What I was searching for - A Newt Fanfiction

Chapter 6: the thunderstorm

The moment I woke up I moved away from him, my face heating up.
"Welcome back to earth Lena" Minho says as he starts to laugh. As I look around, I mention that everyone was awake. Everyone had seen me sleeping on Newt's chest.
My face started to heat up even more and I get up, walking away from the group.
There was nothing to look at but I needed to leave this place. I didn't feel safe to stay there.
"OH YEAH RUN AWAY AGAIN, YOU'RE REALLY GOOD AT THAT YOU KNOW?!" I hear Aris shout from behind me.
I felt the ground beneath me dissapear, everything became blurry. Tears falling down my cheeks. As I look around I see Aris looking at me as if he'd seen a ghost. He didn't mean to hurt me.
Still it hurts, I can't look back at him.
I hate how I ran that time with Joy, how I ran away like a coward. Aris knew damn well that that hurted me to my bones and that it was my fault that she got stung. I could've helped her, but I didn't and now I get all of it back inside of my mind.
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"Lena look at what I made!" Joy says, a big smile on her face. She was helping Susan before we would go into the maze.
"It looks really good Joy, but we have to go into the maze between now and a minute, so are you done?" I ask her as I already walk towards the other mappers.
"Yeah on my way!" She shouts back.
Then we went into the maze, running our normal round. My enkle was hurting pretty bad, but I couldn't turn around anymore
As if it couldn't get worse we bump into a griever, the griever rushing towards us.
Fear filled my eyes, seeing Joy run towards the awful creature.
"JOY LOOK OUT!" I scream at her. Why can she never think about her actions.
She looked back for a second, but even when she saw the fear in my eyes she rushed farther towards the griever. Her spear in her hand, ready to injure it.
Tears started to fill my eyes, desperate to get out. I don't want to leave her here if she gets stung, but I also don't want to get stung myself. As I start to freak out I see her planting her spear in the head of the griever, the griever letting out a shriek.
"JOY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, RUN!" I shout at her.
Then the griever looked at Joy, ready to sting her. But Joy didn't move, even when she saw the griever ready to sting. I looked at it, full with fear. My fight or flight instinct got hand of me and I ran the opposite way, away from the griever. Leaving Joy and the griever behind.
As soon as I stopped hearing screams, I turned around. I wanted to take Joy with me so they wouldn't say that it was my fault. I knew damn well that it's my fault but I didn't want to accept that.
"Joy?" I ask as I look around the corner, not seeing her anywhere. I started to panic. I run towards the next corner, hoping that I'll find her there.
"Joy?" I ask again. Then I saw her lying on the floor, completely unconsious. I mentioned her veins already darkening, a look of fear stained her face. I couldn't see her eyes but I could see she was frightend.
As I look around me, there's no sign of a griever and the sun was slowly going under. I had to go back right now.
I got next to the girl, lifting her arm around my shoulder as I slowly stand up. She wasn't heavy, but I couldn't run. Not wanting to injure her any farther.
As I came into the heart, the doors shut behind me. I was just on time.
All the girls come running towards me, ready to get the weight of my shoulders, litterally.
They take Joy towards the hospital, ready to cure her from the fact that she was stung, so she wouldn't become a beast like the other girls that got stung. When Joy woke up she seemed fine, everything was fine for her until she saw me.
She told all the girls what happend and all of them blamed me, not hearing the part where I screamed for her to stop and turn around.
I ran away from them that night, not wanting to show everyone how scared I was. I didn't want that everyone blamed me for something I couldn't do anything about. And yes I knew I ran away, but is was an instinct. I din't have anything to say about what I did because my body took over.
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"Hey, are you alright?" I hear a brittish accent say from behind me. I didn't have to look around to know that it was Newt. I could hear that he was worried about me, not knowing what he should do to comfort me.
As I look around I could see that he was definitely worried about me. I smile a little, knowing that he won't go away if I didn't.
"I'm fine i guess" I say, hoping that he would just leave again.
"You know, I'm fine is the sweetest lie of them all, you never know if they mean it or not" He said, a small smile appearing on his lips.
"Well I guess I'm fine, at least I will be" I say as I look at him. He walks over to me and sat down next to me.
"If there is something, you can talk to me alright?" He says, his voice soft as I look into his dark brown eyes. There was a sparkle that I haven't seen before, something that looked like golden flakes in his eyes. Those golden flakes, reflecting the sun. His blond hair waving as a reaction on the wind.
I was stuck in a trance, slowly leaning towards him as he leans towards me. We both didn't mention how close our heads were before Minho interrupted whatever was happening. We both looked at each other with shock, not ready for what just almost happend.
We both stand up at the exact same time, looking everywhere but each other.
I heard Minho chuckle as he realised what he just prevented from happening.
"Oohhh loverbirds were kind of busy" Minho says as he laughs.
"Well, we're going farther. You two coming or not?!" Minho says as he walks away. I immedeatly follow him, not knowing what I should say to Newt anymore.
I quietly follow the rest as Winston gets more trouble breathing. I look back at the boy, a worried look on my face. I could hear him breathing and even if it comforted me, I still feel bad for the boy that doesn't seem to be able to make it to the safe haven.
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Our waterbottles almost empty, the life gone from winstons skin, the sun burning on our skin. Everything felt horrible, but nothing could be worse then being captured by wicked.
"We should take a break for a minute" Newt says as he mentioned the look on our faces and the stones where we could have some sort of shelter.
Everyone agrees with him and we al sit down. I desided to sit down next to Newt, knowing that that wasn't the simple thing to do. I just really wanted to talk to him and after hours of walking I haven't talked to anyone.
I feel his eyes stuck on my hands that were on top of my knees. I just looked at my own hands too, not wanting to meet his glance.
Then he suddenly grabs my hand, as if he was doubting his decision, he immediatly pulls his hand away again. It felt horrible, to see him back away like that. I just started to doubt if I should grab his hand instead so he wouldn't feel bad for grabbing mine.
I look at him, my head warming up. I looked at his hands, not ready for what I was going to do.
Then something just clicked, I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his.
I could hear him hold his breath in shock, not knowing that I would actually grab his hand instead. I let out a sigh of relieve, mentioning that I was holding my breath before.
"Ooohh Loverbirds are holding hands again" Minho chuckles out, the smile never dissapearing his face. How does he do that? How does he always smile!?
I look up at Newt, who's face became red, blushing. I couldn't keep my smile away, I couldn't keep my serious look I always had.
Then my face started to heat up too, remembering what happend 3 hours ago. I didn't know what to do about it anymore, but I had to make this work.
I gave Minho the Really?! look and he laughed as he went to annoy Thomas and Teresa. Then everything went silent, I didn't hear a thing. Tears filling up my eyes when I heard a name. Aris was telling them the story about Joy.
I couldn't handle the pressure on my shoulders and I let go of Newt's hand. I burry my face in my hands as the tears start falling down my cheeks. I felt Newt's arm, wrapping around me. He pulled me into a hug and I started bawling my eyes out in Newt's chest.
"Hey it's okay, we're gonna be fine" I heard Newt say in a soft voice, almost whispering. I just let go of all my tears that were desperate to get out, from now and from the night before. I felt everyone looking at me as Aris finnished his story. They started talking about me, their voice filled with worry as they mentioned me crying into Newt's chest.
"Hey Newt, is she alright?" Fry asks, immediatly regretting the question knowing that I was far from okay.
"I guess she's just hurt, I don't know by what, but we need to move on" He quickly answers as he keeps holding me.
Then we hear a loud gunshot and we al jump up. As I look around I mentioned Winston holding the gun as Minho was trying to get the gun away from Winston.
I rush towards the boy that was fighting to get hold of the gun. His skin a darker purple, black veins covering his whole body.
"What the hell is he doing!?" Newt screams out as he came rushing towards us. I can't look at this and I had to take the gun away from them, I can't handle seeing someone ready to kill himself.
As I take the gun I hear shouts with worry, telling me to put the gun away. I didn't want to give it away again, what if he shot himself?!
My heart was pounting inside of my chest, the adrenaline rushing through my whole body. Tears filling my eyes and the sun burning on my skin.
"Hey, Lena, listen to me okay. It's gonna be okay" Minho says as he tries to calm me down, not affective but it's a start.
"Lena, it's okay" Newt says as he steps between me and Winston. Winston lies on the sand, his eyes slowly closing. He was getting worse and worse and now he's almost unconcious. I get it he's probably just tired and hurt.
"Pl- pl- please, L- Lena, l- let me do this" He manages to say before he closed his eyes completely.
"No! I can't let you kill yourself!" I shout as if nothing could change my oppinion.
"Lena just let go of the gun" Newt says as he slowly moves his hand towards the gun that was still in my hand. As he grabs the gun I feel myself leting out a breath that I didn't know I was holding in.
I see Newt walking towards Winston, the gun still in his hand. I feel myself tensing as I mention what he's planning to do.
"No Newt, please dont" I whisper under my breath, knowing that this was the right thing to do.
I felt arms around my middle, pulling me into a hug as Newt gives the gun to Winston. Winston looked at us and nodded a thank you to Newt as everyone stops by Winston to say goodbye.
The arms slowly go away and as I look around I see Aris standing there, he always knew when I needed arms to hold me and I was glad that he was here with me.
"Lena?" Winston manages to bring out with a soft voice, all his strength using to say something.
"Yeah?"
"Take care of them" He says as everyone left. I nod in respond, knowing that I would because he asked me to. I can't let one of my friends down, not again.
As a tear rolls over my cheek I slowly walk away. I couldn't stand to stay there any longer, I had to go.
As we walked maybe 2 miles, we heard a gunshot. Another tear rolled down my cheek as my knees become weaker. I put all my strength together to keep standing, walking towards the place that should be our happy ending.
The ending that we're all waiting for, the place were we'll be safe.
I feel a hand around my waist, making sure that I keep standing. I put my head on their shoulder, not having to carry that weight on me too.
We just walk like that for hours, not ready to let go of each other. I still don't know who it was but I didn't really mind. It's okay, I'm just glad that I can lean on someone else.
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We took a stop so we could take some sleep. Everyone was fighting to be able to keep standing, fighting against the hot sunlight that was burning in our skin. Our mouth dry because of the water that ran out hours ago. Everything seemed do be against us.
When we lie down, I lay down next to Newt and Aris just because I feel the safest next to them.
Within minutes everyone drives off to sleep, leaving me in a place without any noices or sounds.
I close my eyes slowly and as I almost drift off to sleep Thomas shouts that we have to get up. The clouds we're dark as if they could fall down any minute. Everyone jumps up as if their life depends on it, even though it does I don't. I can't find the strength to jump up. As I slowly sit up I see the worry on Newt's face, him holding his hand in front of me so he could help me up. I gently grab his hand as I pull myself up by his help.
My hand never leaves his as we pull our strength together once more to run towards the light, our hope for a place where we can find shelter for the thunderstorm that is going to start within minutes.
We run as if our lives depends on it, because it does. The clouds start to fall down, the rain blurring our vision as we keep running.
Newt gently squeezes in my hand as we keep running, our body telling us to stop. The rain is getting havier, the thunder louder as we almost reach the large doors to shelter. The doors towards our savety.
Then we hear a loud thunder, screams and then there's nothing left of my hearing. Only a loud creak left in my head. As I look around I see Thomas and Minho lying on the ground, Minho not moving at all.
My eyes widen as Newt lets go of my hand to help Thomas and Minho.
"NO NEWT" I exclaim, my voice rasping from the tears that I'm fighting back. I can't lose him too.
I don't hesitate and run towards them too, I take Minho's lifeless body over my shoulder as I strugle to get back to the doors. Then Frypan stood there to help me as I almost fell down.
I didn't have the energy to drag his body with me on my own. I was so glad Frypan desided to help me because now we're faster then I was on my own. My whole body hurting, my legs desperate to give up. When we're almost there the thunder storms down right next to us, making us jump the other way. Now the whole creak in my ear was gone, everything was just silent.
I could see the others screaming, shouting. At least I can't hear them but I can see there lips moving.
Frypan and I pull all of our last strength together as we push through the doors. Our legs giving up as we're inside. We fall down next to Minho's lifeless body. I sit up against someones legs, I was to tired to look up who it was. 
"Hey, you alright?" I hear a britisch accent above me. So I was sitting against his legs.
"Do I look like I'm fine?!" I say as I keep breathing heavily, my chest moving up and down.
"I'm sorry, it was stupid to even ask" He says as he laughs a little.
"It's okay" I say as I look down at Minho again, his body still lifeless. I look at how Thomas is trying to wake him up. Everyone is saying his name, not shouting but full with worry.
"Minho come on wake up" I mutter under my breath. I shake his body a little as I try to help Thomas. 
Then suddenly his body starts moving, he's breathing! A smile appears on my face as everyone sighs in relief.
"What happend?" He says with a soft, raspy voice.
"You got hit by the thunder" Thomas answers.
"Oh" He says as if he's proud of himself to survive such a thing. We all laugh out loud at his response. Only Minho could react like this about such a thing. 
I sigh as I look above me, Newt already looking down. He chuckles as he looks away again, as if he wants to hide something. Maybe I'm just letting things into my head.
Everyone is sort of relieved Minho's alive, but everyone is curious about where we exactly are. As some of the boys grab their lighter and turn them on, we're almost immediatly attacked by cranks. 
Frypan and I immediatly jump up as we see them and Newt grabs onto my hand again. I don't know why but I pull my hand away, I guess I don't want to be held back as we have to run.
Then suddenly the lights turn on, a figure standing on the other side of the room.
"I see you met our guard dogs" A womans voice says as she comes closer.
We all look at her in disbelieve. Another human, in a place filled with cranks, what the hell is this place!?