Never the Same (Maze Runner/ Newt fan fic ) by real_netflixer

The Maze

Mihnos Pov

I was making my way through the woods trying to track down the new Greenie, Charlotte.

I was about to turn around and go back to find Newt, he insisted on me helping search for her, not to mention get the whole shucking glade to.

Honestly I'm so tired, I've been running all day.
Well I got back early but still I need my beauty rest.

I was just about to head back to Newt and call it quits when I heard something drop to the ground and crunch on a pile of leaves. I whip my head in the direction moving foreword to pick up the object.

But before I do I realize it's not an object,

it a HUGE SPIDER.

Charlottes Pov

I say nothing, his eyes land directly on mine, instead I sit in utter shock. Locking eyes with Newt, his chocolate brown eyes so deep I could get lost in them, and I do. "Come down here" he says to me but I don't want to. I stay silent. He takes in a breath and says.

"fine then, I'll just have to come up" and with that he started to climb the tree. He moved surprisingly fast considering his leg and was up there within seconds.

I scooted over a little bit so I was facing the sun and he came up and sat down next to me. Both our legs hanging over the edge of the tree we were quiet.
"Here" he says and holds out my knife to me.

"Yeah ,thanks" I say back not really sure where to go from there, "I can't believe Alby didn't take it earlier" he stated trying to spike up conversation

"you know I'm not really sure why I have it" I say

"I would never actually use it, I don't want to hurt any of you" I confess to Newt as he sits and listens

Yeah you don't seem to have the guts to...er um not than you can't..like not cause your a girl or umm or cause your weak I'm sure you could totally slit my throat right now but umm-". All I could do was laugh at the whirlwind of words that just escaped his mouth, though I found it completely adorable.

Newt being totally flustered with him self continued "I-I didn't mean to offend you-you wouldn't hurt someone your to nice" I quick breath escaped my lips as I laugh. "You just met me, I could easily be insane or a violent killer, trader or insensitive prick, you don't know me."

I become cold and brush I'm hand through my blond hair getting it out of my face to look at Newt, and small grin plastered onto his face.

"I don't know....I've got a good feeling about you"

"Your not going to ask why I ran, why we're up here?"

"Well if I'm honest I don't think you know either but I was also trying not to be nosy "

I continue to look out on to the horizon
"Newt, what is this place, where are we" he let out a sign before continuing

"well love, this is the Glade" but why are we here and how long have we been here and-" "we don't know why we only know what we're told," he cuts me off

"I've been here for three years," he shudders at that sentence and continues to look straight ahead of us. "Albys been here the longest, there's about fifty of us, all boys...well until now" he informs me "and what about there, what's out there" I point to the walls. I can feel Newt looking at me, I turn my face and see expression showing a glare as of to say he already said too much. But It's all I want to know, I feel my eyes glaze over for a few seconds before going back to normal. In this moment he stares at me with intensity before continuing as if being convinced "we call it the maze, tall stony walls covered in dark vines, our only escape.Each day we send in the runners, the fasted and strongest of us all into the maze, so they can map it, try to find a way out so we can all escape this mess" "but there closed, are there doors" I ask "see those large inseams there" he points to a section of wall "yeah" "those open up, in a few minutes when the sun goes down the walls inside start to shift and change" "why,how is that even possible?" " I don't know but you can ask the people who put us in here, if you ever meet the bastards"he says and I sigh heavily.
Turning to look at me "hey it okay, it's a lot to take in one day your no different than the rest of us" "really cause I seem to be treated different" I say with no emotion a blank face staring at the shortening view of the setting sun. We sit in silence for a while, next to each other our legs hanging off the branch. I look around, the trees swaying in the breeze, occasional leaf falling. "It's actually quite pretty, for a prison" I state blankly almost forgetting that Newt was still there, why was he still there. I'm rather surprised by his next action. In a second Newt puts his hand on top of mine curling his fingers under my palm "it's going to be okay, you get used to it" he says reassuringly but all I can do is look at our hands. I'm not used to physical contact but a warm feeling sprites inside me when he touches me. Huh, it almost makes me want to believe him.