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

Chapter 41

~Newt's POV~

I hold Y/N's limp body, pressing my hands to the huge wounds in her side and shoulder in a desperate attempt to stop the flow of blood, and with a sickening feeling deep in my stomach, I realise there isn't much to stop.

Tears fall in torrents down my face and splash onto her body, soaking into her clothes and mixing with her blood. "Y/N!! NO!!!! WAKE UP!!! PLEASE WAKE UP!! LOVE, PLEASE!!...please".

I cup her face with one hand and turn it towards me, seeing the deathly pallor of her skin, her chest rising and falling with quick, shallow breaths, her beautiful eyes shut as if in peaceful sleep; and a giant black hole of grief opens in my chest, blotting out anything other than the fact she's gone.

Suddenly there are people all around me as the rest of the Gladers reach us, suffocating me, pushing closer to see Y/N, jostling me from every side and reaching out with their hands.

Instantly I clutch her close to my chest, cradling her head with one hand, the other wrapped tightly around her waist, and snarl at them, an animal protectiveness overtaking me as I hold my love.

"GET BACK!! ALL OF YOU, MOVE IT!!"

At Alby's shouted commands the crowd backs away, allowing Clint and Jeff to get to me, but I don't notice them, holding Y/N close to me and rocking back and forth, oblivious to anything other than my torturous pain.

"Newt", Clint says grimly, eyeing the amount of scarlet stained grass and earth around me, "Let her go, we're here to help her".

Numbly I shake my head, refusing to release my hold on her and let anyone touch her, as if by letting them do so would make this nightmare a reality, and I couldn't live with that.

"Newt", Clint says again, his voice growing increasingly urgent as more of Y/N's remaining blood trickles through my fingers, "You have to let her go. She's dy-"

"SHUT UP!! BLOODY SHUT UP!! SHE'S NOT DYING! SHE CAN'T DIE!! I NEED HER!!!"

"Newt, I'm sorry, but she is dying", Jeff says gently, putting a hand on my shoulder, "We need to help her. Please let go. Let go and you can save her, hold her and you'll good as kill her".

His words, however gentle, hit me like a Griever and a low shuddering groan escapes me, but slowly I loosen my hold on Y/N, hating myself, and feeling that somehow, I'm betraying her by doing so.

As soon as I lay her down on the grass, a pair of hands grab me and drag me away. Instinctively I struggle against them, breaking free and throwing myself forward, scrambling back to Y/N's side and grab her by the shoulders, shaking her, screaming for her to wake her up, longing to see her beautiful smile reassuring me that she's ok.

But the Glader's grab me again and drag me back, ignoring my screams and holding me tight as I lunge against their constraining hands, a brief period of insanity taking me as I fight them with all my strength. Desperate to see her, to hold her, to ignore this horrible dream, to go back to the way things were before this awful day.

"Newt, CALM DOWN!! They're helping her! Trust them; they'll take care of her!!" Dimly I recognise the voice. Minho; with Ben by his side; and suddenly all the fight leaves me, and I collapse to my knees, staring at the backs of Clint and Jeff as they work furiously to save my beautiful girl.

I stare at them, tears flooding down my face, but I don't see them. Instead, I see Y/N as I last saw her when I held her in my arms before I left to go Running, the pale sunlight of early morning shining off her face, highlighting her cheekbones and making her y/e/c eyes sparkle.