The Maze Runner Imagines (requests closed)

Newt Imagine: Safe (2/2)

PLEASE READ: I WILL PROBABLY NOT BE UPDATING IN THE NEXT FIVE DAYS. ILL BE AT CAMP AND IF I HAVE A CHANCE TO WRITE I WILL. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH.

Anyway @http_death requested a second part so here you are❤️
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Piercing screams and mechanical noises filled the air, all I could hear was chaos, and like I said before, I'm completely helpless.

Even more now.

All my other friends are in the homestead while I'm in the slammer with Newt and Thomas.

I didn't mind at all, but it made me worry about the others even more.

Thomas checked his watch, "About thirty minutes left until the doors close, guess we're leaving soon."

Newt shook his head, "It's going to be a blood bath. Try to get some rest, okay Y/N?"

I nodded and closed my eyes, it was nearly impossible to sleep with all the distress calls flowing through the glade, but my mind finally drifted to a welcomed fantasy of darkness.

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"Y/N, we have three minutes! The doors are going to close!"

I jumped out of Newt's reassuring arms startled. We climbed out of the pit and headed toward the doors.

There was a small group waiting there, fifteen at the most.

Alby was giving them instructions as my eyes searched the group to figure out who was missing.

It's Clint, Y/N.

My head lowered in desperation.

"Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?" Minho asked.

"Go ahead."

"Be careful, don't die."

"Great, we're all bloody inspired."

The doors creaked, and without a second thought, we charged into the endless maze.

It was tiring to run without a break, and the exit wasn't nearly as close as I thought it would be.

Finally, the exit was spotted. Minho nodded at Chuck, Thomas, and I, so we headed for the griever hole.

The gladers fought off the grievers as we went through the pathway.

Thomas and Chuck had already jumped in. I looked back one last time.

I saw Newt fighting off a griever, but he didn't look so well, he was on the ground pointing a spear toward the slimy face, but it looked like the griever would tear him to shreds any second now.

Without thinking, I charged to the love of my life. I pulled him away from the griever and took his spear, pointing it to the hideous thing.

"Y/N, what the bloody shuck are you doing? It's dangerous out here!"

"I couldn't leave you Newt."

He kissed me on the limps and I felt something pierce my torso. My hand met my stomach and it was covered in a bright crimson color.

"What's wrong Y/N?!" Newt asked, examining my facial expression.

"I-it, I-I can't."

Nothing would come out of my mouth, and tears streamed down my face.

I fell into Newt's arms, black spots attempting to steal my vision, but I don't want to go.

I blinked rapidly, as if it would send them away.

"Y/N, please don't die on me love."

His tears fell on my face, although they were warm they made me shiver.

"Newt..I-"

"Why you? Why couldn't it have been me?! Please stay with me Y/N."

"Newt, p-please go, l-live."

"But Y/N, don't you see, I can't live without you."

I gave Newt a soft smile before the black spots took me with them.

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WOWOWOWOW. IM SORRY. THIS WAS POORLY WRITTEN IM SORRY I HAVE TROUBLE WITH THESE TYPES OF IMAGINES. ANYWAY I WONT BE HERE FOR FIVE DAYS AND ILL MISS YOU GUYS.
castiel538 helped me with this one❤️