She was so scared when she woke up in the box. She didn't remember a thing. She wanted to get out, but she couldn't. She couldn't even try. Or could she? It was all blurred, nothing made sense anymore. Who were those people? Why was she the only gir...
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Newt woke up on his empty hammock, still feeling the warmth of y/n all over his chest, making him smile through the sleepiness. He really liked that girl. After stretching, he went looking for Alby through the glade, finally finding him with Zart at the gardens. "Morning Alby." "Hey, what's up?" "Nothing, I was meaning to stay here and take some of these berries to Fry." "Good, I'll be with Gally, seems like Ben messed with his projects and he got a bit mad." He said with a knowing look. Before he could get far, the blonde called him. "Hey! Y/n and Minho already left, right?" "Yeah, just a while ago, why?" "Nothing, it's fine." He turned and left as Newt started carrying fruit baskets to the cookhouse. When he got there he saw Frypan was arguing with Winston about something. "You know damn well that Alby would flip, Winston. I ain't gonna cover for you everytime you drop my food." Fry was pissed with something, and Newt was pretty sure it had to do with the piece of meat laying on the floor. "Come on dude, it's the last time, he doesn't even need to know, you just have to clean it, see?" The thin boy argued lifting the meat off the ground, showing it to his friend. Fry saw Newt and pulled him into the argument. "Newt! Look at this! This shank dropped the pig again. How am I supposed to cook dirty food..." "It's not even dirty, Fry, you're exaggerating." Winston interrupted. Newt just laughed and patted Frypan's shoulder. "It's gonna have to do, mate. But you better not drop anything else or I'll replace the slicer and have you served as dinner." He placed the basket with the berries on the floor and left the two there with the fallen meat. Newt didn't have much to do. He walked around the glade a bit, checking in with the other Gladers, making sure everything was going well. Seemed like Alby was still trying to deal with the Gally and Ben situation. Ben was supposed to spend the day at the map room, but it would probably not be done soon. Now he would just wait around for y/n to arrive. That was all he wanted all the time. He spent every second of every day thinking about her, with her beautiful laugh and the way she always spoke her mind and made him feel so special. Newt could barely recognize himself. Time was going so slow and it was driving him crazy. Now that he knew what her touch felt like he never wanted to let it go. The day was unusually windy in the Glade after the storm, and Newt couldn't help but being worried about the situation in the maze. It was almost time for the Doors to close and neither of the runners had arrived yet. And he wasn't the only one who had noticed. "They haven't arrived yet, huh?" Gally said approaching Newt. He was staring at the maze for some time now, so he just looked up at his friend and nodded for a second before going back to stressfully looking at the gates. Gally noticed the boy's erratic behavior and leaned on one of the pillars of the shack. "I'm sure they're fine. Minho takes longer sometimes." The blonde looked down for a moment before turning to him with stoic face. "It's not exactly Minho that I'm worried about..." The builder sighed, searching for the right words. "You know y/n is tough. And you know Minho will protect her. He told you he would didn't he?" Newt looked down, embarrassed that his friend knew about the promise the runner had made to protect the girl at all costs. He trusted Minho, and he trusted the girl. "They're probably fine." Newt kept telling himself, even though he didn't quite believe it. "Yeah... Hey, do you know where Alby is?" "No, he's probably still giving Ben a well needed lecture for messing with my projects. That idiot." Gally answered with a scolding expression, making Newt chuckle. Newt started to make his way to the map room, where he assumed Alby would be, but a faint noise caught his attention. His heart immediately started bouncing in his chest as the sound became clearer and scarier by the second. He squinted his eyes in the direction of the maze, where the noise was coming from, and recognized the blurry shape of his strong friend. He started to slowly step closer to the Door in order to distinguish the scene. "What the..." Gally murmured as he also peered attentively at the boy. And then they heard it. They were far away from each other so it was hard to make out what exactly Minho was saying but the second they understood they were running towards the Maze. "Help! It's y/n! She's hurt!" As they got closer they saw that in Minho's arms lay the limp body of a girl. At that point every single glader found themselves at the gates, screaming and chatting worriedly. Getting closer to the end of the Maze, Minho slowed down a bit, limping and gasping for air. Newt didn't hesitate, he just went into the maze and snatched the girl from his friend's arms, bringing her safely into the Glade. "No, no, no, no, no..." he kept saying, still serious. "Med-jacks!" Her body was covered in deep cuts and gashes. Her arm was twisted in an unnatural angle and one of her shoes was missing, showing her swollen and bruised ankle. Newt knelt down on the ground, carefully holding tight to y/n on his chest. He observed her hurt face fighting the tears that filled his eyes. He brushed his thumb on her cheek, pushing her blood stained hair out of her face. "Y/n! Wake up, love. Come on. You're okay." He whispered to her as his breathing got shallower by the second. "Newt... I'm sorry, I tried to protect her but..." Minho started, still panting when the blonde interrupted. "What happened?" He yelled angrily at his friend. He didn't answer. "Tell Clint and Jeff to hurry." Alby said surprisingly calm to the group of boys that circled the scene, approaching Newt and placing a hand on his shoulder before looking at Minho with a stern look. "What happened?"
