A forgotten lifetime

Grievers

I scream, I don't know what to do, Thomas follows Newt, he sees the Grievers, and runs to help me up, Teresa and Newt grab a torch "There here!" They shout, and Thomas helps me to my feet , we were about to enter the Homstead when a Griever wrapped its claws around me, screaming and thrashing, it threw me over to the Garden area, I fall with a big thud, and I crawl into the corn to hide myself, my leg feels like it's on fire, probably broken, and that dizzy feeling that I get before I throw up is coming again, so is the griever, it's looking for me, crashing through the corn, letting out cries to its buddies to help it. I poke my head out, I crawled to the middle of the field, my leg has returned to its normal feeling, good, it's not broken but for sure my arm is. I finally get up and start running, I might be running the opposite way from the Homstead, but as long as I keep moving, the Grievers won't get me, I'm so lost in my thoughts that someone crashes into me, throwing me to the ground, I'm about to scream when they place a hand around my mouth, I look to see Newts brown eyes on mine, I nod and he takes his hand off my mouth "where are the others?" I whisper "there in the box" I must've looked confused because he says "to hide from the grievers" that makes sense "why did you not stay there?" I ask, he looks at me with a firm gaze "because I care about you, I don't want you to get hurt" that's when he kisses me, it's a quick kiss, but it's enough to give me energy, we break apart and look at each other, we smile at the same time, but the moment is interrupted by a blood curling scream, it sounded like Teresa, or I guess my sister, I get up and crash through the corn "Teresa!" I scream, I know I just put a target on me, but she sounded in pain. The corn starts to thin out as I crash through them, I see Teresa, standing over someone, they were huddled on the ground "Teresa!" I scream, I run forward, she turns and a look of horror crosses her face, I'm confused for a second until the Griever crashes into me and throws me to the ground, it has its syringes ready, but they never hit my body, because someone jumped in front of them and taken them instead, and that person was Newt.

The griever retreats, along with the other ones into the maze, and the faint pink of dawn crosses the sky "newt?" I say, he seems like he's fallen asleep, "Newt, come on" I reach his body and start shaking him "Newt! WAKE UP!" My scream echoes around the glade, when it bounces back, it's full of pain and grief, newt please!" I put my ear to his lips to find no warm breath come out of them.