Selfish: scorch trials

Safety first

After the whole mess we, tried to go over the mess but that idea died when I slipped and scrapped my knee. I insisted I was fine but Newt refused, I suggested walking around but it was getting dark and their were probably more cranks. I overly worried for my sister I've lost one I can't lose another one. Newt and I found an abandoned building that seemed very stable. I decided to go to bed, early considering that if I stayed up I might start worrying and have a panic attack. I put down my brown leather backpack.
I look up at Newt who seems to have cut his arm, yet looks like he is trying to hide it.
"I know you cut your arm let me look at it. I was in charge of medical stuff in the maze," I say.
"Really y/n, I'm fine," he said.
"Listen if you made us stop climbing because I scrapped my knee, I get to check your arm. Did you know the longer a fresh cut stays open the more infected it can get? Then it is harder to fix and we could have to amputate your entire arm, and worst case scenario you could die!" I work up into the argument.
I know I'm over thinking it but it is true. I see Newt trying to hold back a laugh.
"What's so funny," I ask slightly annoyed?
He told me nothing and kept smiling. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his arm. He winced slightly but held the pain really well, considering the size of the cut more like gash spreading up almost his entire arm. I opened up my backpack and took out my first aid kit. I warned him this was going to sting and wiped up the blood and dabbed the wound with disinfectant. I then wrapped up his arm in gauze, I dodged think he would need stitches but he might. I just noticed how pale he was, I'm assuming from blood lose.
He goes to sit up and I tell him to stay still or he was going to faint, I took out some water and forced him to drink a lot. Even though he said he wanted me to save it.
"This is what happens I told you to be careful, you never listen," I mumble quietly.
"No,you didn't and I'm fine it's just a bloody scratch," Newt said in his thick accent.
"Force of habit, but be more careful and the key word was bloody," i reply emphasizing bloody.
He roles his eyes but stays still, I was secretly glad to have something small to worry about and focus on my skills so I didn't have a panic attack. Oh my gosh, what if the building collapses? We also have to worry about cranks, getting back to the group, and food and water. What if I messed up and Newt gets an infection?
I. Can't. Breath.
"Are you okay," Newt asks?
Snapping me back to reality, I notice I'm curled up in the fatal position. I think I'm hyperventilating but I wouldn't know since I can't feel the oxygen.
"Air. I.....I..need air," I say in quick breaths. "Pa...panic..attack I'm having.....on..one," I say. I can't think clearly and everything is a blur.
Newt silently gave me a hug and slowly I calmed down. The shaking stopped and the stuttering was less and less till it was gone. Glad that the emergency was over I unknowingly fell asleep in Newt's arms. The next thing I know I'm being shaken awake by Newt I don't know what's happening he just says we have to leave now. I then hear thuds and gun shots in the distance.
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