Running From Your Problems (a Newt/ Maze Runner fanfic)

Chapter 17

I lay slumped against the door for hours. Only when I hear the sound of the Gladers yelling and I can smell the bonfire, I get up.

By now the pain in my hand has been reduced to a dull thud, but it still aches with every step and it is very swollen.

"Y/n!" Someone breaks away from the crowd around the fire and runs toward me.

"Leave me alone," I mutter and start walking back to homestead.

"Y/n!" The person keeps following me. "its Minho!"

"What?" I yell and turn around. "What happened?"

"He wants to talk to you," the person gets closer and I can see that it was Winston. I sigh a breath of relief and walk over to him.

"What's wrong with him?" I cautiously ask.

"He might have broken his ankle, but other than that, he's perfectly fine. I think he wants to thank you for saving his life."

I thank him and head over to the med-jack's shack.

Once I get there I can see that none of the med-jacks stayed behind to make sure that Minho didn't escape.

"I was starting to think that Winston got to you," I hear a voice coming from one of the beds in the corner.

"What did you want to see me for?" I ask, trying to get to the point.

"I just wanted to say thank you," he says. "I thought that I was a goner back there and I acted in a way that was horrible for me to do as a leader. You kept your head, or at least kept going, when I wanted to give up. I think that should have earned you the right to become a runner."

I feel a smile break out on my face and I can't control my happiness, "thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I squeal.

I run over to Minho and give him a big hug.

"Greenie, your squeezing the life out of me," Minho gasps.

I let him go and then grimace at the pain that hugging him caused my hand. I steal a look at my hands right next to each other. The difference between the two is sickening. my right hand is swollen to twice the size of my left hand.

"How long will you be out for?" I ask him, trying to take my attention from my hand.

"Two weeks. You need to get your hand healthy as soon as possible, though."

I gasp quietly and clutch my hand to my chest.

"How did you do it?" Minho asks.

"I punched someone," I whisper.

"Please tell me you didn't punch Newt," he begs.

I don't say anything, but I stand up to leave. My cheeks are burning beyond belief.

"He really likes you," Minho says to my back.

All the anger that was in me a few hours ago suddenly bubbles back up and I spin around, vivid with anger.

"If he really likes me, then why doesn't he do something about it? If he really likes me, then why didn't he say anything when I told him everything that I knew about me? I told him how I felt about him and he never said anything!" By now I'm screaming, my face is getting red from the anger. "I tried so hard with him and he does nothing! He says nothing!"

Minho says nothing, just stares at me in horror.

"If he really likes me, then why doesn't he do anything about it?" I scream in frustration and hit the wall with my right hand.

That was a very bad idea. The second my hand hit the wall, there was a snapping sound and my hand felt like it was set on fire.

"Y/n, what were you thinking?" I can hear Minho yell, but he sounds really far away. "You just broke your hand!"

The room is spinning, "I'm fine," a voice slurs. It takes me a minute to realize the voice is mine.

The room finally stops spinning and I unevenly walk toward the bright fire. As I get closer, I can the faces of everyone at the bonfire staring at me.

"I need a med-jack," I slur.

"Get Jeff!" I can hear Alby yell.

Three people rush toward me and sit me on one of the tree trunks that served as seat.

A Glader, apparently Jeff, sits in front of me. He is doing something with my hand and telling me something.

All three of the people that grabbed me are still surrounding me. Each face is familiar. Much more familiar than I would have liked. Gally, Newt, and Alby had grabbed me.

"Done," Jeff says triumphantly as he finishes wrapping my hand tightly in a thick gauze-like cloth. "be careful and try not to use your hand for anything."

I nod and he leaves along with Gally.

"We might need to reschedule the party," Alby smirks and pats me on the shoulder. "take it easy."

"Thanks," I muster a small smile and he leaves me alone with Newt.

"I know I really upset you earlier. I get it. I should have said something. But you really don't know how hard it is to talk to you," he explains in a hurried tone.

The light of the fire illuminates the curves of his face. His eye is swollen and I can make out the lines of the bruise that my fist created. The sight makes my stomach twist into a million knots.

"I'm sorry," I blurt out before I can stop myself.

"What?" Newt looks flabbergasted.

"I shouldn't have hit you. Gally was really ticking me off and Minho was refusing to move while he was in the maze right before you showed up. I also should have said thank you for helping get Minho out of the maze," the words fly out of my mouth without me even processing them.

"But you still had a reason to hit-," Newt starts.

"Yes. I was still ticked at you, but that didn't give me the right to hit you. I shouldn't have avoided you for so long. you don't know how hard that was for me."

Newt just looks at my face for a long time. Too long, my instincts start to kick in, but I fight back.

"Please say something," I whisper. "You don't know how much it hurts when you don't say anything."

Tears begin to fill my eyes and I bite my cheek, trying to keep them from spilling over.

"I guess Minho was wrong," I whisper and stand up.

"What?" He looks confused.

"Why don't you go ask Minho?" I whisper and run off.

I don't run to homestead this time, or even the woods. This time I run to the med-jacks shack.

*sorry for not posting a new chapter for a while! But i looked at how many people had read my fanfic and 250!!!! Thank you guys so much! Please keep on COMMENTING AND VOTING!!!! the more you comment the better my writing gets. im up for any type of criticism as long as it can help me become a better writer. I just want to say thank you one last time! ~Caelyn

P. S. I'll try to get another chapter in before New Years.