𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒.
❝ i'd give everything
to make it good again.
i'd do anything to get
out of this tailspin. ❞
𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 - 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐓 𝐕.𝐒. 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒
𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐘 @𝐞𝐦𝐯𝐥𝐢𝐚
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CHAPTER TWELVE ( JOLT )
THE EXPLANATION THAT I NEEDED wasn't such an exciting responce to my question. It scares me that I've forgotten what had happened to me. Am I losing my mind? Or am I overreacting?
"What are you thinking about, love?" Newt asks, sitting in the chair next to my bed.
By this time, all the Gladers had piled out of my room, and gone back to bed. Thomas and I were let off the hook- with the whole Slammer situation. But still, everyone became a little bit suspicious.
Except for Newt.
"That I'm going crazy." I say softly, staring at my hands as I play with my fingers. "How could I forget everything that happened? How could I know that the weapons would be hiding under the map room?"
"You're not going crazy." He assures me, pulling my hand into his. "I promise that we'll figure this out. But for now, you need to get some rest."
I nod, still hesitating about being alone. What if I black out again, and hurt someone?
He stands from the chair, places a small kiss on my forehead, and walks to the door. As he grabs the handle, I finally open my mouth to speak.
"Newt?"
"Yeah?" He turns back to me, his hand still lingering on the handle.
"C-can you stay with me?" I ask, feeling my cheeks heat up slightly. "You don't have to! I just-"
"Of course, love." He smiles. "No need to be embarrassed."
"Newt!" I whine, covering my face with my hands- my cheeks heating up even more. "Just get in the damn bed."
He chuckles, before slipping off his shoes. He slides into the bed next to me, and flips off the light switch. I snuggle under the blankets, and let out a small giggle as Newt wraps his arm around my waist, and pulls me into his chest.
His breath fans my neck, and I sigh in content, relaxing into him. His arm stays secure around my waist as I yawn, and close my eyes.
"Goodnight, Grace."
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"Awwwww!" Someone says in a girly voice. "Look at 'em! They're so cute together."
Chuck.
"I know, shank." Someone giggles. "I ship it!"
Minho.
"Stop. Fucking. Talking." I snap, keeping my eyes closed.
"Get up, slintheads." Garret chuckles, smacking me with a pillow. I jolt upward, sending glares at all of them.
"You're fucking dead, Garret!" I screech. Newt groans, letting his arm fall from my waist.
