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Sam
"You still care about her, don't you?" Newt mutters.
Thomas shakes his head, "Me and Teresa, we were only friends-" He starts, but he's interrupted by Newt .
"Don't lie to me!" Newt shouts, his voice echoing throughout the corridors of the complex. My breath hitches in my throat, Newt never lost his shit.
I turn the corner, only trying to register the scene before me. Newt had Thomas pinned to the wall, and was right in his face. His eye twitches, as he blinks slowly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me." Newt mutters, shaking his head, "I need some air." Before leaving the room.
Thomas goes to follow him, but I lay a hand on his shoulder, "no offence, Tom. But he doesn't want you right now." I smile apologetically at my older brother, as I slowly follow after Newt.
I clamber onto the roof, the sunlight blinding me momentarily. Newt perches on the edge of the building, his legs dangling over the edge. I copy his position, gently leaning into his side.
"Hey." I mutter, closing my eyes and breathing in the clean, crisp air.
"Hey, Sam."
There is a moment of silence, before Newt turns to me again, "Y'know..." he stops himself, the gears in his head turning, "Look, I guess I can't hide this anymore."
He shuffles around for a moment before he rolls up his jacket sleeve. And my already broken heart, breaks again at the sight: there were veins travelling from his wrist up to his elbow.
I gulp, staring at the familiar veins, purple skin blotched around each winding piece of black vein.
Newt did not deserve this.
"I guess I can't hide this either then." I mutter, raising to my feet and rolling up my jeans.
Newt cries out as I lift up my t-shirt, showing off my vein covered stomach, and implying that my legs were covered too.
"Have you told Tommy?" His voice breaks as he realise that my time was coming to an end.
I shake my head, "I can't break his heart anymore, I can't feel like another burden for him to carry. Gally figured it out though."
He nods, a stray tear falling from his eye as I roll my jeans back down. "Were you bitten?" Newt asks, dreading the answer.
"Four months ago, Newt." I sigh. "On the scavenger hunt; the crank came out of nowhere, so I wrapped up the bitemark and thought it would heal. WCKD said that we were immune, I believed their lies, once again."
Tears pour from Newt's eyes, as he gives up trying to hide them, "I'm sorry, Sam. You don't deserve this. And I can't believe I'm only saying this now, as you are running out of time, but thank you. Thank you for being there for me, making the glade a happy place, making Minho less of a shank, bring new life into the dull walls. Thank you." He cries, hugging onto me as his life depends on it.
"Atleast it's me, instead of you, Newt." I smile, tears pouring from my eyes as I shove an injection of the blue liquid into his arm.
He gasps, "what the shuck Sam?" Rubbing his arm in the place where I stabbed him with the needle.
Instantly, the veins begin to fade, but they weren't entirely gone, I had only reduced the fast pace of the spread for a couple of days. So then he could see Minho, and tell him that I loved him.
"It was the Bliss." I begin, staring at the ground below us, "the injection slows down the spread of the flare. It's what Lawrence had, but I took it from the Right Arm after the WCKD incident."
Newt tears his gaze from the ground, and up to my chocolate brown ones instead, "but why would you give it to me?"
"Because they're more effective for you, than for me." I explain, "my veins will spread no matter what, but yours, they can be slowed down because you only have a small patch of them."
And there was only two injections left. Another for Newt, and my final for Minho's rescue, if I lasted that long.
I raise to my feet, hugging Newt, our tears wetting eachother's shirts, before I break away, composing myself before sending Thomas in for a chat.
"Sorry about that, back there." I hear Newt's British accent fill the silence as I round the corner and leave them to it.
My heart aching each step I took, for the second in command.
A/N: So, I'm watching the Death Cure right now, and I feel like I've missed out loads of important quotes and shit.
