A girl new to the glade falls hopelessly in love with Newt, but what happens when her past unfolds and she can no longer hide from the truth.
✰Will she choose 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 over saving the world?✰
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"Come on guys. Can't we send someone after them?"
"Another runner or something?" I added.
Everyone gathered at one of the entrances of the maze. The rain finally stopped and the sky was finding its color again. We eagerly waited for Minho and Alby but there was no sign of the two.
Gally; the stuck up bully had spoke calmly to Thomas for the first time. "It's against the rules. It's either they make it back or they don't."
"Can't risk losing anyone else." Newt mumbled to Thomas and I.
I felt nothing but anxiety. What if they didn't make it? What if something bad happened to Minho and Alby? No one survives a night in the maze.
"What if something happened?" I paused. A tingly sensation spread throughout my body. I had a bad feeling. A gut feeling, telling me something bad was going to happen.
"We can't be certain-"
A gust of wind coming from the inside of the maze hit our faces and the concrete walls began shifting.
"Oh no." I heard Chuck say.
I desperately searched the maze for human life. In the distance I managed to see one big figure dragging their body towards the glade. Only to find out it was Minho holding an unconscious Alby on his back.
"There!" Thomas pointed at the two exhausted boys. I leaned closer trying to get another better look.
"Wait no- Something's wrong."
"It's Alby." I said. "He's unconscious." I looked at Newt with concern. The doors to the maze were closing at a fast pace.
"Come on, Minho! You can do it!" Chucks voice cracked in the air as he shouted on the top of his lungs.
The gladers began cheering for Minho. Encouraging their friend to pick up his pace and make it back into the glade.
Albys body slipped from Minhos grasp, landing on the floor. Quickly Minhos tried to drag the leaders body but failed miserably.
"You gotta leave him!"
"Come on!"
Come on, Minho!"
Finally Newt said what everyone was so desperately not trying to believe in.
"They're not going to make it."
I snapped my head to Newt. He stared intently at the maze. All his hope and faith within vanished from his core. Deep down I knew it too. I just didn't want to admit because then it's true and you can't run from the truth.
Not successfully.
"Newt." I hopelessly called. "We have to do something! We have to-" My voice cracked.
The loud shouts in the air blocked out the words that came out of my mouth. The went unheard by Newt; his mind drifted off somewhere else.
Thomas bounced back and forth next to me. His arms swayed lightly and I knew what he was thinking. No amount of words could've prepared me for what happened next.
The door was going to shut in less than a minute, I had no time to think or mentally process what was happening.
Thomas jumped up and I thought he was going to run into the maze. Without thinking I irrationally pushed past Thomas, he pushed up against Newt and I just ran.
I ran into the maze.
The boys lined up ahead end of the doors shouted like animals, calling my name over and over. Soon after Thomas's name was announced.
The heavy walls brushed against my shoulders and I picked up my pace, knowing if I don't run faster the grievers won't kill me; the doors would.
The shouts came to end as the doors closed shut with a loud bang. I looked around frantically, stopping in my tracks when Thomas stood behind me and panted.
I pushed on his chest, startling the brunette. "Why- why would you do that? You fool. Are you trying to get yourself killed?" I shouted. "Why? I pushed you-I freaking pushed you." My voice strained.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" He retaliated. "I knew what I was doing- It's not safe here, Lilah."
I backed away from Thomas and threw my hands in the air out of frustration. "Thomas if you die, I will kill you again." I threatened.
"Right back at ya." Thomas sassed. He paused for moment. "I don't get it- Why are you mad at me?" He questioned.
"I'm not mad!" I shouted. Noticing the tone in my voice I lowered it, significantly. "Look- I'm worried and honestly so freaking terrified right now. I can't lose you. I won't lose you."
Thomas's expression changed from stern to sympathy. I could tell he didn't expect my honesty. Which was natural due to the fact I hardly talk about my feelings towards Thomas.
"I'm sorry." Thomas apologized, his words were soft and genuine. "You're not going to lose me." He reassured by placing both his hands on my shoulders. "We- You will be okay. I promise."
I bit my bottom lip nervously. The reassurance was warming, but not enough. It only made me worry even more. "We." I corrected. "I'm not leaving without You, Minho and Alby."
A sarcastic laugh echoed the maze.
Thomas and I turned our divided attention to a particular Asian with spiky hair. Minho sat down on the ground, tears dripping down and a hysterical expression on his face.
"We're fu-"
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A/N: GALLERYS AND CHUCKS FACE IN THE PICTURE LMAOAOA
