ℝ𝕌ℕℕ𝔼ℝ: 𝔸 ℕ𝕖𝕨𝕥 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

𝟏𝟒. 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲

I woke up to the sound of people arguing. I groggily sat up to try to see what was going on but I started feeling dizzy and my head was pounding. I let out a groan as I was trying to make out who was arguing when Newt noticed I was awake and rushed over to me checking to see if I was okay and trying to get me to focus. I ended up passing out again for a bit and woke up to see I was laying on Newt's lap as I heard him talking to who I only assumed was either one of the Med Jacks or Minho. I put two and two together and figured out that it was Minho before I slowly sat up and asked Minho what had happened. Newt suddenly got silent and tried to get up and leave the room so I lightly tried to put my hand on his shoulder to get him to stay but he just shrugged it off before walking out of the room telling Minho that it was his his fault so he was the one who would have to explain it to me. I looked after him as he slammed the door making me jump a bit. I'd honestly never seen Newt act like that the entirety of the time I had been in the maze, which must've been a couple years now taken that I'd apparently been in the glade longer than half of the  gladers. I looked back at Minho who crouched down in front of my bed and asked if I remembered anything from before I blacked out. I sat there for a moment before putting two and two together silently before I spoke. I asked him if I'd gotten stung and he silently nodded his head before saying that him and Newt thought I shouldn't be a runner anymore because they weren't sure how well I was able to run due to getting stung in the back. Apparently the creators had sent up a serum the day I got stung so I had been cured from the griever sting and had no side effects but Clint, Jeff, Newt and Minho weren't sure if I would be able to run, let alone walk for a while due to where I got stung. I looked down before telling him to get out trying to be as calm as possible. He stayed there and asked if everything was okay before I shouted at him to get out with as much venom in my voice as I could. He quickly stood up and walked out the door mumbling a sorry under his breath as he lightly closed the door giving me some privacy. I cried out of frustration and anger. I was pretty sure that if I could sit up on my own that I would be able to stand up and walk so that's exactly what I did. It hurt my back slightly but I was able to do it. I walked over to a mirror and looked at my complexion. I was not looking so good. My face looked paler than usual and had a couple cuts on it. most likely due to whatever happened after I'd blacked out. I heard the door open and I whipped around to see Newt; who clearly looked as if he had been crying recently; standing in the doorway. He walked over to me silently before hugging me tightly but not so tight that it hurt as he put his head on my shoulder, crying softly into it. Although I was absolutely pissed off at him and Minho for not allowing me to be a runner anymore I stilled loved Newt so I hugged him back tightly and whispered in his ear that we were both okay. Eventually I pulled out of the hug and led Newt over to the bed, sitting down on it with him. I looked at him and asked him to tell me what was wrong and he moved to turn his head away from me but I lightly grabbed his chin before turning his head back to face me and asking him what was wrong. I dropped my hand back into my lap and Newt grabbed my face with his hands and pulled me into a passionate kiss. Once we pulled away he rested his forehead on mine and told me that he knew something was wrong when Minho and I ended up not showing up in time for supper. He ended up waiting by the maze until he heard Minho screaming for help and didn't hear my voice so he called Clint and Jeff over to help and saw Minho dragging me. Apparently he'd freaked out when he'd seen my body being carried by Minho so much that when Clint and Jeff took me to the Med Hut Alby had to take Newt away from Minho so that he would stop screaming at Minho. He told me that I'd been stung twice and that he honestly thought I wouldn't make it. I asked him how long I'd been out for and he became silent again. I asked him again and he looked back up at me and said that i'd been out for a total of two weeks. He started crying again and I hugged him tightly. We heard someone clear their throat and we both turned to see Clint. He awkwardly waved and told Newt that he should probably head to supper and give me time to rest so he nodded and turned towards me to say goodnight so I gave him a kiss and told him goodnight before he left. Leaving me to figure out what to do with the rest of my night.