"Complete strangers had sacrificed themselves so that I, the Immune, reach a safe place where my boon could be used to save the humanity. All WICKED wants is to help people survive. So, if we can save millions, shouldn't we? Is it too much to ask?"
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NEWT
A
ddie and I were sitting on the ledge of the terrace, our legs hanging down. The air is heavy between us, none of us are saying anything.
I glance at the brunet beside me . Her head hung low, she tightly clutches her high hand in a fist. Her eyebrows are slanted and lower lip slightly jutted out. I can see her chest rising up and down in a heavy manner.
Everything that she does when she is trying hard not to cry.
Hesitantly, I place a finger under her chin and gently tug her head towards me. We patched up just now; I don't want to cross the boundaries. I don't even know what we are, right now.
Her big mocha eyes are filled with unshed tears which are resting heavily on her long eyelashes.
Her lips trembles as she shakes her head. “Please.” She whimpers. Her tears finally fall. “Please, Newt. This is not happening.”
My heart shatters, seeing her cry. I tuck a piece of hair behind her ears, wiping a tear with my thumb.
“You’ll be fine.” I say, my voice wobbly. “You’re a survivor.”
She shakes her head. “I won't. Without you, I can't survive.”
I shove her face to my chest, my hands in her hair as I can’t stop myself crying anymore. I can’t stop my frame from shaking. I realise that she’s crying harder, my heart consequently breaking.
Her arms wrap around my shoulders, while I feel her scoot near me.
“I’m sorry.” I chock, trying to be louder than my own cries. “I’m so sorry.”
She rubs my back a little before pulling away. Tears steaks through her dirty face. Her calloused hands strokes my face lightly, making me look at her.
“I’m sorry, I don’t want to be a burden. I-I don’t want me to be an inconvenience. I-I just want Minho back and everyone safe-”
“Newt,” Addie shakes her head, her jaw clenched in anger, as a few years escape her eyes, “you are not a burden, not to me, not to anyone. I love you so, so, fucking much, you have no idea.
“I love you with all my heart, body, and mind. You are the beat of my heart, the soul in my body; you are me, because without you I am nothing. You are the person I know I could turn to when I needed help – you are the person I looked at when I needed to smile and you are the person I went to when I needed a hug. I love you so much.”
It amazes me how fast Addie can compose and steel herself. Just a few moments ago, she was the one who was crying, latched onto me and now, she’s the one who is helping me get hold of my sanity.
I guess that’s Adelaide for you- the girl who can blend herself according to the need of the situation.
“ And you mark my words, I will not let some stupid virus take you from me,” inspite of the tears trembling down her eyes, her face is hardened and full of determination. “I won’t let you go. I’m a very selfish person.”
I let my head fall on her shoulder, as salty water continues down my eyes. I crunch my eyes shut, grabbing her shirt in a fist.
She holds me for what it seems like hours, neither of us saying anything.
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NEWT
We both were sitting quietly, our hands laced with each other when soft footsteps comes up behind us.
Tommy.
Addie looks over her shoulder. “I’ll give you guys so time.” She gets up and places a quick kiss on my temples and walks away.
Once when we are in silence, I exhale loudly and apologize to him.
“Hey, don’t worry, ‘bout that.” The boy dismisses me, just like I’d expected him to.
“I guess, I can’t hide this anymore.” I unwrap my bandage and show him the blackish veins crawling up to my upper arm.
“Wh-Why didn’t you tell anyone anything.” Tommy whispers, his voice filled with sympathy and concern.
“Oh, a few found it out. When Aislinn saw it earlier, I made her swear to the secrecy. And today, Addie got to know. And now, you.
“But, I was hoping that no one knew about it in the first place, because I don’t think it would make any difference.” I sigh and turn to look at the wavy haired brunet behind me.
“All I know that there must be a reason why WICKED decided to put me in the Maze. Perhaps to find out the difference between Immunes like you, Semi-Immunes like Addie and .....people like me.”
“You know we can fix it, Newt. Okay? We can.”
No, we can’t. There is no cure.
“Don’t worry about me, it’s about Minho. He needs us. So,” I swallow a lump down my throat. “so if there’s a chance even as thin as a hair, to save him, to get him out of there, we’re gonna take it. Because we own it to him. The Leader of the Maze A.” I chuckle at the end, Tommy joining me slightly.
“Okay, I hear you.” Tommy nods.
“Don’t go on spreading this to everyone.”
He immediately shakes his head. I look down for a few moments.
“Did I ever tell you how I got my limp, Tommy? No, I don’t think so.
“I tried to kill myself in the Maze. After a year into the Glade, I couldn’t take it anymore. Climbed halfway up one of those bloody walls and jumped right off. Minho found me and dragged me back to the Glade right before the Doors closed. I hated the place, Tommy. I hated every second of every day.
“Minho saved me, he gave me a second chance. And now he needs us.”
a/n: kind of a filler chapter that I didn't like much but.. oh well..😉
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