The Broken Glader

Part 12 - 5 more minutes

Y/n pov:

I opened my eyes. Here I was, once again, in the medjacks' hut. I had failed. I had failed at disappearing from the world. I had failed at getting rid of the fucking pain.
I felt a soft stroking on my hand. Newt.
Shit. I hadn't even thought about how it would affect him if I had died. And now he had been given hope of my return. Now I could never jump again knowing how much he needed me.
I turned on my side. I stared into his teary blue eyes. And he stared back at my, now, open eyes.
"Y/n?" His eyes lit up.
"5 more minutes" I said yawning.
He chuckled. Then he frowned.
"Please never do that again love. If not just for yourself, stay for me. I need you."
He spoke softly and wholeheartedly. I felt guilty.
"Alright blondie" I groaned before sitting up.
"Jesus Christ. That shucking hurts!" I shouted, wincing at the pain in my head.
"Yeah you fell pretty hard." He muttered. "You need to rest and that won't be a problem because it's not like you are going to be able to go anywhere anytime soon."
"What do you mean?" I asked annoyed.
"You twisted your ankle and sprained your wrist Y/n. You aren't going to be able to work for at least 2 weeks."
I looked down. Not only was I stuck in this hell hole, I couldn't pass the time by working either.
Luckily I had sprained my left wrist so I would still be able to draw.
"I'll be back in a sec, I just need to let Alby and Minho know you are awake."
"Ok".
I sat there thinking. Thinking about what could've happened. Maybe no one would've found me and I would've just died. Or maybe a Griever would've stung me. There were many different outcomes but it seems like this was the only one in which I stayed alive. Why did it have to be this one!?
Minho walked in the hut.
"Hey Y/n" he said with a smile.
"You found me didn't you. It was you who picked me up and brought me back. Wasn't it."
He looked at his feet and then nodded.
"I'm sorry. But other than the fact that you are someone I deeply admire, you and I both know that Newt would not be ok if you had died. Especially knowing the last time you spoke was an argument."
I knew he was right but it still hurt that I had to stay here.
"And it was instinct. I did it once so I did it again." He covered his mouth.
"I mean um-"
"Someone has tried before? Who?"
He looked deep into my eyes and then stared at his left ankle.
I gasped. Newt had jumped off the walls? What happened? Is that how he got his limp? What was he doing in the maze?
"He was a runner. One day he you know, and snapped his ankle. I saved him and we agreed to never tell anyone what really happened." He frowned.
Oh my god. Not only had I hurt Newt by jumping, I had reminded him of when he did it. I was such a bad friend! And worst of all I loved him! I loved him too much for my own good. He would never like me back now. I had probably hurt him too much.
"I know you don't want to be here Y/n, but remember that you will still be able to walk in a few weeks. Newt will never walk the same again." Minho said before leaving.
I sat in the silence. Tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Y/n what's wrong?" Newt asked, quickly rushing to my side.
"It's nothing. Don't worry." I said reassuringly.
"Love, everything that has happened to you has been from you not telling me when things are wrong. Tell me." He pushed.
I collapsed into his arms.
"I'm so sorry Newt. I can't believe I did that to you." I sobbed.
"Did what?" He asked.
Minho walked in and looked at him. Newt looked back in understanding. He knew that I knew about his limp.
"Oh Y/n you didn't know! And it's not your fault. Please love I promise I am fine." He hugged me tightly.
"I love you." I whispered in his ear. "I won't ever leave you again."
"I love you too" he whispered back.
We sat there in silence just hugging.

- time skip -
Alby called a meeting. I didn't want to go. I knew once again that it would be about me. I knew that every glader there would be told what was going on and I couldn't even walk there. Newt scooped me up in his arms and walked over to the meeting hall. He placed me at the back, where I normally sit, avoiding the eyes of other gladers.
"So most of you are unaware of this but Billy has been sending Y/n notes. And not very nice ones to say the least. To put it shortly these notes have lead to some extremely dangerous situations and we are lucky to have Y/n still here. Keepers I would like your thoughts on Billy's punishment."
I sat in silence watching a bunch of boys my age or older, making decisions about me. Or at least things to do with me. I didn't even hear what they settled on but I knew that he wouldn't be banished which was good enough for me. I hopped down the stairs wincing at my every move. I felt someone pick up my legs and hold me.
"You really didn't have to Newt." I said rolling my eyes.
"Y/n you are literally not even walking. I'm pretty sure I did. And I don't exactly mind it." He said.
I nestled my head into his chest. I let my long braid drop down my back, swaying as he walked.
He gently placed me down on the bed and handed me a tray of food. I started to eat.
"I'll be back after dinner!" He shouted light heartedly.
"See you in a bit!" I shouted back.
I stared at my food. I spat out the food currently in my mouth. And swung round to the side of the bed. Luckily the bin was close enough for me to reach it without actually standing up. I scraped my food into it, made it look like I had eaten it and got back in bed. I couldn't eat. I felt sick and it felt horrible to eat food. Especially when I looked at my stomach.
I grabbed the bin as quickly as I could and threw up into it immediately. I hadn't eaten in days yet somehow still threw up.
I put the bin back down beside me and sat in bed. What the hell was going on with me?

- Author's note
Heyyyyyy! Omg stressful chapter! Hope you are doing ok. This took so long to write bc I couldn't think of how to say what I wanted today. Hope you have a good day/night!

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