It had been along day of traveling on foot, in the middle of nowhere, and Thomas was tired. The embers from the fire fluttered into the night sky and disappeared into the void. He leaned against a pile of scrap metal and thoughts about how he could have saved Winston. The way he begged for death lingered in his mind. He was gonna keep his promise to Winston if it ment death. Thomas rose slowly and sat on a near by sand dune.
The others agreed someone should go talk to him. "I'm not going..." Frypan said crossing his arms. "Don't look at me," Minho said carving a knife out of a piece of wood. "Newt, how about you?" Teresa asked. "W-why me?" "Thomas listens to you, at the moment, he doesn't really trust me." Newt sighed and walked over towards his friend. Lately, newt was receiving mixed messages from him. Did he love him as a friend or a lover? He did not know.
"Hey," he said sitting down beside Thomas, "you haven't slept a wink since we left the Maze ,have you?" Thomas looked at him with sad eyes. "Don't think I haven't noticed. Listen, Frypan was just letting off steam. He didn't mean anything by it. I don't think anyone misses the Glade." "No, he is right. I'm the reason we are stuck out here." "Your the reason we are free. If it wasn't for you, we would have never gotten out of the maze. I would have never have seen the sunrise or set. Your the reason we are free!"
After that remark, Thomas rolled his eyes. Thinking that he wasn't a hero or a leader. "The others might have their douts but they would follow you anywhere." Thomas mumbled under his breath "they follow you too. " "Yeah, but it's different with me. And you know that. We all have our roles to play." "Newt, I don't know where we're going. We're lost." Thomas said giving up all hope. "We have been lost before..." "Not like this..." After a few moments of silence, between them the two of them, finally Newt said "There is a place for us, somewhere out there." Thomas looked at him with tears forming in his eyes. He saw him starring off into the night. "I don't know where it is but all I know is that a whole bunch of our friends died for us to get this far." Newt placed his hand on Thomas's shoulder with a tear running down his cheek. He looked into Thomas's hazel eyes and said " we can't give up. You can't give up. And...and I won't let you."
Thomas hugged his friend and cried on Newt's shoulder. "S-shit! You got me crying." Newt said wiping away his tears. "Sorry, hey Newt..." "Yeah," "I love you." "Love you too Tommy." Newt sniffled and whispered in Thomas's ear. "Hey, come to bed with me. The others don't have to know." "Really...I mean yes. A million times yes!"