!!DISCONTINUED!! Into The Maze - The First Girl - Newt x Reader x Minho

Chapter 23

I groan in pain, my whole body aches, but my shoulder feels like it's on fire. "SHE'S AWAKE!!" someone yells, and the sudden loud noise makes my head throb, "SHUT UP YOU SLINTHEAD!!" I yell at them, then clutch at my head as pain lances through it.

I hear relieved laughter, thudding footsteps, and clamouring voices, all wondering if I'm ok and if they can come in and see me. "No, you can't come in and see her, yes she's fine, now go get Alby, Ben, Fry, Gally and Chuck", the voice -Clint's voice- says.

I crack my eyes open and see that I'm lying in the Med-jack hut on one of the beds, I turn my head slightly and see Clint and Jeff watching me closely.

"How did I get here?"

"No one knows the full story yet", Clint says, and I realise that I thought aloud, "The morning after you were in the Maze, Newt was lying outside the doors and holding you while you were both unconscious, but he still wouldn't let us move you until he fully woke up and saw who we were. Then we brought both of you in here and patched you up".

"How long have I been here?"

They exchange a look, "Three days" Jeff says, and I try to sit up, but my injured shoulder flares again and I cry out in pain. "Y/N?!?" I hear Minho's voice, and he stands up unsteadily from where he was sleeping in a chair in the corner of the room

"Oh thank the Creators! You're awake!!" He cries, tears streaming down his tired face, and by the look of him he's been crying a lot and hasn't eaten, drunk or slept enough

"Minho!" I cry, "You're here!"

"Not like we could get rid of them" Jeff mutters, and Clint grabs his arm, dragging him outside as I look around before spotting Newt; he's just standing by the wall, silent tears sliding down his face as he looks at me.

I sit up and hold my arms out to both of them, pushing through the pain. At the invitation they both rush forward, hugging me gently but no less warmly.

"Oh god, oh god Y/N, you've no idea how happy I am to see you awake, I'm so sorry you got stuck in the Maze because of me, I nearly jumped off the shucking walls when I realised" Minho whispers, his face pressed into my chest, and I gently run my hands through his thick, dark hair.

"It wasn't your fault Minho; it was my choice to go into the Maze and my choice to save you. Don't blame yourself for my actions".

"But-!"

"No Minho, it was my decision. I'm a stubborn girl remember? No one could have stopped me from helping you and Newt and no one ever will".

He takes in a deep breath, pulling back to look into my eyes and I see the relief there, still tinged slightly with guilt. "Thanks, Y/N", he says, drawing me into another careful hug before he has to leave, called away by Clint with the message 'you can come back later'.

Then it's just Newt and I sitting on the bed, "What happened after I passed out?" I ask, and he looks at me, "Well, I wrapped your arm and shoulder to stop the bleeding and carried you to the door. It was really weird, I heard Grievers, I even saw one, but they just ignored us; then when I got you to the door I sat down with you and passed out, then the next thing I know Minho is screaming and crying next to me.

Then we were all taken to the Med-jacks, Minho too because he still hadn't had his side looked at, and they fixed us all up. I was allowed out that day after they had checked me over and treated my cuts, but Minho was kept in till yesterday".

"What happened to him?".

"We were running back to The Glade when a cloud of beetle blades flew out at us and herded away from the doors, then a Griever found us and we ran for our lives. We lost it eventually, but Minho tripped over a vine and fell hard on his side, Clint says he cracked a few ribs and twisted his leg pretty badly".

I wince in sympathy and sit back, my hand brushed against Newt's on the bed, and we both look down, then back up. Chocolate brown eyes meet piercing y/e/c, and I remember the last two visions I had while I was under the wall in the Maze.

We loved each other; I loved him more than life... I wonder if he remembers anything. "Do you remember anything from before the Maze?" I ask cautiously, not moving my hand away from his, and he cocks his head to the side, his dirty blond hair cascading over the side of his face as his eyes study mine.

"Not vividly, but I get periods of deja vu sometimes, mostly when I'm with you; and sometimes I dream of someone getting taken away from me. I'll run after them and scream their name, but I can never make out what I'm saying or where I am, it's just a long white corridor with shadows of people moving further away from me".

I stay silent, I'm almost positive that the dream he describes is the same as the one I had, but from his perspective of when I was put in the Maze.

"What did you see?" he asks softly, taking my hand in his and staring into my eyes, I break his gaze, looking down at our hands.

"I saw so much, so many terrible things, but I saw you too" I look back up and meet his deep brown gaze, "That dream you had, I'm almost positive it's me they were taking away, I had the same dream from my perspective.

They were taking me away to put me in the Awipe and send me here, so they put me in a glass tube and started filling it with water.

I tried to break out but I couldn't, then you ran in crying and screaming. You ran up to the glass and said something to me".

I look down again, a faint blush on my face, and he notices, putting one hand under my chin to make me look in his eyes.

"What did I say, love?" he asks, and I take in a breath, then let it out.

"You said you loved me so so much" and at the words, recognition fills his eyes, "Y/N..." he whispers, and I know I unlocked the memories he had of him and me; of us.

He pulls me into a warm hug, and I run my fingers through his soft, silky hair. He places a soft kiss on my collarbone before gently pulling away.

"I loved you, and you loved me; but that was before, and I don't want you to have any ties to me when you pick between Minho and me. If you pick me I want it to be based on our memories here, not on what happened out there".

I nod, my heart full of gratitude as he walks out, casting one last look over his shoulder before he disappears.

"I know you want me to choose fairly" I whisper into the empty room, "And I will, but this'll be the hardest decision I've ever made".