The Maze Runner: Newt Fanfiction

Chapter 14

"Can you even bloody see?" Newt huffs as he lifts Rose chin up, examining her eye. She winces in pain of the light pressure on her cheek.

"Technically, I can see." Rose responds with sarcasm.

"Load of klunk." Minho says as he looks over Newt's shoulder. "Your eye is black and blue."

"Basically sealed shut." Newt finishing Minho's.

"You asked if I could see. You didn't ask if I could see out of that eye." Rose says matter-of-fact causing Minho and Newt to laugh and shake their heads. "You know, that kind of explains why everything looks so bloody weird." The boys continue to laugh but Newt kisses Rose, surprising her.

"Awwww. Get a shuck room." Minho scuffed with a roll of his eyes.

"Aww, little Minho jealous?" Rose retorts as she looks past Newt.

"Psh, I wouldn't be jealous if you were last shank on the planet."

"I meant jealous of me. Want Newt all to yourself?" Sarcasm laced through Rose's words.

"Shut your hole!" Minho laughs as he flicks her forehead. Rose tries to glare at him but she can't control her laughing. Minho would never hit her so he always resorted to flicking her. Rose, Newt, and Minho have always had a joke that Minho was jealous of Rose. Newt split his time between the two instead of spending most of his time with Minho. Of course, the joke was all in fun.

"C'mon ya bloody shanks. Let's get to the Map Room." Newt rolls his eyes, still chuckling. The three of them get to the Map Room where Alby was laying flat on back, his head bleeding. Newt grabbed a towel, wet it, and started cleaning away the blood as Rose and Minho shooed some of the surrounding Gladers away. Newt started asking questions, what happened, how long it had been, if he was okay, but Alby was speaking in incoherent mumbles. "Minho, can ya go with Rosie and get something for her eye? Don't need the bloody thing getting any worse."

"It's fi-" Rose starts but received an annoyed glance from Newt.

"Come on. I'm sure Jeff or Clint have something." Minho says as he puts a hand on Rose's shoulder, leading her out of the Map Room. The two Gladers get to the Homestead, that looked horrible after last night. It seemed that all of their hard work was being torn down in only a few days. One word came to Rose's head, devastation.

"Hey Rose, can you jump in and help stitch everyone up?" Clint asks, just glancing up enough to see it was her coming into one of the rooms.

"Yeah." Rose says, as she takes a seat in front of Chuck. He had just a few cuts on his arms that needed to be cleaned. Minho rolling his eyes while following her.

"What happened to you?" Chuck questioned, causing Clint to look over.

"Don't even bother. No freaking way you can see to stitch anyone up."

Frustration shoots through Rose's veins, her face turning a light shade of red. "Mhm." She murmurs through her teeth.

"Go fill up one of them bags and stick it on your eye." Clint says, going back to stitching up Jackson. Rose doesn't respond. She quickly grabs one of the bags they use as a heating pad and storms out of the room, Minho on her heels. She stays quiet, her hands clenched into fists as she reaches the water pump. Minho comes up from behind her and offers to hold the bag so she can pump the water.

"What crawled up your butt?" Minho says as he stares at Rose, who was pushing the pump as quick as she could.

"Nothing." Rose says shortly, keeping her eyes away from him. Minho could get her to tell him anything if she made eye contract with him. All she wanted to do was get the water bag on her eye and go back to Newt. No talking, just get there and be done.