Chapter 11

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(Y/N)'s POV

It was getting late so we wrapped up for the night and everyone went to sleep. I go back to my room which was a mess. Tomorrow a new part of my life will start so I better prepare for it. I cleaned up my room. There were so many papers scattered around. I piled them up and burnt them in the dying embers of the bonfire. The papers have various plans I came up with and I don't want anyone to see them. 

I sat beside the flames as I watched the papers burn.

"We need to talk." 

I looked behind and saw Newt standing. "What is there to talk about," I say and turned my back on him. He didn't say anything for a minute but then sat beside me. 

"A lot," he says with a small laugh.

"I am sorry. I lost my bloody mind earlier. " he continued, " I was a runner too. I know what difficulties go into being one. I don't want to face them. Being a runner gave me more reasons to believe we will not be getting out of this hellhole. We have been trapped here for 3 shucking years. We have tried everything we could to get out of here but nothing worked out. "

I tried to act surprised but I knew this story. Looking at the screen, eyes fixed on one boy. Newt. 

"I haven't told anyone about this. Only Minho knows." He takes a deep breath and continues. 

"Did I ever tell you about how I broke my leg? This limp I have. I cause it." 

"It had been almost a year since I woke up in that box. I didn't know where I was. Who I was. I was one of the runners. We had searched every corner of the maze but found no way out. I had lost all hope. I hate this place (Y/N), more than anything. Being stuck here was so claustrophobic. I didn't feel anything. So one day I decided to end this hollow feeling forever. I woke up early in the morning and went into the maze. I found the tallest wall I could and I climbed up there and i- Jumped off it. "

There was a moment of silence. Newt's eyes were fixed on the dying embers of the flame, his jaw clenched. But my eyes never left off him. Of course, I knew about this incident. I was there, looking through the beetle blades. I hated every second of it. All I could do was watch him. I couldn't go up to him and do anything. I sat in front of the screen looking at his limp body tangled in the ivy. I was bawling my eyes out, praying someone would find him and save him. I hated that day. I  never felt so weak. I was so angry at WICKED for putting young teens in the Maze for finding a damn cure. 

Newt's eyes left the flames and met mine, he gave me a soft smile and said," Of course, I got completely tangled up in the ivy. Snapped my leg in three different places, out of proper shape." he gave off a small laugh. "Landed hard on the floor. I thought that was it. But Minho found me somehow. He picked me up and took me to the Glade and he never told anyone the truth about why. He saved me." he said. Before I could reply he said, "Even though my memories were gone, I could feel something was missing. You know. After the incident, I continued to feel that missing puzzle. But that puzzle was completed when I met you. It just clicked. And I am sorry for yelling at you earlier but if something happens to you that puzzle will break apart. I can't let that happen. I have been feeling incomplete for so long but your presence healed it. I don't want to go back to the same state again (Y/N)." he said in one breath.

Tears started to form in my eyes. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. Even though I knew how Newt hurt himself I never knew the real reason why he did what he did.

I rested my head on the nape of his neck. "I am so sorry you had to go through all that. I understand where you are coming from but you gotta trust me too." I break apart from our hug and continued, "Newt I have this feeling that I can get us out. Don't you think the creators sent me for a reason? Why would they randomly send in a girl in between a group of boys? Newt I don't have my memories but I have this slight feeling that I know the way out. I have been getting certain glimpses in my dreams. I know I can get us out."

I lied to him. I can't tell him that I have my memories or that I knew exactly how to get them out. I have to lie. It's the only way I can help.

Newt took a deep breath in. "I will not stop you. But you need to promise me one thing that you will return from the maze each time you go in. If you ever face danger. Run. Run as fast as you can and come back to me. We can deal with the problems together. Please come back to me safely. I will always stand near the maze gates waiting for you."

I smiled back at him and I held out my pinky finger. He was a bit confused as to why I am holding out my pinky. His confused expression was cute. I took his hand and interlocked our pinkies together. "Newt I promise I will return from the maze every time. And I promise I will get us out of this hellhole."

He smiled back and said, "Good that."

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A small cute chapter. Hope you guys enjoyed it.

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