Runner (The Maze Runner Fanfic)

I don't have a name for this part

"NOOOO!" Newt bumped his head agaist the hard stone of the door, huge tears ran across his cheeks. "ALEX! Alex, Alex, Alex. . ."

He fell to the ground hiding his face with his hands. He was afraid, he didn't even know someone could be so scared. He didn't want his friends to see the tears he'd shed.

"You could have killed yourself, idiot." Gally spat on the ground, cleaned his chin with his sleeve and walked away.

Newt felt nothing but rage for a moment; that boy had pushed him, he stopped Newt from entering the Maze with you and now you were alone, alone to. . . he didn't even wanted to think in the word "die". He got up, fists full of grass and dirt and threw them to Gally's eyes when the kid turned around to get one last view, then Newt jumped towards him.

An arm held Newt before he could even touch Gally, it was Minho, who was pushing him hard against the recently closed door.

"Shuck! Go away, you shuck face" Minho said to Gally. Newt tried to free himself, crying and hitting his friend, but he didn't feel strong at all, he didn't even think he could stand on his feet once Minho let him go. "Come on, shank. Let's go to the Homestad."

"NO!" He pushed Minho and punched the concrete of the wall as hard as he could, hurting his hand. "We. . . we have to. . . we have to. . . we could make a ladder, we need to go look for her, we can't let her there by her own, we have to. . ."

"Newt. . ."

"She is your friend!"

"Newt, listen to me." Minho held Newt's shoulders and spoke as firmly as he could. "There is not enough time nor materials to do anything, what would you even do with a ladder? Look at that walls, tell me how tall they are."

Newt punched his friend in the nose and ran away, but was stopped by Alby, who tackled him down and now was holding him agaist the ground. The moans and screams grew lowder, Newt was crying like a child: hard and loud, hitting and kicking whatever he found in his way.

"Take him to the Slammer" said Nick, who just came running behind Alby. Alby and Minho both looked at him, Minho trying to stop his nose's bleeding. "Just tonight, he'll get hurt, or will hurt some other Glader."

Outside of the Slammer, the sound of Newt hitting the walls and the door of the room was still loud, he had thrown the chair around many times and he wouldn't stop to cry and moan.

"He's gonna get hurt if we leave him out, uh?" Minho said trying not to sound worried.

Nick sighed and took a moment to think, then he said:

"Go find Clint, he needs to put Newt to sleep."

In less than too minutes, Clint was already standing by the door of the tiny prison. Minho decided that Newt would not let them help, so they had to trick them.

"Newt, look what I've got." He shook the keys near to the window and Newt's arm came out, really fast, but not as fast as Minho. He grabbed Newt's arm and twisted to the side, so he wouldn't hurt any of the two boys outside. Newt cried loudly. "That's for my nose."

Newt's arm was covered with bruises and scratches, but it wasn't nearly as bad as his hand: it was covered in blood and the skin of his knuckles was gone, raw flesh was visible and almost all of his nails were bent backwards. Clint let out a tiny scream, not because he wasn't used to see blood, but because he could just imagine the pain those small injuries would mean. Because of Minho's stare, he stabbed Newt's arm with the needle.

When they gave him the shot, Newt backed off, he wasn't crying so hard now, he felt betrayed by his friends. Minho gazed inside the small room and saw his friend, sat on the floor and covering his face with his arms.