[REWRITE COMING SOON] A story where a boy with a mysterious and complicated past falls for the boy with a limp. [ newt x male oc x teresa]
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PART I ; The Maze
Three months before Thomas came, a boy name, Poe comes out of the Box with no memories a...
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the death cure chapter three
❛❛all right, i get shotgun ❜❜
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Poe made his way back to the main building and Thomas was behind him. Already thinking about getting to bed to sleep the night off or maybe have another sleepless and think about what he should do. Vince's response was predictable, he wouldn't risk of taking his men to the Last City and lose more. Poe can understand that.
"Poe?" Thomas stopped before they reached the building. The blonde boy halted and turned to Thomas. The guy didn't say anything for a moment, it's as if he was struggling to find words. He took a breath in then said, "What do you say if I told you I'm leaving tonight and you can't tell Newt and anyone else?"
Poe merely stared at him while thinking. But he already thought about it today, if Vince can't agree, he did thought about what Vince said about not risking anyone else's life for this mission. The Last City, he imagined the worst and he imagined the impossible, and the consequences. He couldn't let anyone else to face those consequences.
He knew what he had to say to Thomas.
Later that night, everyone had went to their beds to sleep, Thomas stated that he's on the night shift and he'll wait for Poe in few hours so they could leave without anyone noticing. If Poe is unable to leave, Thomas will leave.
While everyone fell asleep, Poe kept his eyes open and shifted his head to his left, looking at Newt who was seemingly asleep. Poe hated the idea of leaving him, he'd be mad, or so Poe thinks because it's rare to see the boy get mad. Though he hadn't seen Newt get mad at him, not since the Glade.
When he shifted his head again to look at Newt again, the sleepy boy let out a sharp breath through his nose then muttered, "If you're waiting for me to fall asleep, you'll be waiting all night unless you tell me what's on your bloody mind?"
Poe heaved a sigh as he shifted his glance at the ceiling. "I'll sleep til you sleep?"
Newt's eyes opened as his brows were pressed together, almost annoyed. "You and Tommy are planning on leaving, is that it?"
Poe said nothing and kept his eyes up at the ceiling.
"I'm not dumb, it's rare to see you and him talking for five minutes even though you two can't be in the same room alone for two minutes or so" said Newt. "If I see you two chatting, that means something's up"
Poe turned his glance at him, "Would you believe if I said that Thomas and I are actually best friends all along since the Glade and we're too ashamed to admit it?" He wanted to make him smile or let out a laugh.
Instead Newt looked rather annoyed, "I can't believe you were planning on ditching me... and Frypan who by the way is Anton's best mate. You know you're not his only best friend. We all want him and Minho back as much as you and Thomas do"
