𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

046 - Another fight

CHAPTER 46
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The four of us were running back towards the Glade.

One more turn and the Glade was visible. I can't say I missed this view.

As soon as I stepped foot in the Glade I saw people normally working minding their own business.

That's a good sign. I thought to myself. Maybe no one knows I ran in apart from these three. Maybe Newt doesn't know and doesn't need to.

But that thought was cut off quickly.

He was right in front of me. His gaze was hard. Of course, he was mad. But that didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around my body tightly.

"I hate you". He muttered burring his head in my neck. "You could have killed yourself".

I didn't know what to say. I could comment on that. He was right. I could have killed myself.

His head left my neck and now his hands were around my waist.

And here we are.

The eye contact. The strongest thing between us.

That eye contact screamed one thousand unspoken words, revealed hundreds of emotions but most of all, it unraveled our minds.

We saw through each other. It felt like he was telling me why and I could only stare. He did the talking and I did the listening.

"Sorry to interrupt this cute little moment but we have to discuss the fact our little shank ran in the Maze alone". Minho spoke holding his vest with both hands. With raised eyebrows and a titled head.

Both of us let go the moment he spoke.

"Does anyone else know?" I asked looking around at the four of them.

"Most of the Gladers do". Newt replied nodding once. "But that's not the problem". He let out a sigh rubbing his chin.

"What is?" Thomas asked the curiosity in his voice being obvious but also a hint of worry.

"Gally knows. And he has requested a gathering".

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The history book on the self is always repeating itself.

Just this morning Thomas was in here getting lectured and punished for going in the Maze.

Now I'm in the same position he was in a few hours ago.

"Okay, this needs to stop". Gally said holding his hands in the air. "We can't have non-runners going into the Maze whenever they feel like it". He let out a long sigh.

"What do you suggest we do?" Newt spoke up. He was leaning against a log with his arms crossed.

"Either they get punished- or I don't know what to do anymore".

"What do you mean by 'they' ?- are you seriously also referring to Thomas at the moment?" I responded not doing my best to hide the anger in my voice.

"Well, he did also run in didn't he?" He snapped back.

"As I said". Newt's jaw clenched. "What do you suggest we do?"

Gally turned "She gets punished too".

I looked at Newt trying to meet his eyes. He didn't look at me. A few seconds of silence until-