The Maze Runner Imagines (requests closed)

Newt Imagine: Alive (2/2)

The original imagine was requested by missevangelene , but @caitlinr624 requested a second part, so here it is! I hope you guys like it❤️

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I unlocked the lock and Newt climbed out, immediately pulling me into another kiss. He pulled away and held me in his warm arms, he was gentler than ever.

He held me like I was a delicate dandelion that would break away with the slightest movement.

And for once, I felt relaxed, comforted, safe. The Glade was nothing but a place to spend with the love of my life, Newt.

Once Newt let go, he smiled at me. A real, genuine smile. It was rare for him to smile, and if he did, it would always seemed forced, or even empty, but now, all I could see in his eyes was happiness.

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The Homestead was crowded with fifty boys, give or take a few. Alby shouted at them to be quiet and we all took a seat. I looked in the direction of Jack's seat; empty.

"As some of you may have known, Jack was the one that attacked Y/N, for no reason whatsoever. Am I right Y/N?"

I nodded. Everyone's eyes shifted toward Jack's seat as well.

"You mean the nerdy kid with the buck teeth and--"

Newt cut Frypan off.

"Yes, him."

Alby nodded. "Is anyone positive where Jack went? When did you guys see him last after the incident?"

As if on cue, the door bursted open, and there stood Jack. Sweaty, shaky, and with a knife gripped in his hand.

He was gasping for air and blabbering nonsense no one could understand.

Everyone stood up and started freaking out, some talked about exiting, but that wasn't possible with Jack standing at the door, others talked about what Jack was doing and where he came from.

But Newt worried about me. He stood in front of me, so I wrapped my arms around his thin torso and shut my eyes.

I heard a thump and a gasp for air, and the body in front of me slipped from my arms.

I heard Minho and Thomas charge to tackle Jack to his death, but I fell to the ground in desperation.

Tears stained my vision as I clung onto Newt's limp body.

But something was different, something was off.

His body was much larger, more muscular and built than Newt's.

That's when I wiped my blurred eyes and realized,

it wasn't Newt, it was Gally.

My eyes met his and they were filled with tears.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, I'm so sorry. I-it's all my fault. I-I'm so sorry. I hope this was enough to make it up to you. Y-Y/N. I-I'm so sorry."

Gally stuttered.

Then his eyes shut. His spirit left his body and his chest was still.

Silence engulfed the room as I sat there, holding Gally's hand and trying to understand what he was talking about.

Newt looked up at me with tear filled eyes.

"H-he just bloody jumped in front of me. I-I don't think I've ever felt so terrible before."

I half-heartedly smiled at Newt. "It isn't your fault, nor is it his. It's Jack's."

He nodded and we looked in Jack's direction, he was tackled on the floor and being beaten to death by Minho and Thomas.

Yes, I feel bad, yes, I feel guilty, and yes, I feel horrible, but he deserved it.

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As you can tell I had no idea how the shuck to end this but I hope you all liked it❤️