Her Heart Belongs to Him- (TMR Fanfiction) ON HOLD

Part 18- Too Close

"Banishment?" I ask in disbelieve. Minho just nods, he wants to continue walking but I run in front of him. "Why would they banish him already?" Minho sighs before brushing past me once again. "Minho! Talk to me!" I shout behind him, but the Runner just continues walking.

I sit down in front of the door. It opens at last, which makes me fall backwards. My feet hang into the air, almost hitting Newt in the stomach. "Hello Newt." I say with a smile. He glances at me before looking into the Glade again.

"Hey Vanessa." He says. It shocks me a little that he calls me Vanessa. He mostly calls me Vanny. There must be something really wrong, and I want to know what!

I stand up as fast as I can. "Banishment, I heard." I tell him. His eyes widen a bit before he realises that Minho left the room early. "Yes. We will banish him tonight, when the doors close." He says.

He isn't looking at me, just past me. I look at the huge Doors. 

"Vanessa, go to your Hammock. Don't come and watch when we banish him." Newt says after a little silence. I scoff. "I am going to watch it, if you want it or not." I tell him.

"Vanessa, you need to listen to me." His face is stern and his voice becomes angry. "No. I will be there when you banish a friend of me. I will stand in the front row to wave him goodbye."

Newt turns to me. "First row, huh." I nod. I don't care that he is the second in command, I am oing to be there. "Fine. You will be on the first row. See you tonight."

He walks away. His fists are clenched next to his side. How do I manage to always make him angry? Gally brushes past me harshly, almost throwing me on the ground. 

"Hey, watch where you walk, shuck-face." I shout after him. The turns back to me and walks to me angryly. "Shut your mouth, Vanessa." He yells at me. "Just shut it for once." 

I walk trough the Glade slowly. Alby asid that it wouoldn't make sense if Minho and I would return to the Maze now. It was getting darker already, and all the Gladers seemed angry and sad.

A lot of arguments had broken out today. Most of the time Minho was involved. Alby and Newt had tried to stop real fights from breaking out, and had succeeded. 

"No!" Ben screams through the Glade. I walk to the Slammer, careful not to come too close to the door. "Vanessa." He shouts. I get thrown back by the madness that is found in his voice. His eyes show pure desperation.

I walk backwards a little and turn around. A few tears stream down my face. Why him? Maybe if I hadn't been talking that long with Minho in the Maze I could've saved him.

If I just started running and didn't mention it to Minho, I would've been in time. 

Newt walks to me and pulls me to the doors. The other Gladers are already at the Doors, the Keepers hold large poles. Newt pushes me in between them.

"You wanted the first row, so you get the first row." He tells me. He pushes one of the poles in my hands and I look at him confused. "The people at the front row push the banished one inside the Maze. "

My eyes widen. "N-nevermind then." I try to give him back the pole, but he just pushes it back in my hands. Two Gladers walk closer to the Doors with Ben in their hands. He is shouting and thrashing around in their arms, trying desperatly to break free. 

He gets pushed inside the circle and I throw a worried glance at Newt. His eyes woften a bit and he grabs my hands. Something in my belly starts to flutter. He helps me to put the pole horizontal.

His hands tighten around mine a little as we push Ben closer to the Doors. He keeps trying to find a way out, until he looks straight at me. "Vanessa." He whispers. His voice sounds different than just a few minutes before. 

It was more animal like. Like he was trying to come and eat me alive, and he would succeed when he whispered my name. Another tear rolls down my face, landing on Newt's hand.

He squeezes my hands a little before starting to move forward. I walk with him, tears streaming down my face. Ben hasn't said a word since my name. He only looks around the group, fear in his eyes.

We push him through the Doors, and when the doors are just about to close a cry comes from his throat. My hands leave the pole and soon Newt does the same. His arms close in front of me, so we are hugging... Kind of.

I start sobbing and he turns me around in his arms. I try to keep in the sobs, but it doesn't work. Newt's hands move over my back, soothing me a little. "Man, I am weak." I whisper through my sobs.

"No, this is really normal." Newt's voice cracks a little when he says this, and soon his chest starts moving up and down too. One of his tears falls on my head. "Sorry." He sobs.

"No, I'm sorry." I tell him while pulling away. "For what?"

"For wetting your shirt." We both look at his shirt, seeing a large wet stain of my tears. Newt chuckles a little, although a little sadness is still hidden in his voice. "No problem, Vanny." He says while ruffling my hair a little.

"Newt." I cry. I try to put my hair back to normal, but when Newt starts laughing I get that it isn't working. I pout and Newt starts helping me. 

I only look at his eyes as they scan through my hair. Finally his eyes meet mine and we just stand like that for a while. His hand moves down and rests on my cheek. His thumb brushes past it and he starts leaning in.

I do too, but we get interupted.

"Nessa! It's time to go to bed, running tomorrow." Minho shouts while pulling me away from Newt. I shoot him an apologizing look, but he just stares at the ground. His cheeks and ears red.

Damn it, Minho...