Imagine: Messing with Newt
~The faint stench of the mud sticking to me, didn't help the uneasy feeling bubbling in the pit of my stomach. Pulling myself up, I fumbled to wrap my cut open leg with a ripped piece of my shirt. I trembled under the touch of my fallen asleep foot, on the makeshift hole.
"I bring breakfast!" I hear Chuck giggle out, reaching the bamboo bars above me also carrying a plate full of food
"Not today buddy" I hoarsely respond back, double knotting the cloth on my calf: hoping it would help decrease the blood flow seeping out my cut
"You know you can't starve yourself to get out" Chuck stated, sitting down and proceeding to eat his eggs
"Thats exactly what I'm doing" I chuckle back, pulling myself up with the bars surprised that they didn't break under my weight
"Chuck what do you think your doing?" A British voices calls out, so I pull myself more up to peek around, even though I already knew who it was
"He is making sure I don't dig myself more in the hole I was pushed into" I smile at him, but with a hint of sarcasm dripping out
"She hasn't eaten since she was thrown in and she has a giant gash in her calf, so I'm thinking human contact can't hurt her" I hear Thomas reply to Newt, I didn't even know he was here
"You have a what?!" Newt yells out, quickly leaping down and looking at me like a porcelain doll
"I-have-a-cut-on-my-calf, do I need to spell it out?" I state back, finally dropping down and looking up to them
"yes-I mean no--" he rambles, rubbing his face
"I, h-a-v-e--" I say starting to spell it out, smirking devishly while my arms are crossed
"okay! I'll talk to gally to get you out and treated, gosh woman!" He yells, leaping up and away
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So Friendlypizzaman, (me), is also going to be writing imagines on this books because I LOVE the maze runner <333
-spooky king