The Glader Girl // Newt// TMR fanfic

Chapter 27

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I couldn't sleep again. It wasn't unusual for me not to sleep anymore and a part of me didn't want to deal with the dreams anymore.

Newt seemed to act unusual but I didn't want to ask even though I knew I should.

He was sleeping and like usual it was adorable. I lay my head back on the pillow and told myself over again not to close my eyes, shaking my head and sitting up again making the bed creak.

"Can't sleep again?" Newt asks opening his eyes.

I shake my head. He moves and pats the side of the bed, beckoning me to sit beside him.

I smile softly and climb in next to him, our faces inches away. Newt brushes his thumb over my cheekbone ever so softly. My eyes flutter closed and I feel newt pull me closer to him, his arms resting over me.

"I love you Rose" he whispers before I fall asleep.
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"Ready?" Minho asks me,

"Yup, let's go" I nod.

We run through the doors and into the maze, splitting our different ways and beginning to run the maze.

I have in fact gotten used to the dull stone walls that loom above me in a frightening way for some people. At least Newt won't be in here again.

I repeat the same actions I was taught, run and cut. run and cut. It was to be simple and be quick or else you die, just to get back before the doors close.

It wasn't hard nor easy, the days simply varied in difficulty.

By the time it was break time I was close to falling over in agony and dying slowly. but I stopped and ate my lunch before finding strength to finally stand up and start running.

I didn't have a lot of time before I had to head back if I was to make it before the doors close.

I always occupied that part of my brain where I worried for Minho when he ran the maze. The glade had become something like a tight-knit family and I was considered the young sister that always needs protecting.

I found it funny, that I thought I could take care of myself yet the Gladers insist on doing things that are to ultimately protect me.

Ok so I may have ended up being injured badly at least three times. I smile to myself.

I just couldn't wait to be back with Newt. 

I continue to run the maze as I finally head back and through the doors. I must have been the first one back as I couldn't see anyone around but I thought they may have been mapping their sections right about now.

Newt wasn't there either maybe he didn't think I was back yet.

I continued to map my section and walk back out again. No one was in there but they all started arriving just as I was finishing, along with Minho.

"hey Minho" I greet him as I walk out the door.

"Hey shank" he replies.

I walk back to the homestead hoping to find Newt but unfortunately no. I find a piece of paper there instead.

I pick it up and skim through the contents quickly and threw the paper back down after reading it.  I staggered back and fell onto my bed, the note was from WICKED.

They were informing everyone in the glade that at the end of the week I was to be sent into the maze and be left to die there.

No explanation as to why the creators wanted me dead was provided, and they were being sworn to secrecy. If they didn't obey, everyone died.

I tangled my fingers in my hair to try and stop tears from falling. I curled up in my bed. I would lose everything I achieved, Newt, my confidence, friends, my place in the Glade.

It would be all gone in the blink of an eye and I would be thrown into the unknown.

Newt walked in and saw me in my state but then looked to his bed where the note lay.

The creators wanted me dead, and I didn't know why.