Locked in

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Minho was running to get back into the glade; Alby in tow. Seconds later I realize they're not going to make it back before the walls shut. Just then Thomas, the greenie, runs to them to help them. None of them will make it back.

We are all shouting "Thomas!" And a chorus of encouragements were being yelled.

I felt bad for the greenie he'd only been here for a little bit and now he was going to die. But mostly I wanted Minho and Alby to get back. I love them, they're my family, and I don't know what I'm going to do if they don't make it back. Agh who am I kidding they're not making it back.  I cry. I cry for my family that won't make it. For the greenie who just got here, and because now I'll be alone.

Thomas and Minho continue to run. I see them getting faster. They are about a hundred yards away when the doors start to close. I catch Minho's eyes, they have an I'm sorry look to them. The doors close. Now I lose it. I kept it together because I didn't want anybody else to get scared because if I do everyone else will too. I go up to the door and sob. The other gladers have tears in their eyes. Some of them on the ground for their lost friends.

I sit with my back to the wall, and my head to my knees. Still sobbing. A part of my family just gone. This is bad. So, so, so bad. I was just starting to get better. I don't know if I can come back from this.

It's been a few hours. I don't think I can breath. It hurts. It hurts so much. Why did it have to them? The both of them? Why not me? I want it to be me! I would have gladly taken their places. If it meant they wouldn't die tonight. I continue to cry. Sobs still rolling through me. I still sit there going down an endless tunnel of dark thoughts.

No-ones POV

In fact, it had only been about an hour since the three boys got locked in the maze. Newt had been crying this whole time, and, to be honest, it was a miracle he hadn't gotten sick yet. Newt hadn't gone to sleep yet, even though the rest of the glade had. Though everyone had lost a friend that night, nobody stayed with the blonde, he was completely alone. Not one had even thought to ask if he was going to be okay. Not one stayed and comforted him. It was because of these reasons he figured out who his real family is. But they were gone.

His family is gone forever.

Newt's POV

I can hear the walls of the maze shifting. I hope they're already dead if that means they don't have to suffer long. I also hope that if they aren't dead, they go fast. And if there is any God listening right now. You'll help them to survive this, I think. Crying is all I can do now. I physically cannot sob anymore. Nothing but a few whimpers get out. And while the rest of the glade is resting, tonight I am restless.

So, apparently I'm not restless because I fell asleep for about an hour. It was much needed, but can I just say, it was a bloody nightmare. Sleep did not keep the thoughts in my mind from coming. My life is a mess and a half. I start thinking again, and before I know it I'm passed out again.

Time skip

Hours later I wake up. At first I don't know where I'm at, then all the events come rushing back with full force. I sob again. This time not caring how loud I'm being. I sob for a while, and I don't try to hold back the vomit in my mouth. I sit back against the wall, and think, Minho if you're dead now and can hear this I want you to know that I loved you as more than a friend, not as a brother, but as a lover. I hope he never hears that because if he doesn't it means he's not dead. The walls of the maze have stopped moving. That means the sun will be coming up really soon.

I stay laying by the wall, numb. I don't even notice the sun is up. Although I know it's up, if that makes sense. I hear someone walk up to me; I don't even bother to look.

"Hey, Newt"

I give quick glance. The person is Frypan.

"Come on, Newt. Get up, you know you have to eat your breakfast. It's the most important meal of the day."

I groan and turn away from him. He just stands there for a minute; probably thinking of a plan to get me up. Then he picks me up bridal style and carries me to a table. He puts me down, and goes to get me food. I lay my head down on the table. Frypan comes back with my food, and tells me if I don't eat it he will shove it down my throat, so I do as he says.

After that I go back outside. I look at the door where I lost saw my friends. It's open, and they're not there. I cry silent tears again. Hoping, and praying to any god that they come back.

I see movement by the door, and freak out for a second. When I realize it's Minho, Alby, and Thomas. Oh my god! They made it back! It shouldn't be possible, yet here they are. I run to them. When I get to them I notice how tired they all look. Even Alby who is unconscious. I take Alby's face in my hands, and look over him for a second. I can feel the tears falling again; he looks really bad. Then the medjacks come in, and they sweep him away from me. I remember Minho, and I launch myself into his arms. He puts one hand in my hair, and one on my back. I pull back to kiss him, he kisses back. The next time we pull apart he wipes the tears from my face. He pulls me into another hug, and kisses the top of my head.

"You're alive." I say

"I am."

"I was worried."

"I know" he replies

"I love you, Minho,"

"I love you too"

"And if you ever do something like that again, I'll kill you."

"Ooh, now I'm scared, Newtie."

"Shut up, shuck face."

He grins. We go and find a place to sleep, seeing as both of us didn't get any sleep last night. I smile because a miracle happened, and I couldn't be more grateful. And in this moment I'm finally happy.

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