I tried to look behind me to make sure the other Gladers were OK, but Newt's grasp tightened even more around my hand, and he dragged me behind him, still following Paul.
"Shit! Run!" Paul ordered, not even stopping to check if anybody was hurt. He burst into a sprint, and Newt and I followed. I know, I should be thinking of getting Newt and myself out of there, but what about Minho? Teresa?
What about Chuck?
"Newt.. We have to turn around! Make sure everybody is following!" I shouted, rapid shots still firing from somewhere in the tunnel.
"No!" Paul yelled, somehow hearing what I had said. "Listen, I didn't tell you this because I didn't want you to worry, but all of this isn't what you think, Thomas! You aren't in some paradise! You aren't dead yet! But if you get shot now, you will be!"
Then, as if on command, Paul fell to the ground, blood pouring from his fresh wound.
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♡ Dark Paradise ♡ ; newtmas fanfic.
FanfictionThe last thing I remember was my body hitting the ground. I open my eyes to see a blinding white light, and then he's standing there. Newt. And he was smiling. He looked as if he was the happiest boy alive; like he had never been broken. "Welcome...
