Newt Imagines :) | UNDER CONSTRUCTION

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SPOILERS ABOUT NEWT AND KINDA HOW OUR PRECIOUS BOY GOT HIS LIMP!!!

Newt and I always ran the maze together. Always. No matter what.

I had come to the Glade before him, and he always joined me. Always. No matter what.

It was one night, that he admitted something to me.

He told me that he didn't want to run the maze anymore.

I felt sick. Did I annoy him? Was this the end of our friendship? What changed? We wouldn't be able to spend much of our time together anymore...

I ran away from him, crying.

I didn't want to annoy him any more than I probably was, so I stayed away. Scared that I would irritate the boy I cared about most.

It was one day, a week or so later, that I was running in the maze. I got back in record time, and I felt a wave of sadness rush over me. I wouldn't get to celebrate the accomplishment with Newt...

Then I suddenly felt an ominous vibe. Where was Newt?

He had started working in the gardens... But he wasn't anywhere near there.

Perhaps he was getting fertilizer. That had to be it.

I started to make my way over to the map room, when Minho ran to me, full speed.

"Do- do you know," he panted, "do you know where Newt is?"
I started to panic.
"No. Do you?"
"No."

It was then when Minho's gaze shifted to behind me, and his eyes widened. I turned around, and saw it.

Alby was carrying a body.

Not only was Alby carrying a body terrible news, it was Newt's body.

I felt dizzy. Except dizzy was an understatement. It was like my whole body was shaking, and the entire planet itself was about to tip over.

My legs were jelly as Minho and I ran over them.

"Wh- wh- wha- tuh ha- happ- penned?" I could barely speak.
Alby looked at us. It was like he was trying to keep himself from falling apart. He didn't say a word the whole way to the medjack hut.

The medjack told us that he was still alive, just unconscious, and that we should go back to our bunks. They would come get us as soon as possible.

I wouldn't be able to sleep.

We all swayed in our hammocks, near each other. Not making eye contact with each other.

Alby threw a piece of paper at my feet. I shakily picked it up and unfolded it. It was addressed: To Y/n.

After reading what it said, I leaned over and threw up. Every little bit of food, and acid in my stomach piled up near my hammock.

After I did so, Minho looked at me with concern.

"This is my fault. I did this to him." I sobbed, unable to look the note that Newt had written to me. My words didn't really come out right, and I was surprised when they could actually decipher what I said.

"It was his choice to jump. He could've talked to you-"
"But I didn't try and talk to him!" I wailed, "He said that he couldn't bare me being upset by him! I should have done something! I should have done something!"

I curled up into a ball on my hammock. My tears were nonstop. I couldn't control myself.

Eventually I lay there, shaking in a ball. Silent.

That was when the medjacks came and told us we could visit him.

Alby and Minho were messes, but they had themselves more composed than me. They helped me walk to the small hut and we took turns seeing him.

When my turn came, he tilted his head up to see me.

"I'm sorry."
"Newt! I'm sorry! This is all my fault!" I started to go into a hysterical, yet quiet, mode again, and he consoled me.

He was the one who attempted to take his life, and he was the one consoling me.

I felt sick to my stomach, but there was nothing more for me to hurl up.

So I fell asleep to Newt telling me that it wasn't my fault. That he would heal. Tears still flowed out of my eyes as sleep consumed me.

I wish Newt was okay. I wish his character was okay.

-anneequah