Wicked is good: The Death cure

Chapter 15

I found Newt sitting on the edge of the wall, his legs dangling over. He seemed peaceful again, looking over the horizon and breathing in the fresh air. For the first time, I found myself a little scared to approach him, incase he lashed out at me. Cautiously, I edged towards him, until he looked up at me and looked away.

"Newt? What was that?"

He shuffled slightly, biting the inside of his cheek " I guess I can't hide this anymore" He lifted his jacket sleeve up to his elbow, revealing hard, black veins creeping up his arm.

My heart dropped into my stomach and I felt myself becoming slightly dizzy. No, not him, why him.

"Newt" I choked back a sob "You- No"

"Come here darling" He held his arm open.

I went over and sat down next to him, amd he wrapped his arm around me pulling me into his chest. As much comfort as it gave me to be held by him, the thought that he had the flare was prodding my mind. We sat there for a little while, just holding eachother.

"Did I ever tell you how I broke my leg?" He asked.

"No, but I already know"

"How?"

"Because I watched it happen" I explained "I was on an early shift to watch the camera's, as I was still quite young they didn't put me on anything too much, and then I saw you leave your hut. My first instinct was maybe you wanted to get an early start, but then you ran into maze. And I watched as you climbed up that wall, and jumped off it. I screamed so loud, Ava came rushing in. I wanted to go and help you, but she wouldn't let me. I was so relieved when Minho found you."

"And that's why we have to get him back, do whatever it takes"

I nuzzled my face into his chest and silently cried. But he must have noticed his shirt becoming wet as he stroked my hair " Baby don't cry, please don't cry"

"I'm sorry Newt"

"What for?"

I looked back up at him, his gorgous brown eyes full of concern, despite him being the one in endangerment, which proved even more just how caring he was.

"Because that makes two of us"

His eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment, and his eyes searched my for an answer. "what are you talking about?"

"Newt-"

"What does that mean?"

I wiped away the tears from under my eyes with my sleeve and sniffled slightly "Newt, I'm not immune either " I pulled up my sleeve to reveal my arm, much like his only slightly worse.

His face became discoloured almost  instantly "Y/n, why didn't you tell me?" He grabbed my face gently " How long?"

I just sobbed even more, unable to hold it in anymore. But not because I knew I was going to die, but because I was hurting him.

"Y/n, tell me" His voice cracked in worry and panic " Longer than me?"

I nodded.

"How much longer?"

"Before we took the carriage"

"No you've got to be kidding" His hands shook as he removed them from my face "That's not enough time, listen to me Y/n, I'm going to get you that serum, the one Brenda got, you're going to be ok"

"So long as you get some to"

"You first, then I'll go, ok?"

"Newt-"

"Y/n promise me!" He grabbed my face again "Please, promise me...you first"

"Ok..." I said quietly.

"Good" He nodded, kissed me gently then rested his forehead on mine "I love you ok?"

"I know, I love you too"