"Minho, are you sure that this is a good idea?" Thomas asked as he trailed behind his boyfriend. "We don't know for one hundred percent that Newt likes Marie, this could go really wrong, and we would wind up hurting Marie instead of helping her."
"Of course he likes her." Minho said with a scoff. "Have you seen the way that he looks at her?"
"She's also a girl, practically every guy here has been looking at her like that." Thomas pointed out.
"Look, this is gonna work, okay? Just do your part, and everything is going to go smoothly."
What was Thomas' part? Well, it included essentially kidnapping Marie and bringing her to the meadow where Newt was supposed to tell her that he was in love with her. Thomas hoped that it worked, but he had a feeling in the pit of his stomach that something was going to go horribly wrong. And Thomas would turn out to be right.
Newt sighed softly as he worked in the Gardens, his mind was anywhere but in the Glade at that moment. His mind kept going to the day before, when he and Marie had nearly shared a kiss. He couldn't let things get that intimate again. Yes, he had feelings for Marie, but he also needed to think about what was best for her, and he didn't think that being in a relationship with him was what was best for her at the moment. It would only be a matter of time before someone else tried to attack her, being the only girl in the Glade, Marie was seen by a lot of others as the weakest link. Newt didn't think that he would be able to keep Marie safe, and he thought that she would be a lot better off dating someone else, someone that could protect her, like Alby. Newt knew that he wasn't as strong as a lot of the others, if something were to happen and Marie were to get hurt because he hadn't been able to protect her, to keep her safe from harm, Newt didn't think that he would be able to ever forgive himself. The Runners had just finished for the day, and Newt raised an eyebrow as he saw Minho making his way over, practically making a beeline for Newt.
The British boy placed his hoe down, looking at Minho. "Something the matter?" He asked, but instead of answering him, Minho just grabbed him by the hand and started dragging him off towards the Deadheads.
"Ow! Minho, what the bloody shuck are you doing?!" Newt demanded, yanking his arm out of the Runner's grip.
"You're coming with me." MInho tried to grab him again, but Newt dodged him again.
"And why would I be doing that? You getting tired of Tommy already?"
Minho rolled his eyes. "You're coming with me, because you're going to tell Marie that you're in love with her."
"Are you mental?! I'm not going to be telling Marie that I'm in love with her!"
"Why not? You're in love with her-"
"I'm not in love with Marie, Minho!"
Right as Newt said those words, Thomas had been walking by with Marie, and they had both heard Newt's outburst. Hurt flashed in Marie's eyes.
"Marie-" Newt took a step forward, but Marie stepped back before turning around and running off, Thomas right on her tail, calling for her to come back.
As it had turned out, Thomas hadn't had to kidnap Marie after all. He had told her that there was something that she needed to see in the meadow, and she had finished her Med-Jack work for the day, so she had agreed to follow him. He wouldn't tell her what it was, which made her kind of suspicious, but really, what was the worst that could happen? That she would be the victim of a harmless prank? She had figured that if that was the case, it would just be something that she could laugh off at a later time. They had been walking past Minho and Newt, who seemed to be arguing about something, but Marie hadn't been able to tell what it was, so she had decided to take a closer look, thinking that maybe she could help them figure things out.
"I'm not in love with Marie, Minho!"
Those words hit Marie hard. Newt didn't love her...then the day before, what was that? Marie had thought that maybe they had been about to kiss, but apparently she had been wrong.
Marie turned tail, running away, ignoring Thomas' calls for her to stop. She had been an idiot to think that Newt would like her. It wasn't like there was anything special about her, other than the fact that she had retained all of her memories. She eventually collapsed in the middle of the Glade, everyone watching her, wondering what the shuck had just happened.
Thomas had been right behind Marie, and he kneeled down next to her, pulling her into his arms, letting her sob into his chest. Minho had seemed so sure of himself, and Thomas would have been lying if he said that he hadn't thought there was at least a possibility that Newt liked Marie. From the way that he looked at her, that he acted around her...but apparently they had all been misreading the entire situation, and now Marie's heart had been crushed because they hadn't thought things through enough.
"I'm so sorry Marie." He murmured as he ran a hand through the girl's black hair, rocking her back and forth. His shirt was now wet with her tears, but Thomas didn't really care at the moment, because right now, she needed him.
"I'm such an idiot!" Marie sobbed as the other boys all gathered around, trying to figure out what was going on.
Thomas sent Alby a look, and immediately the leader sent all the boys away to get back to work. "Thomas, why don't you take her into the Homestead, help her try and calm down a little bit."
Thomas nodded and he whispered a few more words to Marie before helping her to stand up, guiding her towards the Homestead.
Minho had made his way over to them. "Marie-"
"Don't." Thomas spat at him. "I told you Minho, I warned you that we weren't completely sure, and now look what's happened. Her heart is shattered, because of your idea."
Minho took a step back, Thomas' words hitting him like a knife in the heart. He was right though, if Minho hadn't been so hell bent on getting the two of them together, this would have never happened. It was just...Marie had been able to make him happy, and Minho had wanted to try and repay the favor.
Thomas turned away from Minho, helping Marie into the Homestead, and Minho couldn't help but think that their relationship had just taken a huge spiral downwards.