TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // Focus

"Clint! Jeff!" Newt yelled carrying my fragile body into the med huts. I had just finished s run in the maze with a throbbing and broken ankle.

Newt had stood waiting at the doors like he usually did for me and noticed me limping and crying. He ran into the maze and picked me up swiftly and ran, through his own limp, through the glade.

"What happened?" Clint panicked as I was laid on an empty bed. I writhed around in pain as he examined my leg. My soft whimpers and sniffles were the only noise made as Clint rolled up the ankles of jeans.

"Do something," newt barked as Minho and Alby ran into the room.

"What happened?" My best friend Minho yelled as he ran to the side of the bed.

"She just came back to the glade limping. I think she broke her ankle," Newt said with his nails in his teeth.

"It's not broken but dislocated. She tore the side of her foot though which will need stitches and she'll probably have a limp forever," Clint explained as I buried my head in my hands.

"Please someone do something," I begged through my quivering lips and tears.

"Look at me love," Newt cooed and directed my eyes to his.

"On one," Clint instructed. Newt gripped onto my hand as my other hand was covering my mouth. "One."

My ankle was slammed back into place with intense burning pain spread through my leg. Only the screams I emitted were heard through the glade as I squeezed the life out of Newt's hand.

"What the bloody hell Clint?" Newt yelled as he pushed the hair out of my face.

I could tell the blood loss mixed with the immense pain was taking a tole on me. My eyes grew unbearably heavy as the sounds and voices around me suddenly disappeared.

All I could do was look at up at newt. The boy I was in love with. He was my everything and he proved once again he cared about me just by saving me. He turned his eyes to mine as tears slid out of my eyes.

"I love you," I panted as his voice returned.

"No love stay with me. You're fine (Y/N)," he begged and cupped my cheeks.

My eyes rolled in the back of my head as my strength on his hand diminished. I allowed the suffocating darkness take over me.

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I woke up with a sore body. I felt myself fully awake yet my eyes wouldn't open as if they were glued shut. I couldn't move any part of my body even through my begging.

Although I couldn't move, I could feel a hand inside mine and tight bandages around my right leg. It took every ounce of me but my eyes peeled open to reveal the blinding glade light.

"She's awake!" A voice screamed beside me as I winced and gripped my aching forehead. My entire body felt weak and in pain as I propped myself on my elbows. I was pushed back by two hands on my shoulders until I met the bed.

"Take it easy love," newt whispered as I assumed the hands on my shoulders were his.

"Wh-what happened?" I croaked through my dry voice.

"You passed out from the pain. Clint stitched you up but you'll have a limp like me." Two people rushed into the room and stood at the foot of the bed.

"How're you feeling princess?" Minho asked using his nickname for me.

"Besides everything hurting, I'm fine," I sighed and pushed my legs off the bed so they swung over the edge.