(A/n I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in along time
The title is pretty shit sorry about that. (p.s may need tissue)A week after Thomas's arrival.........
what is glader rule number three never go behind the wall. What is Thomas doing right at this moment? running, but where ?the one place he was told not to. The maze.Thomas ran he had no other choice but to run in there a save his new found friends,not even thinking of what could be happen next or the people he left behind. All he thought was that Minho was carrying Alby for some reason, a good one. If he didn't help, him and the others might never see them again and Thomas could never live with himself if he knew they died without him trying. As Thomas was thinking, he was also running. The others were rooting for Minho to get himself and they're leader out in time with muffled voices. One boy in particular stood out from the rest with a boyish accent was shouting at him to not go that was of course newt, his favourite person in the whole glade but with his stubbornness Thomas kept going. The last words Thomas could hear were from newt just as the doors closed in a broken dry voice. "Don't you do it. Tommy don't you bloody do it" There's nothing Thomas could do to get the doors open again to be at newts side and reassure him that everything will be fine but he might be capable of saving Alby and Minho and returning alive and well to tell the story.
A quiet out breath voice was heard "Great. You just killed yourself" Minho spoke with a sassy tone as usual. it finally fully realized what he had just done. He left the others, his family without a goodbye. Oh god he thought, what did I do, what about newt and chuck, they need me! I need them! The second Thomas Meg chuck he knew he'd be the annoying little brother to him, now he may never see him again. And newt well Thomas realized his feelings for the blond boy the night they met, newt felt familiar like he's seen those chocolate orbs before. Now he's thinking about the boy,his soft honey blonde hair, again those deep brown eyes, the ones he could easily get lost in. At this point he was lost in his thoughts of the boy he loved so dearly. Of he immediately snapped right out of it and Started planning what he should do to help the situation. This shouldn't be too hard. he thought. I got Minho with me, he knows this place better then anyone. boy did he think wrong.Newt's P.O.V
"Don't you do it. Tommy don't you bloody do it" I scream as Tommy runs past me, not listening to a word I say. 'They're not gonna make it, I'm gonna loose two of my best friends and the boy I love, to my biggest fear, the place I hated the most. The maze. They're the only ones I care about and now they're gone, how can I live without them and myself for not doing anything to stop them. "Bloody hell!"
I scream, as I hit the walls until my hands are bruised and beaten. Eventually as the night goes on I get tired, better yet exhausted. I'm tired. tired of wicked's games, tired of the pain the loss the love living here in this hell hole all of it. I'm just exhausted. My eyes finally get droopy as Sleep falls over me and I'm mumbling to myself."NO!!!" I jolt awake in a cold sweat in fear of a nightmare I just had. I sat up feeling the mixture of sweat and tears as a tear slipped down my cheek. The littlest boy the group, Chuck, wonders up in front of me, kneeling down to my leaves
"Hey Newt. You OK?" he asks, I let out a quiet whimper shaking my head.
"Honestly chuck, no. I'm really not. I'm a bloody mess is what I am"
I say In return.
"Come on." He says reassuringly head laid on shoulder giving them a slights squeeze
"The doors open soon. There's still a chance that they made it!"
I wanted to cry when reminded of last night event
"Chuck, you know no one's ever survives a night in the-"
"You did. Newt, you survived. And plus, it's Minho! He knows more about the maze then anyone" Chuck argues. He's right, Minho knows that place better then anyone. "Alright. Come on then. Don't wanna be late" I say as I point to the doors. When we get there, the doors are already open and no sign of them. 'How could I ever think they would survive? It's the maze! No one ever survives that bloody place. The only reason you did is because the grievers all probably thought you were dead'
I think to myself "See Chuck? I told you. They're not gonna make it"
I say, despair taking over my voice. I turn around and start to walk away, when Chuck grabs my arm. "Look right there! There they are!" He says as he points to the two moving figures.
Wait. Two? Why are there only two? Who was left behind?!'
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Newtmas / dylmas one shots
FanficThese are just a bunch of lil one shots hope you enjoy warning: I suck at writing Death, mentions of attempted suicide maybe self harm Also if you want you can use these ideas BUT please give credit