The Maze Runner ✖ Unbroken {Newt}

✖ hurtful truth? ✖

Newt limps into the room, looking like he hurried.
"Are you alright? I -... I heard the screams and thought he might attack you again," He explains.

"Look at him" I say, "He's not evil.
This sting turns him into something he's not, but he's still in there. None of this is his fault."
"That's why you can't trust him." Newt replies.
Ben is completely silent now; I can still feel his hand squeezing mine so hard that it hurts. But I won't let go of him.
"Give him a chance!" I beg.

"You should... go out.
Get some fresh air, help somebody with their job." Newt answers, his eyes avoiding mine.
"Fine, I'll-..." My voice cracks and I feel horrible for pulling my hand out of Ben's tight grip.
He tries to keep holding it, his face full of pain. It's like he's screaming at me to stay.
"You listen to me. You'll be just fine. Okay? I'm coming back to check on you, do me the favour and don't die while I'm gone. Everything will be fine." I murmur to Ben and then I straighten my back and walk out without looking behind again.

As soon as I know he can't see me any more, I cover my face with my hands.

"You shouldn't do that."

"Do what?" I look straight into Newt's deep brown eyes.

They are dark, full of memories and secrets and heavy with sorrow.
I don't know what happened to him, but no person of his age should be that broken.

"Fall in love with Ben."

"I'm not falling in love w-..."
His look intensifies and I stare back.
"Why
do you even care? Are you jealous?" I snap. "I'm worried, Joanna. He won't make it and I don't want you to get hurt."

"Why are you being so pessimistic? Besides, it's me and only me who decides by whom I get hurt, not you."
I want the words to stop coming out of my mouth, so before I can say something worse, I start running away.

"Joanna! Where the bloody hell are you going?" Newt yells after me.
"I don't know! It's none of your business!" I shout back and could literally punch myself in the shucking throat for my behaviour. What am I, five years old?
Before I can even choose a direction to go, I run into Winston.

"Slow there!" He laughs.

"I'm sorry, I'm so-... Hey, do you maybe need help stabbing something?" I reply and try to smile.
It won't work.
"Sorry, I'm actually done for today, but ... you really need to kill something, don't you?"

I shrug. "It shows that much?"
"I have an idea what you could do instead. Follow me and tell me on the way who on earth managed to make you that furious."

I do as he says.
"I don't know what came over me. I yelled at Newt because he told me to give up on Ben. Shuck, I know he's dying but there's still a chance we can save him."

"That's all?"

"Well, he said I'm in love with Ben."
I frown.
"And, are you?"
"No! I mean, I don't know, I barely know him and just because I am optimistic that he'll survive..." I protest.

"Please don't hate me for this.
But Newt's right. There's no way Ben will live."

"No" My voice is so calm, I'm not even sure I said this out loud.

"Jeanne, I'm so sorry. There are rules in here. He violated them multiple times."

I can feel his hand on my shoulder as he leads me into another room. My emotions quickly change from wanting to cry to wanting to puke.

I will defend Ben.
It wasn't his fault.
He wasn't himself.
The anger in me awakens again.