Running From Your Problems (a Newt/ Maze Runner fanfic)

Chapter 40

I'm just going to start off by saying I'm so very sorry this took me so long. It's been nine months since I've updated and I don't really have any form of excuse for that.

But, hopefully a 5000 word chapter will partially make up for it.

I could've made this chapter into about five different chapters but I wanted at least one really long chapter that will hopefully make you happy.

As I said in earlier chapters I would be trying to wrap this fan fiction up and I've finally done it.

This is the last chapter of running from your problems and I just want to say thank you so much for all the support that I've gotten and I love the comments you write (most of them are quite entertaining). I hope you have enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it!

Thank you so much for all of your support!
~ Caelyn
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The second the words escaped my mouth I wished I had covered my mouth. Heads whipped around to look for the source of the voice.

"Where is she?" one of the three on the cots croaked.

Minho's eyes locked onto mine, "right beside you Newt."

"What happened?" I repeated, frustrated that no one answered me.

"You all passed out, within seconds of each other. When Y/N hit the ground everything went wrong. The doors haven't opened since."

A pang of guilt hit me. This was my fault.

"This is my fault," I managed to choke out.

"What?" Newt and Minho shouted at the same time. Newt pushed himself up on his elbows.

I watched him sway, watched his face screw up in pain from sitting up so quickly. Seeing him in pain only made me feel worse.

"I need to- I can't-" I choked.

Minho leaned forward as if he were going to take a step toward me, but looked at Newt and decided against it.

I took a step back, toward the door. And then another. And then more, until I was out the door.

"Y/N!" Minho yelled after me, the sound of feet slapping the wood floor followed seconds later.

Minho reached the door, but stopped just inches out of reach of me.

"Don't try to catch her. She always runs, there's no point," Newt's voice rang through the door, weaker than it was seconds before.

His voice sent me over the edge, pushed all the pain I had experienced over the past weeks to the top, tears threatened to spill.

I turned and ran on unstable feet toward Homestead, toward the only place where I could be alone and make sure that no one would follow me.

I stopped with my hand on the doorknob, remembering a tiny detail that I had missed back when I was at WICKED only hours ago. An image of Chancellor Paige flickered through my mind. As she walked into the room she had her hand on her back, whatever she did took little time and it gave her the resistance to not kill me on the spot.

She had somehow notified all of WICKED of the maze being shut down.

And they were coming.

I needed to tell them. All of them.

I turned on my heel to find Frypan. I wasn't a big fan of him, saying that he could be extremely scary, but he knew everybody. And that was just what I needed to get the word out.