The Broken Glader

Part 27 - Well done

- Newt's pov:

I had just finished lunch and went back to work. Me and Teresa were chopping down a tree when she accidentally slashed the side of my shin. I winced at the pain.
"Oh my god I am so sorry Newt!" She said covering her mouth.
"Don't worry love, I'm just going to go to the Medjacks' hut." I said back smiling.
I knocked on the slightly opened door, then I entered.
There she was.
She turned toward me. I could see the bags under her eyes and the light that once lived in her eyes gone.
"Are either Clint or Jeff here?" I asked slightly annoyed that I had to be around her.
She shook her head.
I sat on the bed. Since I hadn't seen her really at all since it happened, I had no idea it was this bad. She had her hood pulled up over her head and her hair messily braided. Her nails had been fully bitten off and she had red stains around them.
She walked over with a bandage and a vile of liquid. She moved my bleeding leg onto the bed and poured the liquid onto the wound. Then she bandaged it up.
I couldn't help but think that this was all my fault and that Minho was right. She did need me. She walked back over to where she had got the supplies and put the bandage back. She turned to me and waved her hand, signalling me to leave.
"Y/n I-"
"Save it!" She screamed as she threw the vile across the room, shattering. Shards of glass cluttered the floor and she collapsed onto her knees tears pouring from her eyes. I stood there shocked and then sprinted out to find Alby or Minho. To my luck Minho was passing by and I quickly shouted to him.
"MINHO! MINHO HELP!" I shouted and he turned to me running.
"What happened?" He asked quickly, worried.
"It's Y/n. She's in the Medjacks' hut you need to help her!" I shouted and he sprinted in there. Alby and a few other gladers following him.
I just stood there processing what had just happened.
What had I done?
Was I the reason that Y/n was like this?
I don't know why I was asking the question; I already knew the answer.
It was all my fault.
Teresa walked over to me.
"Hey Newtie, what's wrong?" She asked smiling.
"It's Y/n. She is really bad and it's all my fault." I said zoning out.
"No it's not Newt. Don't you remember how mean she was to me? She did this to herself." She said looking me in the eyes.
I guess she was right. Y/n was unnecessarily mean to her and I guess she brought it on herself. But something didn't feel right. I felt like there was something I was missing.
"Yeah I guess you are right love." I said before kissing her. I wrapped my hand around her waist and we headed back to the gardens together.

Minho's pov:

Lunch had just ended and I was helping Alby organise some weapons. It was Y/n's first day back at work and I was really worried. I had been given the day off because Alby shared my concern and though it best that in case anything happened I would be here. I was walking past the Medjacks' hut and suddenly Newt rushed out.
'Shit' I thought.
"MINHO! MINHO HELP!" He shouted and I ran over to him.
"What happened?" I asked quickly my mind worrying.
"It's Y/n. She's in the Medjacks' hut you need to help her!" He shouted.
I just ran into the hut. Alby and a few other gladers had heard Newt's shouts and followed.
I rushed in and saw her. She was on her knees, surrounded by shards of glass. In her hand was a large chunk of it. She had her sleeves rolled up and using the sharpest edge she was slashing her wrists. Blood was dripping down from the wounds. I yanked the glass out of her hands and held them together so she couldn't hurt herself anymore. Alby and Jeff helped me pull her up onto the bed and lay her down.
We rolled up the sleeves of her hoodie and lifted it up to reveal an enormous scar on her stomach.
That's when I saw it. From where she had cut her wrists, there were little lights flashing. I pointed it out to Jeff.
"George, Minho, hold her shoulders down; this is gonna hurt." He said.
We obeyed, pressing down on her shoulders. I looked into her teary, tired eyes. Then she started screaming and trying to sit up. Me and George held her down as more tears were pouring from her eyes. Then she stopped.
Me and George pulled away from her joining the others that had gathered around the bed.
Nobody but me knew that she was in this bad of a condition but now; now everybody knew.
Clint walked over to her with a syringe of liquid and pressed it gently into her arm, and she passed out.
We all just stood there staring. I felt a small tickle at my ankle and looked down to see a limping kitten.
I picked Sunny up and observed her leg. It had a small piece of glass sticking out of it.
I handed her to Jeff and he started to pull it out.
Everybody left, leaving just me, Alby, Clint and Jeff.
Clint was leaning over a table fiddling with something. I walked over.
"What is that?" I asked staring at the small, flashing devices.
"I think they plug into something." He said inspecting them.
They had two metal pieces sticking out the end, and a red flashing light. Engraved on the side were the letters:
W.C.K.D
The same letters that were on all of our supplies.
Clint picked up a small box that was stashed under the table and started to rummage through it.
"What are you looking for?" I asked watching him focus.
"The month that Y/n came up, in our box there was a small box which had a screen on top. The side of it had two holes, perfectly sized for these little devices." He said.
The prices must plug into the screen. Maybe this could give us the answers we needed.
After a few minutes of searching Clint pulled out exactly what he had described. A small box with a screen screwed on the front. He lifted up the two devices and plugged the in.
The screen glitches from a second and then began to play a video.

"If you are watching this video it means that you have successfully found the key to your escape. Well done."

- Author's note
Heyyyyyy! How you are well! I love when I write the same scenes from different people's perspectives! Have a good day/night!

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