The Maze Runner: Newt Imagines

Fist Fights

Newts POV

I was sitting with some of the Gladers at the bonfire. The greenie had come up a few hours ago, and remembered his name was Thomas. Chuck gave him the tour, and I assumed he told the greenie about (Y/n), cause she was sitting with him facing the maze.

"Yo Newt," I'm brought back to reality by Jack snapping his fingers in my face.

"Huh. What?" I ask as I turn to face them.

All three boys laugh. "Man your so lucky he didn't hear that," Hunter whisper shouted to Jack. Georgie just smirked at the boy.

"Oh come on man. What did ya say," I ask with a laugh, assuming it was just them talking smack about Gally or something.

"Just talkin about (Y/n). You heard how much of a piece of klunk she is? Got into three boys hammocks last week, and dumped em all the same night," Jack told me. My fists were clenched, and I stood up.

"You better shut your bloody mouth up if you know what's best for you," I growl at him while pointing a finger down to him. I turn away, and I'm about to walk off when he speaks up again.

"What? Do you actually care about her? Dang tell me what it's like to get in her pants, cause I wanna know," Jack says while laughing. I lose my cool after that.

I spin around, and slam my fist into his jaw, causing him to tip backwards on the log. He lays back, holding both hands on his jaw while groaning.

Any boys who noticed stared in complete shock. I walked up next to Jacks head, and crouched down on one knee. "You say one more bloody thing about her, and I promise your gonna be the next one who spends a night in the maze," I growl at him, before putting one hand on my knee, and standing back up. As I'm walking away, something takes my feet out right from under neath me, and I fall backwards.

I turn my head to see an angry Jack, and more boys are noticing what's happening. He grabs a fist full of my shirt in his hand, and kneels down next to me before he punches me in the face. I roll to my side, and swing my leg out, kicking him in the leg. I jump on top of him, and boys start running over to us.

They gather in a circle watching us roll around on the ground, to scared to break up the fight. We roll over a large stick, and I feel it leave a long gash on my arm, but I don't care at the moment. I swing my fist at his face when Im on top of him, and he turns his head to the side, making me punch the ground. He flips us over, and swings his fist from underneath my head, and leaves a cut on my jaw.

"Hey," I hear a strong feminine voice shout. I try to stop fighting, so I can see what's happening, but Jack punches me again, and I have to roll him off of me. I see (Y/n) run over to us, and step in between me and Jack. "Your lucky Alby doesn't throw both you shanks in the slammer," she snaps. Jack climbs to his feet, and (Y/n) turns to face him.

"He started it," he shouts while pointing a finger at me, as I stand up. He starts trying to shove past her, and get to me, and she shoves him back with her hands.

"Oh ya? An I'm gonna end it," she retorts in a loud voice. She has a staring contest with Jack, all the boys watching her, and eventually he turns to Hunter and Georgie.

"Come on guys. We don't have time for this shank," he says loud enough for everyone to hear, and walks off with the two boys. I try to run at him again, but (Y/n) turns around, and puts her hands on my chest, blocking me.

"Newt, no. He's not worth it," she tells me. I still try to get past her, and she grabs my hand in hers, pulling me towards the homestead. "Come on. Let's get you fixed up," she smiles softly at me, and with one more death glare at Jack, I let her walk me over there.