My Baby's Future | Newt&MazeRunner

Chapter 9

Now that I look a little bit presentable, to say the least, I can now go and sort this situation out.

Walking over to this big tree in one part of the glade which anybody, and by that I mean newt or myself, goes there to just sit with our backs to the tree and silently think about life.

What is life in this place? With signs of WICKED everywhere I feel like a hamster being monitored in a science lab.

I walk slowly over to Newt, I'm trying to figure out what I am even meant to say to him.

Why have we become so awkward?

Ugh, I hate this feeling. That's the thing about love, it forces you show you have feelings you claim you don't.

Eventually I progress further into my tracks and end up near the tree, although the figure sitting with their back to it isn't visable.

"Hello? Newt?" I ask

No reply, no answer, just still.

And then the figure moves.

Slowly, carefully he gets up and walks towards me. A tired look on his face as he comes closer, footstep by footstep.

My heart is beating fast but I don't know why - the guys in here would never do anything to harm me, so why am I shaking more than someone wearing summer clothes in the arctic?

"Close your eyes," they say, "your so afraid"

I relax

"You should be" the person mutters under their breath before picking me up and throwing me over their shoulder and continues walking deep into the ambush of trees.

I scream, calling for someone, calling for anyone but we're too deep for anyone to hear.

What's happening?