TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // One Way Glass

"(Y/N) what's going on here!" Ratman yelled running over to me who had a guard pinned to the floor. My name had been called to leave yet I felt no need or desire to leave, at least without my boys.

"We're not the enemies here. We're here to get you out of here safely," he said panting and looking back and forth from me to the unconscious guard.

"I think you're wrong about that. You don't know the things I know," I growled in a voice so unfamiliar to me.

"You're coming with me," he stated as he gripped my arm and pulled me to my feet. I struggled a little before twisting my arm so my knuckles went into his cheek.

"(Y/N) stop!" Newt yelled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his chest.

"I'm sorry baby," I whispered before hands grabbed my stomach and lifted me off the ground. My fingers slipped out of Newt's as the gladers all had been on their feet running to me.

"Don't trust them. They're the ones who-," I screamed before a hand cupped my mouth muffling me.

"Hey! Let go of her!" Newt yelled as the gladers followed with their own shouts of protest.

"Bring them too!" Ratman announced with a bloody lip.

The gladers were being pushed behind me as I continued to struggle in the guard's arms. A few times he would pull tighter around my mouth causing my breathing to sudden halt.

"Tie her up!" Ratman ordered as I was thrown into a metal chair with rope secured tightly around my ankles and wrists.

"What the hell do you want?" I spat as the ratman came around the chair and to the large strip of mirror on the back wall.

"Do you know what this is?" He grinned.

"It's a bloody mirror shuckface. Now let me go," I groaned and pulled at my restraints.

All Janson did was laugh as the door beside each swung open. A man in a white coat came into the room with a tray of different medical objects. "It's one way glass. So your little friends can watch what I'm about to do to you."

"What are you gonna do?" My voice was lower as I became a little worried as to what he was going to do.

"I'm gonna ask a few questions, get a few answers. He's here just in case you don't answer properly."

I couldn't help but laugh as Ratman glared and took a seat where the doctor had been moments ago. "You're gonna torture me?"

"I am sweetheart, and I'll enjoy every second of it," he grinned as he picked up a small knife and twirled it in his fingers. "What do you know about Wicked?"

I scoffed which only made his cheeks fill red with anger. "I know they're the buggin' people who put us in the maze."

"Oh but you know more. Trust me we've done our own research."

"I know you're with them." His face turned hard as he placed the knife on my collar bone making my heart skip a best.

I couldn't help but glance at the mirror wondering if my friends or Newt, my boyfriend, was behind it.

The pain came quickly as he pushed it into my skin with a large shake of my body. With the same pressure, he slowly dragged the knife down my chest until I sliced the rip of my right breast in as diagonal line.

"Tell me where the right arm is," he demanded as I turned to him in shock. What the bloody hell was the right arm?

"Don't make me ask again. Where. Is. the. Right. Arm." He placed the knife at my left
cheek.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I stated sharply.

He dragged the knife down quickly as I winced in pain and looked down at my legs with tears filling my eyes. My salty tears slipped into the cut making it hurt even more.

I heard pounding on the wall as the mirror shook. Someone on the other side had to banging on it but I just hoped it wasn't Newt.

"Even if I did know, this wouldn't work. I do this for fun remember," I grinned which only made his chest puff.

"You know someone who knows. Tell me who knows!" He yelled and sliced a line in my right thigh.

"I don't know. I don't know," I said firmly through the tears sliding down my cheeks.

"Tell me!" He screamed and swung the knife until it connected with my skin. The tip of the knife was lodged into my right shoulder which only made me yelp out in pain. 

"Teresa!" I yelled through my tears. I knew she had memories so I assumed she would know. I also didn't know where she was so honestly it didn't matter.

"The other girl?" He chuckled and pulled the knife out and slammed it on the table with a loud clang. "Take them to their room."

Two guards jumped at me with their hands on my upper arm. They dragged me down numerous hallways until they stopped at a single door.

The left man slid his card down the machine until the door swung open and I was pushed inside. My name was yelled as I staggered on my feet with the door slamming shut behind me.

"Baby girl you're okay," Newt sighed as he pulled me into a tight hug. Through the pain in my shoulder, I gripped onto his neck and minimized the space between us.

"I'm sorry Newt. It just hurt I'm sorry," I cried as he shushed me and ran his fingers through my hair.

"No baby I'm sorry I couldn't help you. Oh I'm gonna kill that son of a-," he said before my lips broke him from speaking anymore.

I kissed him hard as a few scoffs were heard around the room. "Glad to have you back (Y/N) but can you two get a room?" Minho chuckled.

"Gladly," Newt smirked, taking my wrist and leading me to the bedroom I had called my own.

He pulled me onto the bed after slipping our shoes off. We laid as we usually did: our legs tangled together, our foreheads touching and our hips locked together.

I ran my fingers through his hair as I pecked his lips and let them remain there. They grazed his for a couple minutes before he decided to speak.

"I love you baby. I'm sorry I couldn't help you," he said, his lips brushing against mine.

"I love you Newt. I didn't want you to save me anyways. I just want you to hold me after if happened," I whispered as his hand snaked around my back until he closed the entire space between us.

I eventually fell asleep to the faint humming from him and his lips still grazed innocently to mine.