In These Walls (Newt x reader)

Nineteen

~ (y/n)'s P.O.V. ~

"(y/n), wake up, love." I hummed, opening my eyes to be met with Newt hovering over me. "You slept in late. The new Greenie comes in an hour." I groaned, sitting up.

"Shuck." Newt stood back, reaching to flatten what I could only assume was bed head.

"Got to get up for the day, clock is ticking for the Greenie." I waved my hand at Newt.

"Yeah, yeah, bring me my clothes and then go for like, five minutes." Newt smiled, grabbing my clothes. When he brought them to me, he leaned forward to give me a gentle kiss on the forehead. 

"I'll be outside the door."

~

I sat by the Box with Newt. Chuck sat beside me, carving at a small wooden doll. The alarm had just gone off and Gladers were coming to look inside the box. We all waited twenty minutes, longer than we would usually wait for the Box to come up. The tugging feeling came to me when Newt looked at me, drawing little designs across my arm with a finger. I smiled at him as the box behind us opened. I peeked in. On the floor sat a boy with dark hair, and he was holding his hand in the air, blocking the sun.

~ Thomas' P.O.V. ~

I held a hand in the air, blocking the sun until my eyes adjusted to the light. Surrounding the Box was a bunch of boys, and two jumped in with me. One had spiked black hair, the other had thick, weird looking eyebrows. 

"Newt, check this out!" The boy with black hair held up a chair on wheels. Wheelchair. I watched as the two boys carried it to the opening of the Box where a boy with blonde hair stood. 

"Bloody hell." Newt grasped at the chair from the two in the Box, set it on the ground, looking behind him.  Whoever he looked at, he picked up to put in the wheelchair, but my view was blocked by the boy with the weird eyebrows. 

"Come on Greenie, day 1." The boy hefted me up and pushed me out of the Box. I turned in a circle, looking at all the boys that surrounded me. 

"Where am I? Who are you guys?" A boy with sandy blonde hair stepped forward. 

"My name is Ben and you're in the Glade." 

"Why can't I remember anything? I don't even know I am."

"I know it's a little scary at first, but it happens to all of us, no explanation on why, only the people who put us here know." I looked past all the other boys and Ben and I spotted a bunch of trees. Without a second thought, I ran for it. I didn't want to be surrounded by a bunch of boy who were going to tell me someone else took our memories away, or who looked at me with frowns painting their faces.  

"We've got a Runner!" Someone yelled. I pushed further, almost making it to the treeline when I tripped on something, falling hard into the dirt. I barely had time to get up before two people grabbed my arms and started dragging me away. They took me to a small cell in the ground and shoved me in. 

"Wait for Alby." It was the boy with black hair who gave the command. They tied something around the door to lock the cell, then walked away. 

When I thought no one was in sight, I began trying to break or unknot what they had tied around the door to lock me in, but I couldn't do it. I sighed, pulling my hands away quickly when a man with darker skin walked up to the cell. 

"Are you the new Greenie?" I swallowed, nodding.

"I-I think so." He knelt down by the cage, pulling a small knife out of his pocket.