Newt x Y/n - Maze Runner

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Alby, Gally, Minho, Thomas and Newt had left for the banishing but Chuck stayed with me in my hut. He hadn't been told much but he knew the basics about what had happened. The dream replayed over and over in my mind and Chuck knew it was so for the entire time he held onto me, either holding my hand or wrapping his arms around my torso.

He stayed with me whilst I fell asleep but woke up from fear of if I would dream again and he held onto me as the screams echoed into my hut. Ben was yelling outside. His crying calls made my heart ache but there was nothing I could do. But all I wanted to do was run. Run in the maze alone, clear my head but I couldn't the doors closed with a bang and I flinched only to be calmed by Chuck squeezing me tighter.

I thanked him and lay down, "I'm going to try and sleep, can you see if Newt can stay in here tonight?" I could see him resist making a joke but he nodded and left quickly.

I rest my head back on the bed and stared up at the roof, the image of a griever going over in my mind when the door opened and I looked to the left.

Newt walked inside, his face was sad and his eyes were squinting but as soon as he saw me he came over and wrapped his arms around my torso.

"How was it?" I sunk into his hug and let my head dangle.

He sighed and rest his head on top of mine, "As good as any banishing will be. I'm gonna miss him."

"Me too."

We stayed there in silence for a while until I yawned loudly and sighed.

"You need to sleep." Newt moves me back, still holding my hand that he had grabbed him his lap as he lay me on the bed and snuggled next to me.

His arms snaked around my torso and I was pulled into his chest. A familiar scent filled my nose and I smiled before crawling back into him again.

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"W.I.C.K.E.D is good."

My eyes opened and I wasn't in the glade, I wasn't even in the maze. I was in a large white room, I tried to move but I couldn't. I looked down and below me was a white table with thick restraints holding down my arms and legs. I looked around the room again, plain walls with nothing on them, a white and grey cupboard on one end of the room and next to me a silver roll around tray, on it was tools, all with a small amount of blood on them.

Then my eyes settled on the person to my right, she leaned into my ear where she whispered, "W.I.C.K.E.D is good." Over and over.

Her hair was long and thin but tightly held in a bun above her head, her skin pale and wrinkly. She wore a long white doctors coat with long white trousers, her wrists covered in thin silver jewellery.

"She's ready. Send her in." The woman took a step back and the door at the end of the room opened and in walked three tall men, all with black masks, black outfits and large guns in their hands.

Behind them, a smaller girl walked in. She looked about 15-16, her hair was long and dark, matching her dark eyes. She wore a black shirt, blue jeans and a long white lab coat, her hands covered by blue gloves.

"Thank you Teresa." The lady walked towards the girl or 'Teresa' and handed her a small jar, in the top was a thin needle that balanced inside.

Teresa grabbed the jar and walked towards me as the lady left and the guards stood at the entrance. She lifted the needle out of the jar and studied the blue liquid inside before bringing it to my arm, "Goodbye Y/n." she whispered. The needle stuck into my arm and my hands squeezed into fists.

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I bolted up, my breathing was fast and uneven as my heart raced in my chest. A loud ringing stung into my ears and I could feel water dripping down my face and onto my legs. I lifted my hands to my head and covered my face with my palms, taking shaky breaths as quiet sobs left my mouth.

I looked around my hut, there was no light coming through the wood. I looked down at my bed and lying next to me was Newt, his arms still loosely snaked around my waist, his breathing even and deep and his eyes closed.

Seeing him next to me calmed my body and a small smile came to my lips but everything in my mind was still fuzzy. Who was that lady? Who is Teresa? Where was that?

I sighed to myself and rubbed my cheeks, flinging my legs over the bed and standing up. Changing into black jeans, a greyed shirt and a dirty white zip-up hoodie that I then slipped my runners chest belt thing over my chest and checked each knife that was inside.

I grabbed my only not broken hair band left and tied my hair up into a high body tail then adjusted the bandages on my arm.

I walked towards the door of my hut but stopped and glanced back at Newt. He was still in the same position, asleep. I smiled and walked out, gently closing the door behind me and looking around the glade.

At this point, the sun was just peeking over the large walls of the glade and everything was still. The doors to the maze were open and I could hear Alby and Minho just waking up so I dashed towards the concrete.

My hand skimmed the door of the maze before I entered and I ran around a corner. I took a long, deep breath and looked around the area then smiled. It felt as it always did, calming, silent and always just a bit daunting. I smiled to myself and started to run.