Too good at goodbyes | Newt x reader

13 - chaos

Running up to the maze doors, the gladers waited to see if the doors would close anyway. Suddenly, the walls started rumbling and birds squawked in the distance, making everyone flinch.

All of a sudden, the doors on every side of the glade opened up. Thomas turned to look at Chuck. "Okay, Chuck, I want you to go to the council hall, okay? Start barricading the doors." your brother ordered. "Mhm, okay."

"Winston, you go with him." Newt said. The slicer and the slopper jogged away to the council hall. "Get the others. Tell them to go to the forest, go hide. Now." Gally ordered one of the builders.

"Minho, grab every weapon you can find. We'll meet you at the council hall." you said. Minho nodded before running off. "Okay, Teresa, you and I are gonna go get Alby. All right? Come on." Thomas spoke.

Suddenly, some gladers started shouting in the distance.

"Run!"

"Grievers!"

A roar could be heard before two grievers approached from the doors you were standing in front of. "All right, everybody hide!" Thomas shouted.

All of you started running off, trying to find shelter from the grievers. You ran into a corn field, crouching down next to Newt who placed his arm around your shoulders.

Screams were heard coming from different directions of the glade before a griever grabbed Zart, pulling him away. You tried reaching out to him, but you were too slow.

That's when all of you stood up and started running again, knowing the grievers had found you. "Go, go! Get to the village!" Thomas ordered.

You, Newt and several other gladers ran to get weapons. You grabbed a spear and a machete before running off to find Thomas. Him and some other gladers were attacked by a griever, Thomas standing in front of everyone to protect them if necessary.

You threw your spear into the griever, Minho doing the same. It tumbled back in pain and shrieked. "Over here, let's go!" someone screamed as the remaining group made their way to the council hut.

Once everyone was inside, Thomas locked the door. You stood in the middle of the hut next to Newt. When the griever jumped onto the roof, you hugged your boyfriend around his waist tightly.

"Stay back, guys." Newt ordered. It got quiet before the griever plunged its tail through the roof, grabbed a beam and tore it away, making some of the roof collapse on a few of the gladers.

Everyone but one boy were able to escape, the boy being taken away by the griever. The griever plunged its tail through the wall Chuck was standing next to and grabbed him.

Thomas was able to grab his hand, trying to pull him back inside. Three other gladers grabbed Chuck and helped Thomas. "Chuck, don't let go!" your brother told the brunette.

"Yeah, no shit!"

Suddenly, the stinger on the griever's tail activated, about to stab the boy with it, Alby smashed a wooden plank against it. He let out a battle cry before the stinger broke and the griever let go of Chuck.

"Thanks, Alby." Chuck panted. The leader nodded in response. Then, the griever plunged its tail back into the hut, grabbing Alby. You and Thomas were quick to react, grabbing the leader's arms.

Alby looked you in the eyes. "Thomas. Y/N. Go, get them out." he spoke before being pulled away. "No!" both of you screamed, looking at the space Alby was in only a second ago.

You and Thomas simultaneously made your way to the door, several people screaming at you not to do so. When you got out, half the glade was on fire and the grievers were gone.

"Where is everybody? Who's that over there?" someone asked. You turned around to see multiple people walking up to you quickly. One of them was Gally who walked straight up to Thomas.

"Gally." your brother spoke before the builder punched him right in the face. The guys tried pulling him away from Thomas, who held his jaw in pain.

"This is all you, Thomas! Huh? Look around!" Gally screamed angrily. "Back off, Gally. It's not Thomas' fault." Minho defended your brother.

"You heard what Alby said. He's one of them." Gally continued. "One of who?" you asked, but Gally ignored you in his rant. "He's one of them, and they sent him here to destroy everything, and now he has. Look around, Thomas. Look around. This is your fault."

Thomas looked at the stinger in Chuck's hand, debating whether he should take the risk or not. While the boys continued arguing, you walked over to your brother.

"Maybe he's right." he mumbled, looking at you before he looked at Teresa. "Thomas?" you asked, shakily. "I need to remember, Y/N." your brother spoke.

He plunged the stinger into his thigh before collapsing to the ground. "Thomas, no!" you screamed, falling to your knees next to him. The guys ran up to you, kneeling down next to your brother.

The last thing he could see was the guys' worried faces and your tear stained cheeks before everything went dark around him.