"it's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong."
a starlordesses gif series about the maze runner
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You and Newt were both in the first batch of people, that's how you liked to call it, it made it sound so insignificant. Newt fell in love with you over the next three months, you fell in love with Newt over the next three months. The perfect love story.
Your heart beat faster every time you see him, your hands get clammy and a smile appears on your face. Every single time without fail.
"Hey babe," you said, "Today is your day off, right?"
He nodded, "I can finally let these legs relax, and Alby wanted me to help with the Greenie. We think he's going to come today."
"Maybe it's a girl," you said, voice full with hope.
"Maybe..." Newt trailed off, he knew better, there wasn't going to come a girl, it has been almost a year since the first batch of people were put in the Glade, and since then there have only been guys. "Don't get your hopes up, alright?" He grabbed ahold of your voice and caressed your cheek. "I don't want to see you sad."
"I know, I just can't help, but hope for a girl."
"Let's just celebrate at the bonfire tonight, whatever happens," he said as the greenie alarm started blaring. "I've got to go." He kissed you on your forehead before taking off.
You sighed having a bad feeling about today, something was off, and you were going to find out what it was. Go to the medjacks. Your legs started moving to the Medjacks, you tried to turn around, but it was as if something controlled you like a string puppet. All your efforts went in trying to slow down your legs, but it didn't matter they still moved.
"[your name]!" That was all that was needed to snap you out of it.
"W-what?" You said.
"I've called you five times already. Where's your mind at?" Minho asked.
"Erm," you paused, where was you mind at? "I don't know, what do you need? And why're you already back?" You faked a smile since Minho was looking at you worried.
"The doors are closing in half an hour. You seem to be off."
"I'm alright."
"Alright . . . let's raid the kitchen."
You nodded, and followed Minho still unable to wrap your mind around what happened. It was as if someone took control of you, you were just a passenger in your body. You shook the thoughts out of your head. This was probably just because you didn't sleep well last night. That's the answer. Sleep deprivation.
