The Maze Runner ✖ Unbroken {Newt}

✖ Ben ✖

An older boy walks out of the shadow so I can see his face. He is around sixteen, maybe eighteen.
"Wait, I know you. You're one of the runners, right? Ben is the name. Isn't it?" I notice and laugh awkwardly

"You scared the crap out of me!"
"Klunk."
"What?" "Here in the Glade, we say klunk instead of crap. But you didn't answer my question."

I can't deny that he's still scaring me like hell, with that insane look on his face and his hands lightly lifted up while slowly coming closer to me.

"Why do you even want to know that?" I ask suspiciously and try to step back, but my back touches the wall of the homestead.

"Would you kiss me?" He asks in a strange voice.
Not in a loving voice, a hungry and angry voice. His eyes, what's wrong with his eyes?

"No." I answer.

First, he laughs. Then his fingers lock around my throat. "I guess you don't know who I am."

"How should I know that, I don't know anyone, I don't even know my name." I try to stay calm, but that's not that easy when an almost 6 feet tall mountain of muscles is choking the shit out of you.

"Get the hell off me!" Well shuck.
I panic, try to kick and beat him, but he's much stronger than me.
He pushes me against the wall and presses himself against me so I can literally feel his breath. Our mouths are only a few inches away from each other.
I don't want this.

Desperately I try to kick him again, but he just laughs.
"Cute."

He leans forwards and presses his soft lips against mine, angrily. I give up trying to get him away; it's too late now anyway.

Deep down, I have to admit that it somehow feels good.
I can't remember if I've kissed someone before. He runs his hands through my hair as he keeps kissing me hungrily.

He obviously seems to enjoy it.

I see my chance and pull my knee up between his legs.
His laugh becomes a painful screech and he sinks on the ground.

"I said get the hell off me, Shank."
I say hatefully and try to order my hair. Well, this was -

Somebody coughs from the other edge of the room.

Newt.

Oh my god, this has to seem so weird. "He... he attacked me..." I try to explain. "So you made out with him and kicked him into his family jewels? That makes no bloody sense"
He replies in his strong accent.

"He wanted to kiss me but I said no, so he just -"
"Why would he want to kiss you?" Newt interjects.
"How am I supposed to know that?" I snap back.

Why is he mad at me? It's not my fault that Ben wanted to kiss me.

"I thought you were different. I thought you were nice. Perhaps I was wrong."

His words hit me like a punch.
This isn't fair!
He walks out of the homestead, outraged and leaves me alone with the howling Ben on the ground.