Newt and Minho carried me into the open eyes of the Glade. Every Glader crowded around me, some began to look away while others began to lightly cry. The Glade had never experienced a death in which everyone saw. I wanted to apologize but I had lost too much blood.
"Matt's been killed." Zart says. "Now Audrey's dying."
"Who did this?" Someone shouted.
"James." Newt said in a hushed voice, applying water to my cut.
Arguments arose in the crowds and Gally shot them down immediately. "Shut up shuckfaces!" He turned to Newt and I. "Can we do anything? Anything at all?"
"It's internally bleeding." Minho shakes his head. "Matt knew how to stitch up someone pretty well but he's gone."
Silence.
A dead, bitter silence.
I took Newt's hand into mine. "Kill me Newt."
"No." He shot down.
"This isn't a time to argue." I squeeze his hand.
"I agree." James called from behind the ground.
"The Grievers should of got you." Newt snarls.
"Ah ah ah." James shakes his head, a smile playing on his face. "You see, in the end, WICKED will always win."
"He's from WICKED?" Someone yelled, clearly angry.
"And so is precious Audrey." He smirked.
"Stop this." Gally yelled, joining the conversation again but with a blade aimed at James.
"Alright." James pushed his hair back. "I die, she dies. Let's get this over with, you'll all forget by morning."
"What are you talking about?" Minho shouts.
"Audrey will be erased from your memory but the feeling that her death caused will live on." James explains, still amused.
I look at Newt who looks at me. "I could never forget you."
"They'll make you Newt." I cling onto him.
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Poison||Newt, The Maze Runner
Fanfic"The way people mourn is so oddly beautiful." ❀ Audrey Harrison was and forever will be the first girl to ever set foot into the glade. She remembers nothing of who she was before WICKED, how she got to the glade, how she ended up without a memory o...
