Newt imagines!

First meeting with a griever

Death cure SPOILERS

Part 3

NEWT'S POV

"Wake up! Wake up! Y/n!" I scream at her sleeping body.

It's been two weeks since we found out she is dying. She doesn't do anything but sleep all day, all night, the only difference is her breathing and heart rate, it slows down everyday and her skin grows paler every time I see her.

I shake her still body violently, "wake up you shuck face, you slinthead, you klunk." I slap her across the face, immediately regretting it.
Tears roll down my eyes, it's become my daily routine to cry, not to sleep and recently it's been to yell at her, I don't know why but it makes me feel better to get the built up anger out. I'm not angry with her, I could never be upset with her, I'm angry at myself and yelling at her reminds me of the days when she would help me when I was upset or angry.

Someone knocks on the door, " come in." I stammer.

It's Alby.

ALBY'S POV

I stand outside y/n's rooms, I peek through the door, Newt stands there waving his hands around shaking her, I even see Newt slap her. He's gone crazy and it's my fault, I should be taking better care of my friend.

I knock on the door and walk in, Newt sits down in the chair pressing her hand to his mouth, covering her hand in tears,snot and dribble.

I sit on the other side of her, " Newt, y/n has been like a sister to me and I'm just as upset to see her in this state as you are." I say slowly, screwing my hands into fist and refusing eye contact, "Newt I think you need some time away from her, take five days away without seeing her, go sleep in your own bed not here, you will find it so much easier I promise you." I look up, his eyes are full of pain and rage but the most noticeable is the desperation.

"No, no ,no, Alby please I can't live without her, she means so much to me, you don't understand I have to be here for when she wakes up."

I feel her pulse, it's slow. "Newt I do understand, you love her, I get it but she hasn't woken up yet..." I choke, "she isn't going to."

"Your wrong, this is y/n we are talking about, she will wake up, she's strong, I bet you she will, she can't leave me, she promised, she said she would always be here for me and she would never leave." Newt gets up and runs away.

I sigh, rubbing my temple with my finger tips, I hope is he right.

*

NEWT'S POV

I climb up the wall, it's all my fault, all mine. I climb higher up the maze wall, I knew what I was going to do, I had to do it, I can't watch her slowly dying another day with the guilt. Everyone  blames me, they don't say it but I can see it in the depths of their eyes. I hate this place, I hate the glade, I hate the maze, I hate everything in my life, except y/n and now I have killed her, there's no point in me living.
I reach midway up the wall, I peer down, I'm so far up I reconsider doing this but then remember her pale, lifeless face, I close my eyes and jump.

*

Every glader has been piled into the homestead, into this one room all to say goodbye.
Lately y/n's pulse has got so low and now she hardly breathes, Jeff says she won't make the night.
I sit in the chair, my ankle has been bandaged but blood still seeps through, i will never be able to run or even walk the same but that doesn't matter because I'm not going to live for much longer — I have to try again—.
Tears flow down my face landing gently on her fair face, this will be the last time my tears ever land on her body. I hold her hand so tight I swear I might break it. On the other side Minho and Alby kneel they both have swollen red eyes that let tears flow, most gladers do, most didn't even know her like I did they didn't know her quirkiness; how she tied her shoelaces, how she liked to brush her hair a certain way and that it always had to be in a ponytail when running or else she wouldn't be able to concentrate.
I let out a sob, thinking about her is too painful.
I would give anything and everything just to see her eyes open and to see her smile light up her beautiful face.
I pull myself closer towards her body, I want to be as close as possible when I next see her body it will be at the funeral.

Somewhere in what seems like far away but is only outside, an alarm goes off signalling the arrival of the box with a new greenie, I don't care much about it, I'm never going to be friends with anyone ever again and I'm never going to do anything, everything I did was with her, I spent my life with her, she is what makes me me, I am nothing  without her.
A couple of gladers leave to go to the box.
We all stay there for what seems like eternity, when all of a sudden a glader comes running into the room, shouting "get out the way, I have a solution."
I look up, a solution, I doubt it everything we have tried doesn't work. The glader runs in towards Jeff, he carries a small sliver flask with a note stuck to it, on the note says  "y/n"

Jeff  looks at me, "apparently this came up in the box with her name on it, do you think we should try it?"

I shrug in return, not wanting to take my eyes off her. We might as well she is going to die anyway, I want to slap myself how dare I think like that, she can still make it, she is still alive, she wouldn't want me to give up on her so soon.
I hold her head gently as Jeff tips a dark liquid into her mouth.

Y/N'S POV

You feel a hot liquid boil down your throat and into your stomach, your body relaxes and everything feels better.

You gasp a big breath of air as the clamp on your throat leaves, you can breath.
You feel alive, your heart feels normal, your body starts to heat up from its frozen stage.
And you slowly slip into the darkness of sleep.

NEWT'S POV 

I sit tears of joy and astonishment roll down my checks, she made a loud gasp, her skin starts to gain colour and she feels warm.
It worked, it really worked. Y/n is alive.