The Maze Runner Imagines, Preferences and Dialogues

#NewtImagine

Imagine dedicated to Skittles1713

"Newt, come on, let's talk."

Newt doesn't respond. He doesn't even flinch about what I had just said. He just keep on avoiding me these past few days and I don't know why.

"Newt, what now?"

He looked at me then rolled his eyes. "What."

"Why are you not talking to me? Is there any problem?"

He smirked and rolled his eyes again. I hate it when he rolled his eyes. "Why ask me? Why don't you ask yourself?"

"Newt-"

"Just go. I just don't want you anywhere near me, for now."

The last part of what he just said was almost like a whisper, but loud enough for me to hear.

And that hurts like hell.

He kept a blank expression on his face as he pick one tomato out of Zart's garden. I'm almost about to cry but I know that crying will definitely not help me with our problem.

Twelve days. Twelve days since he went cold to me. I don't know what's up with him. I haven't even have a nice conversation with him. A sweet goodnight. A warm hug. And a . . . a soft kiss.

I don't know what to do.

I sighed. "I will come back and ask you again about what's happening with us. Please stop ignoring me, Newt. Please."

I'm going to cry. I'm going to cry. I'm going to cry.

I turned my back and started to walk the other way. But even if I did, I still heard him say, "Whatever."

There is a problem.

All day, I've been thinking, analyzing, finding out what's really wrong. Have I acted so weird that he can't handle me anymore? Have I done something terrible that he's just so frustrated he can't even look at me in the eye? Did I not obey him according to what he always want? Is he mad because I'm still a Runner?

I don't know.

All I know is, Newt is my boyfriend. I love him. Every single person in the Glade ships us. We've been in a four months relationship, and so far, we are going stronger.

He loves me, I know that. He cares for me, he protects me, he always keep me happy when I'm so distracted, he makes me feel relaxed when I'm so tired of living everyday.

But right now, he can't even give me a nice answer or a warm 'good luck' before I did go run to the Maze.

"What's up, Kels?" Minho said, disrupting any running thoughts from my mind.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Nothing. And please don't call me 'Kels'. I-It's Newt's nickname for me. . "

He nods slowly and I know that he sensed that there is a problem between me and my boyfriend. "Oh, I get it. You wanna share it with me?"

"I don't think so."

"Come on Kels, I mean, Kelcey. Sorry, I'm just too used to hear Newt saying 'Kels' as your name, so I just thought that I can use it too, you know."

I smiled, but I'm pretty sure I am not really happy. "It's okay, it's just a. . . name."

No, It's not okay.

That was Newt's name for me, nobody in the Glade calls me 'Kels', only him.