(Newt POV)
I sit there,legs pulled up to my neck and arms wrapped around my knees after the Maze doors close for the night, I don't feel like anything. Just curling into a ball and crying my eyes out. They put some cream on my injury so it's feeling a lot better.
Alby,Minho and a few other runners are in the map room,the others are eating supper. I'm not hungry. All I want is someone to talk to,to let our every single thing I feel. But life doesn't work like that in this place.
"Newt!" I turn round and I see Minho standing there.
"What's up?"
"Not much. Been a long day."
He sits down beside me,looking ahed.
"Is your leg better?"
"Ish."
"Alby told me everything."
"Everything?"
"Well,about your leg."
"Oh right. Well,that's all to say."
"Right."
"I'm gonna go sleep."
"What? It's not even night time yet."
"I'm just tired. Night Minho."
"Night."
I slump off to the kitchens,no ones there, I walk through. Until I run across a knife. My hands shake as I pick it up...
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Starcrossed {Nalby}
أدب الهواةAlby spent a month in the Glade alone,with no one by his side. Day by day go by until the box comes up,revealing a shy broken boy. Newt. They only have each other
