DISCLAIMER I ONLY OWN BELLE AND A FEW OTHERS.
Newt POV:
I opened my eyes and my head pounded then the dream came back to me.
Belle. Murderer.
That wasn't right she wouldn't hurt a fly never mind killsomeone. I looked up and saw Tommy standing by the window I stood a bit to quickly and my head began to spin as Tommy ran away from the window. I stumbled over to the window and saw Minho running full speed into the Maze I ran as fast as I could but the limp slowed me down dramatically.
"Newt," A voice shouted I turned and saw Zart run over.
"Yeah?" I said trying to get the conversation over.
"The Map Room's on fire," He said quickly.
"Ok," I said before processed the information. "Wait what!"
"Someone burnt all the Map trunks."
"Ok...I'll be there in a minute, Zart," I said quickly as I ran off hearing him snigger behind me.
I ran out as I did I grabbed a towel and pressed it to my head.
Tommy was getting closer to the doors. "Tommy," I called after him he stopped allowing me to catch up.
Stupid limp.
"Minho followed it out there!" Tommy called.
"I saw," I said. I pulled the towel away and saw blood was already soaping through and making the towel bloody. "Shuck it, that hurts like a mother. Minho must've finally fried his last bit of brain cells - not to mention Gally always knew he was crazy."
"I'm going after him."
"Time to be the bloody hero again?" I thought not realising I had said it out loud until Tommy turned to me sharply he also seemed a little hurt by the comment but it was true.
"You think I do things to impress you shanks? Please. All I care about is getting out of here."
"Yeah, well, you're a regular toughie. But right now we've got worse problems."
"What?"
"Somebody-" I began but was interrupted when Minho began to turn the corners to get back in the Glade.
"There he is!" Tommy shouted before cupping him hands over his mouth. "What were you doing, idiot?"
Minho waited before he got back to us and out of the Maze. He bent over and bean sucking in deep breaths before answering Tommy. "I just...wanted to...make sure."
"Make sure of what?" I asked. "Lotta good you'd be taken with Gally."
Minho straightened up still breathing heavily put his hands on his hips. "Slim it, boys#1 I just wanted to see if they went towards the Griever Hole."
"And?" Tommy pushed.
"Bingo." Minho said while wiping sweat from his forehead.
"I can't believe it," I said in an almost whisper. "What a night."
"What were you about to tell me?" Tommy said it took a second to realise his question was directed at me. "You said we had worse-"
"Yeah," I interrupted I pointed my thumb to the burning Map Room. "You can still see the smoke."
Tommy looked over and so did Minho. Minho's face fell as he connected the pieces together almost instantly.
"Somebody burned the Map trunks," I said. "Every last one of 'em."
Me and Minho went of to investigate the burning building when we were halfway there I turned and saw Tommy wasn't following us I sighed loudly.
"Where's Tommy?" I asked Minho.
Minho turned and shrugged his shoulders. "Probably causing trouble that's what he does."
"That boy is going to be the bloody death of me," I muttered under my breath.
Minho sniggered. "You've been the Leader of these Shanks for a week and your already sounding like Alby and Nick."
I rolled my eyes and continued to walk
"Newt, Wait a second," Minho called from behind me.
"Yeah?"
"It wasn't your fault," He said after being silent for a few seconds.
"What?" What he had said caught me off guard.
"What happened with Belle, it wasn't your fault. No one saw it coming, no one could have protected her," He said quietly.
"We should probably to the Map Room," I said nodded my head towards the Map Room.
"Newt-"
"Let's just go Minho!" I shouted walking quickly over to the Map Room. Minho caught up to me effortlessly.
Stupid limp.
When we got there I saw Alby on the floor with a bleeding gash in his forehead I couldn't tell if he was conscious or not. I walked up to him grabbing a rag and pressing it to his forehead. He was conscious.
I asked him questions quietly that he didn't know the answer to. I carried on doing this until Minho called my name.
I left Clint in charge of taking care of Alby as Tommy led us to the Slammer to try and convince us to let his girlfriend out.
"Come on," Tommy insisted. "What's she gonna do, run around and stab every Glader to death? Come on."
Minho sighed. "Fine. Just let the stupid girl out."
"I'm not stupid!" Teresa shouted even through her words were muffled by the walls of the Slammer. "And I can hear every word you morons are saying!"
"Real sweet girl you picked up, Tommy," I said sarcastically.
After letting Teresa out and receiving a glare from her they told us that the Maze was a code and we revealed that we had hidden the real Maps.
We walked out of the building to show Tommy the real Maps when I heard her voice.
"I'm so sorry." Cameron's voice said. I tripped over my own feet in shock and face planted.
"You ok, Newt?" I looked up to see it was Tommy who had spoken.
"I'm fine. Stupid limp," I said before standing up but before I took another step I looked back and saw the figure of Cameron standing behind the Slammer.
"Newt, come on!" Minho shouted I felt him grip my arm and drag me away.
I turned back and saw Tommy walking just a head talking to Teresa.
He's defiantly going to be the dead of me.
It's been sooo long since I've updated! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm hoping to update again later today! Review if you love or hate this story! Until next chapter! Byee!