It had been 4 days and Newt still hadn't woken up. Once we got him to the Medhut, I had the hard job of popping his bone back into place. It was hard to keep him alive and do that at the same time. We didn't have the equipment we needed to make the leg heal properly, it looked like Newt was going to have a permanent limp. A few times his heart rate had decreased so much that he was barely alive, but I found a way to pump oxygen back into his body.
I was waiting patiently by Newt's bed, I hadn't left for four days and I didn't intend to until he woke up. I had been wearing the same clothes for days: A checked shirt and some jeans. A few times Minho and Alby had tried to persuade me to go down to dinner or breakfast, but I promised myself that I would stay by Newt's side. Because of this Clint brought up my meals to me.
I was sitting there patiently waiting for Newt to wake up but I was losing hope. All of a sudden Newt's eyes started to flicker and eventually he opened his eyes. I engulfed him in a hug but soon I realised I should that he's alright first.
"Are you ok?" I asked him.
He tried to sit up but let out a cry of pain. Immediately I helped him sit up, he needed painkillers but I wasn't sure if we had them so I went to find Clint. He was in the Kitchens with the rest of the Gladers eating lunch. When I went in Alby and Minho were pestering me and asking me if I was alright. I hadn't realised I was crying until I felt something wet roll down my damp cheek.
I let out a laugh and they all looked at me weirdly, probably thought I'd cracked – gone crazy and insane.
"I'm better than ok, Newt's awake. Clint do we have any painkillers?" I said.
The rest of the Gladers cheered and Clint showed me where the painkillers were.
Once Newt was ok I started apologising hoping to make everything ok and most importantly I asked him why he went into the maze.
Newt burst into tears which I had never seen before, Minho and Alby who were in the room with me obviously hadn't either judging by the looks on their faces. Newt explained everything to us, how he found out Nelson was lying and that I didn't deserve him. He wanted to commit suicide because of me.
By this point we were both in tears and I had engulfed Newt in another hug. Minho and Alby took this as their cue to leave. We talked about what we had both done wrong and were apologising over and over to each other.
After the crying session was over Newt was well enough to get up and try walking. He used crutches that I had made for him while he was unconscious. It all seemed different like I had missed out on things for ages. I guess I had, I only talked to people at meal times, and I was cooped up in the Medhut for most of the day.
Later it was decided at a gathering that Nelson would be banished, apparently he was the main reason that drove Newt to suicide.
I didn't know what a banishing was and no one would tell me. But later that night I found out and it wasn't pretty. They were banished into the maze overnight with the grievers, I knew that I would have nightmares after this.
The Keepers pushed their poles towards Nelson and he was screaming for them to stop but they wouldn't budge. I almost felt sorry for him, almost.
The last of Nelson I heard was his piercing scream as the doors closed. I felt my grip on Newt's hand tighten and his grip tightened too. It must have been hard to lose one of your own.
"Maybe he can survive," I suggested.
"No one survives a night in the maze." Newt said glumly and limped off towards the homestead.
A.N: The next chapter Thomas will come in, and I will time skip a lot. Just a heads up.