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Requested by elizabeth13548
You had arrived at the Glade in the box about a year ago. The first thing that caught your was a dirty blonde head British boy, who helped you out of the box. You thought he was the cutest boy that was in the Glade and he was the one you were the closest to. After a while of being best friends, you eventually started a relationship.
You had taken up the job of being a Slicer. Sure, it sounded pretty gross, but you thought it was a pretty good job.
You were currently working on slicing meat from a pig when your arm slipped out of placed and fell under the slicer. Blood immediately started dripping down your arm onto the ground by your feet. You were numb to the pain because of the adrenaline rushing through you.
"Elizabeth!" Winston, who was the Keeper of the Slicer, exclaimed when he saw what you had done. He immediately rushed over to you to inspect your arm closer.
"Elizabeth, this looks like you're gonna need stitches," he said. He found a clean cloth and wrapped it around your arm, telling you to hold it tightly until you got to Clint or Jeff. You left the Slicer's hut and started making your way towards the Homestead. You had almost made it to the Homestead, but Newt stopped you.
"What happened?!" he said, staring at the cloth covering your arm, with blood seeping through.
"Arm slipped out of place and fell under the slicer," I answered and continued walking towards the Homestead. Newt walked by your side for the rest of the way and stayed with you while Jeff stitched up your arm.
"You should be able to get your stitches out in a week or two. Just come by here every 3 days to check up on them. You will have a lot of pain for the first few days, but after that, you should be okay. Let Alby and Winston know that I've ordered you to not work until you feel that your arm is healed enough. Other than that, you're good to go," Jeff walked away after giving me instructions, leaving me alone with Newt.
"When you go back to work, please be careful! I don't want you getting anymore hurt. I hate it when my baby's hurt," Newt said, sitting next to you and pulling you into his side.
"I'll be more careful, Newt, I promise."
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you too," you smiled then pecked Newt's lips.
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The Maze Runner Imagines and Preferences
Fanfic[COMPLETED] A series of scenarios with your favorite Maze Runner characters! I do not own any of the characters included in this book. All credit goes to James Dashner.
