The Maze Runner Preferences and Imagines

You Break Up Part 5 (Newt Imagine)

I sat on the bench that Newt kissed me at all day. I watched Gally storm off to go be a builder and Minho and Thomas run into the maze. As the night gradually grew darker, so did my thoughts. All this time, Gally chose me! I blew it. He will probably never talk to me again, and it's my fault. I decide to get up and walk around. If I'm left alone with my thoughts for too long, they get all jumbled and I make it more complicated than it needs to be. I decide to run to the map room seeing as how I'm gonna have to run in the morning. It had been about a week since I had been in the maze and I was ready to be a runner again. As the door opens to the map room, the section drawings of the maze from the last couple of days are clearly visible. No progress. Sometimes I think we will never get out of this shucking maze. As my studying of the drawings continue, the door creaks open.

"Gally?!" I say being hopeful. Minho pops his head through the door.

"Sorry shank, just same old Minho. Sorry to disappoint." He says with a smile and a wink.

"Sorry Minho, I thought you were-"

"Gally." He interrupts. "I don't blame you. Every slinthead in this glade heard what he said to you." He tells me with sympathetic eyes. I can't help but turn red and look at the dirt covered ground, embarrassed.

"Do you think..... do you think he is mad at me?" Minho leans against the wall, arms crossed, and looks up, deep in thought. After a couple moments of silence he looks at me.

"Yes." All color leaves my face. "But let's be honest, when is he not mad." He adds. He obviously know I'm upset. I feel the tears start to burn my eyes. He pushes off the wall and cups my head in his hands.

"All I know for sure, is that if he stays mad at you for long, he is a stupid shuck face who doesn't know how great you are." This causes me to smile. I lean in and embrace him. He is the closest thing I have to a brother in this glade.

"You are such a mushy shank." I tell him as I pull away. He laughs and steps away. We just stand there awkwardly until Thomas and Alby walk in, with worried expressions on their faces.

"Y/N, Minho, come with us!" Alby yells. I glance at Minho then we all take off towards the glade.

"What's going on?!" I ask in between heavy breaths.

"It's Newt!" That's all I need to hear before I start running faster. I don't bother to ask what happened, I've already jumped to 20 conclusions. I pick up the pace and run ahead of the others. My legs start to burn and my eyes start to water. I slow down once I reach the glade and look around for any sign of Newt. My eyes reach a group of gladers carrying a limp body, and my heart just sank. Running up to them, with tears in my eyes, I try to reach for Newt. He barely opens his eyes as he reaches for my hand. I grab it willingly, and squeeze, trying to hold on to the boy that used to be mine, just as he passes out.

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He's just sitting there. Just move already! I think to myself. Newt was laying in the medjack bed, unconscious. I am sitting at the end of the bed, waiting for him to wake up. He has been out for a couple days now and nobody knows what's wrong with him. I haven't talked to Gally lately either. We would pass every once and a while, but I can't find the courage to talk to him.

In the midst of thinking about Gally, Teresa walks in. I haven't seen her in a while and I wasn't planning to ever see her again. She walks past me and sits next to me, watching me in disgust as I shift away from her.

"Look Y/N. I know you are upset about me and Newt, but you need to face the fact that he is over you." I bite my tongue and squeeze the chair before they reach her neck and strangle her. I don't look up. I don't acknowledge her. Just keep looking at Newt. I think, Just ignore her! "He loves me now." She adds. I was just about to tackle her to the ground when Newt starts shuffling in his bed, making both of us look at him.

"Love? Is that you?" He says weakly. I look at Teresa who is already by his side, clutching his hand.

"I'm here babe!" She says. It makes me sick; I roll my eyes. Newt scrunched his face up, eyes still closed.

"Y/N." He whispers. A very surprised Teresa looks up at me. "Y/N!" He says again. She turns back to him, dropping his hand, and runs out crying. I feel her pain. She must have loved him as much as I did. Turning back to Newt, I stand up and walk over to his bed.

"Newt?"

"Y/N" he is still out. He must be sleep talking. Is he dreaming about me? I don't have time to think about it before Alby walks in.

"What happened to Teresa?" He asked, taking extra notice that I had moved from the front of the bed to the side, closer to Newt. Looking down and then back at Alby, I shook my head because it seemed to be the only thing I could do. Alby just nods back and watches me as I walk out. Find Teresa. I tell myself. No matter how good it feels that she got rejected too, I have to talk to her.

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After about an hour, I find Teresa in the woods sitting in the fetal position. She's obviously been crying and it takes everything I have to sit next her and comfort her. Ever so slowly, I put my hand on her back and move it back and forth. She quickly slaps it away.

"Why don't you just go to your boyfriend!" She says practically screaming at me. My eyes widen and I try not to yell and slap her across the face.

"He is not my boyfriend." I respond forcefully. As much as I want the old Newt to be mine, I don't want the new one.

"Obviously he still loves you! Just love him back and forget about me!" She says in between sobs.

"Stop that!" I snapped, practically losing my mind. "He doesn't deserve to have anyone cry over him! Stop having a pity party for yourself! He was unconscious and didn't know what he was doing! Now, get back to that glade and do your job!" At this point I am screaming so harshly that I feel razor blades in my throat, but that doesn't matter. Getting up and storming away was easy. I hated this conversation. She doesn't know real pain until boy shows her. Sorry, someone had to say it.

It's about mid day in the glade when I arrive back and everyone is hard at work. It is peaceful until a scream pierces my ears. It is coming from the medjack room! Newt! I run as fast as my legs will take me and arrive inside. What was laying before me was hideous. You could see Newt's dark blue veins popping out of his skin. He was all sweaty and screaming. I nearly pass out at the sight of him. Alby runs in with Thomas and Chuck. While Tom and Chuck hold him down, me jumping into help, Alby injects a serum into him, making him calm down. He eventually fell asleep as all of us collapsed. Looking over at Newt, I realized how peaceful he looks when he is asleep.

A thought ponders my mind. The way he has been changing, the sudden mood swings, the condition of his body. This could only mean one thing. I fear the worst. Standing up and walking over to his bed, I lift up his shirt, and sure enough. He has been stung.

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A/N: So I know Gally wasn't in this much, but he will be in it a lot soon. I'm almost done with the full sorry! 😊 Thanks for reading! 😘