaned towards you and kissed you lightly on the lips.

You stared into his glossy, brown orbs, they were shattered; he was broken.
He was already gone.

He stared into yours, then looked down. "Newt don't--"

He untangled his shaky hands from the green vines and let go.

"No!" You screamed.

You vision blurred as you stared down his thin figure. His eyes were shut and he looked at peace. How could he?

You shut your eyes before he hit the ground; the image was too horrifying, too hurtful.

You heard his limp body crash to the cold concrete floor in agony.

You rushed down, your vision barely working, to see if maybe he had survived like last time. Maybe he would be okay. Maybe he just hurt again. Just maybe.

There was no pulse.

You screamed for the Medjacks; your voice barely audible, then pulled his lifeless body onto yours. Wrapping your arms around him and nearing his body toward yours.

You could never let him go, you needed him with you. You were sobbing so much couldn't breathe.

"How did we get here love?"

You asked, thinking of his voice, his accent, what he would say, his smile, the way he woke you up every morning, drowning your face in loving, soft, kisses, but no, not anymore.

He was gone..and he wasn't coming back.

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Okay, well uh that's probably the saddest thing I've ever written. .-.
But I hope you liked it!