TMR / TBS Imagines 2

Newt // Jealous (Pt.2) *REQUEST*

* I wasn't planning on writing a part 2 but I was asked and I had free time in school *

"This is your plan?" The group could practically feel the sarcasm dripping off Newt's words. The fire in his eyes was still directed at Aris even if his girlfriend had calmed him down a few nights before.

They had lost Thomas in the scorch back when they were first introduced to Jorge and Brenda when the entire warehouse collapsed in a giant explosion. Although they were wary around Jorge, they believed him when he said he could take them to their friend. At this point, they didn't have anything to lose.

Jorge brought them to a mansion hidden deep inside the destroyed city. He claimed this would be where Brenda would bring Thomas if they had escaped. The only issue now was that there was no easy way into Marcus's mansion since he played risky games that the Gladers weren't all too happy to play. Then Aris had an idea.

"Look, I think this is the best way to find Thomas. This way we'll have us looking inside and you guys looking outside," Aris explained further when he saw how nobody was agreeing with his idea. He wanted to split the group up, one half searching the outside of the mansion for a way in and the other going inside. It seemed simple enough except for the vile drink that would make them lose all common sense until they wanted to stay at the mansion forever. It was Marcus's game and they didn't want to play.

"What makes you think you won't turn out like the rest of them?" Jorge questioned. "If you go in there, you'll be just as out of your mind as the other immune kids and then WICKED'll have you again. We can't risk it."

(Y/N) peeked around the corner they were hiding behind to spy on the entrance of the party. She watched a young girl, probably only a year or two younger than her, being force fed half of a bottle of liquor. The young girl wiped her mouth before entering the mansion. It seemed easy enough.

"Guys, Aris might be right." All eyes turned towards (Y/N). She saw the angry look on her boyfriend's face and continued. "We need to find Thomas and get to the Right Arm as quick as we can. This might be our only way."

They took a second to process what she said before Frypan spoke up. "Then who's going in?"

"Me and (Y/N)," Aris told them, immediately followed by a scoff.

"You bloody shank," Newt hissed while taking a step closer but being stopped by Minho's hand over his chest. "You just want a chance to get her alone and drunk off her arse until you can take advantage of her."

Minho moved himself in front of Newt as a shield to block him from Aris. Minho wasn't particularly fond of Aris but he knew Newt was going to beat the boy to death if he didn't step in.

"It was my plan and she's the only one who agreed with me. If anyone's taking the risk, it can be us. You all don't have to," he defended himself but Newt wasn't having it.

(Y/N) could see the steam barreling out of Newt's ears so she grabbed his arm and pulled him a little ways from the group, at least out of hearing range. She had him pulled close to her with her hands holding his own.

"Listen, I don't like this just as much as you do but we need to find Thomas and get away from WICKED." He stared down at her with a cold face, only breaking his hard shell when she placed her hand on his cheek. "And I need you to stay out here and protect me. If you're in there, you'll be just as useless as I will be on that drink so I need you sober. Okay?"

He hated the whole plan but for her he would do anything. As an answer, he nodded his head until a faint smile bent her lips.

"Nothing is going to happen with me and Aris. He's a shank who helped us escape but you're my whole world. Trust me." Newt did feel a little better than before, not that his nerves wouldn't eat away at him from the moment she left his side to the moment she was back. At least now he was able to comprehend that she truly didn't have any feelings for Aris.