WCKD Love | A Newt Fan-Fiction

Chapter 3 - Memories

"It's him. Newt. He's here," I whisper to Aris. He wraps me in his arms and rocks side to side as I start to cry. After a few seconds, I peek at the Gladers and realise they're staring directly at us. Aris lets go of me, and I stand up straight, wiping the tears from my eyes. I look up at him. "I'm going to go to my room. I...I'll see you at supper." I rush towards the corridor that houses the staff apartments. Reaching the end of the hall and turning left, I enter another hallway.  I walk a few meters until I come to the door of my and my father's apartment. I grab the key out of my pocket and push it into the keyhole.

Rotating the key and turning the door handle, I enter the cold and silent room. A faint wailing comes from my bedroom. In my room, my white Persian cat - Fluffles - sits on the dresser while looking down at his food bowl.  I walk out to get some food for him. 'That cat can never get his food to last even half the day.' When I return, I fill his bowl until it's almost overflowing with cat biscuits. Fluffles jumps down from the dresser and prances over. He looks at his food for a couple of seconds before devouring it. I look down at him with a soft smile crossing my face for a split second before remembering why I came to my room. I return the cat food to its home before walking over and collapsing on my bed. A single tear slowly makes its way from the entrapment of my eyelashes. 'This is not going to be easy,' I think to myself, choking back sobs that are slowly rising until I turn over and cry into my pillow.

After what felt like forever of screaming and crying into my pillow, I am ready to go out and see Aris and 'meet' the Gladers. I slide off my bed and head out the door and down to the Mess Hall. No one is there yet, and won't be for another ten minutes. The best time to be in the Mess Hall is when it's empty. I sit down at my usual table that only Aris and I occupy.  I place my chin in my hands and dig my elbows into the cold wood. My thoughts start clouding my brain again.

• • •

"Newt, please. We'll be in so much trouble if they find us out here. Why aren't we just going to our normal place?" I struggled to get out of Newt's grasp as he dragged me down the hallways.

"Shh, Kat. If you keep talking, we'll get caught." He pulled me down more corridors until we reached the double doors that opened out to the Scorch.

"Newt, why are we here?" We looked deep into each other's eyes before he pulled me into a hug. He rested his chin on the top of my hair, and I nestled my head into the crook of his neck as a small smile crept onto my face. We stayed in this position for a few minutes until he moved out of the hug. I looked up at him and could see tears welling in his eyes.

"They've moved the day I leave forward. I-I'm getting the Swipe tomorrow. I'm sorry, Katya." The tears that had been building up in his eyes finally broke their banks, and he started to sob and pulled me into another hug. "I'm so, so sorry."

I clung to him for dear life, and suddenly we were both crying into each other. "Don't apologise, please. I-I love you, Newt." He pulled away and looked deep into my (Y/E/C) eyes.

"I love you too, Katya." I peered up at him and moved some hair away from his eye. "I brought you over here because I want you to promise me that you'll meet me here. The day that I get out of the Maze. Please meet me here. Can you do that?"

I nodded and looked down at our shoes. "I can do that, Newt. I promise." I held his hand and looked back up at him. We stared into each other's eyes for a couple more minutes. The silence was broken when someone knocked on the exit doors.

"Who could be out in the Scorch at this hour? It's the middle of the night." I grabbed onto Newt's arms, and we both shuffled away.

"Cranks. Cranks would be out at this hour. In the middle of the bloody night," he whispered, his voice laced with certainty and fear. We slowly walked back down the halls we had gone through before. Everything was silent besides the faint scuffling of our shoes, and our steady breaths.

"Did you mean it?"

"Did I mean what?" I looked at him, confused.

"Did you mean what you said back near the doors? When you said that you love me." He seemed nervous. It was the first time either of us said that we loved each other. I squeezed his hand in reassurance.

"Of course I did. Why would I say it if I didn't mean it?"

Now, it was my turn. "Did you mean it?" I asked, looking into his deep chocolate-brown eyes.

"Of course I did. Why would I say it if I didn't mean it?" Newt replied, a small smile playing on his lips. We kept walking, and I looked at the doors as we passed, hoping they didn't open. Newt and I reached a specific door and stopped in front of it. I turned to face him, and he was already looking at me.

"Well, goodnight. Be careful in the Maze." With that, I walked towards my apartment and silently opened the door. My heart ached at the thought of Newt leaving and not knowing me anymore. A tear slid down my cheek as I was about to walk inside. But Newt clutched onto my shoulder before I could cross the threshold.

"Please, Kat. Just...wait."

"I was never brave enough to tell you this before. But, the moment I met you, I fell helplessly in love with you." I nodded silently and held onto his hands. "But, I was too much of a coward to tell you how I feel. Mainly because I never knew what love was until I spent time with you. When I was first brought to WCKD, I was depressed, and then I met you. You brought me out of the dark pit I was stuck in. You helped me, Katya. I know I'm leaving tomorrow and won't see you for a long time. So, I wanted to say I love you...so much. I don't know what I'd do without you. It's going to be hard for me in the Maze. Even if I don't remember you, I know I will feel the loss of you from my side."

"Oh, Newt." I jumped into his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck. I lifted my head from the crook in his neck and admired his big brown eyes. Our lips suddenly connected, and the world around us faded away. The only things that still existed were ourselves. The two of us, and no one else. After what felt like a lifetime, our lips broke apart, and we were brought back to reality. Our foreheads touched, and we breathed in the same air.

"I love you, Katya. I love you so much," Newt panted, his eyes locking on mine.

"I love you too, Newt. I do." We held onto each other for dear life. Our tears left streaks down our faces. We were going to be so broken without each other.

"I'm so sorry, Love."

"Don't be. I promise you, we will see each other again."

• • •

That was the last time we saw each other. Newt was supposed to go up the third month that the Trials started, but Ava and her close team decided to bring his trip forward a month. I have waited for the day he'd come back for so long that I thought it would never come. "Why did they have to take him from me?" I whisper to myself. The tears build up, and I'm crying again. "Why did they have to do this?" I can hear footsteps behind me, but I don't look up. I expect it's just a lone kid waiting for dinner.

"Hey, Miss. What's wrong?" I whip my head around, and my eyebrows raise towards the ceiling.

"Oh, uh. Hello, Newt. Uh, no-nothing's wrong," I choke out, pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Okay, I'll take your word for it. Um...How do you know my name?" I mentally palm my forehead at what I have just managed to accomplish.

"Well...I knew you before you went into the Maze," I say. 'Nice save.'

"Woah, that's pretty cool. What's your name?" He questions. That accent of his is intoxicating. I haven't heard it in person for three long and tiresome years. It's definitely one of the things I missed most about him.