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

Chapter 43

~Newt's POV~

The dull reddish glow of daylight through my closed eyelids wakes me, and try to open my eyes. I can't, they're glued together with a sticky mixture of tears, and after a few seconds, I clear it away and open my eyes.

The sunlight is glaringly bright, and I squint, raising one hand to see properly. But exhaustion pulls me back down, and my arm drops across my stomach, my eyes fluttering shut again.

The night was full of terrors, allowing me almost no restful sleep. I lay on the bed, my body a sandbag, heavy and hard to move, and let my mind go blank, my very soul trying to put itself back together after the torturous night and recharge even a little bit.

Y/N... Her name sneaks through my tired brain, and instantly I'm heaving myself up and lurching out of bed. Stumbling, I steady myself against the wall, my head spinning and bile rising in my throat as my body protests against my sudden actions.

Drunkenly I blunder to the door and heave it open, any thought other than reaching Y/N thrust to the back of my mind. It's my mission, my one ambition, my sole purpose just to see her, and even in my weak condition, only death would stop me from fulfilling my goal.

As I stumble through the door, I collide with someone just outside and recoil, crashing to the ground as my weakened body collapses under me. I groan but try to rise, pushing off the splintered wooden floor and rising to my hands and knees before stumbling to my feet, determination giving me strength only to get to Y/N where I'm sure I'll pass out.

"Hey Woah! What're you doing??"

The voice comes from my left, and I turn to see the person I crashed into. Its Frypan, and by the way he rubs his eyes and blinks owlishly I would guess he'd been napping against the wall. "...Y/N..." I whisper, my voice cracked and raspy, but Fry shakes his head. "Nah man, you gotta stay here, Med-jacks orders".

I hear his words but ignore them, the need to see my girl overpowering any rational urge my body has, and I shuffle past him. Fry seems caught off guard by my sudden single-minded purpose, but as I sway at the top of the stairs and take one lurching step down, he rushes forward and catches my arm before I go careering down head-first.

"You can't-" he starts, sees the look in my eyes and cuts himself off. He nods, "Sure, I'll help you there", and as soon as he releases my arm I turn back to the stairs, take another step, miss completely and go crashing down in a tangle, thudding into the walls and sliding down the stairs before sprawling on the floor at the bottom.

My already aching body sparks with new pain, but I pick myself up and move doggedly forward, ignoring everything in my path and steamrollering my way to the door, leaving a small trail of destruction behind me. I hear a rush of movement as Fry hurries down the stairs and runs to catch me as I pull open the Homestead door and step outside.

My head swims as the bright sunlight stabs at my eyes, and the Med-jack hut suddenly seems impossibly far away. But I move forward, one step after the other, never slowing or breaking my pace, my body set on auto-pilot and its destination fixed.

Fry finally reaches me and hauls one of my arms over his shoulder, helping me limp along, my tired body already blossoming with bruises from crashing down the stairs. He casts a glance at me, and I see the utter astonishment in his eyes, but then he shakes his head. "Love makes you crazy I guess" he mutters, "Surprised you didn't break your shuck neck!" But I barely hear him, my full attention of the door of the Med-jack hut, now only twenty meters away.

My face and arms prickle uncomfortable, somehow burning even though its less than five minutes I've been outside. Then Fry shoves the door of the Med-jack hut open and maneuvers us awkwardly through the doorway, and the dim, cool interior eases my skin and rests my aching eyes.