DISCLAIMER: I ONLY OWN BELLE AND A FEW OTHERS
Newt POV:
I saw Tommy and Minho run out of the Maze after the night, after figuring out the Code I couldn't help but have hope that they had found something.
But the Code made no sense how were we gonna figure this out, it was impossible. They had to have found something why else would they be back before everyone else.
"You're the first to come back," I said when I got close to them. I couldn't help but feel stupid for having such foolish hope in my heart but he needed something good to happen expecially after Belle...
I can't think of her now. I thought to myself. Think of the way out. "What happened?" But if they had good news why would Minho had such a dull dead look in his eyes. They had to have found something. "Tell me you've got good news."
"Nothing," Minho said his voice had none of his usual sass or sarcasm. Had thw Maze finally broke him? "The Maze is a freaking joke."
Not Minho anyone but Minho? I silently begged.
"What's he talking about?" I asked but I knew, I knew what it felt like to be broken.
I'd been broken a million times before.
"He's just discouraged," Tommy said with a weary shrug.
He's broken, not discouraged.
"We didn't find anything different. The walls haven't moved, no exits, nothing. Did the Grievers come?" Tommy asked and I felt hopelessness sink in again.
"Yeah, they took Adam." I remembered pulling the boy out of the Box, he klunked himself five times before the walls shut, I would have guessed he was one our youngest, him against a Griever, he didn't stand a chance.
"I'm sick of this!" Minho spat in the ivy. I inwardly winced at the memory or those things. "I'm sick of it! It's over! It's all over!" He ripped off his rucksack and threw it roughly against the ground. "There's no exit, never has, never will be. We're all shucked."
I watched as he stormed off to the Homestead, looking at the floor and without another word to Tommy I walked back to the Basement.
The Maze had claimed another victim, I had to fight back the tears.
I got inside of the Basement and all eyes were on me.
"You ok, Newt?" Nelson asked.
"I'm fine."
"If this is about Belle-" Nelson began to say but I cut him off.
"Not everything is about Belle!" I snapped as there was a knock on the door, it was Tommy.
"Minho still hasn't showed up," I said walking down the stairs the Glader's I'd asked to help stood around the table, they looked so exhausted.
We all did.
I dismissed the helping Gladers with a small smile, the all grumbled saying that it had all been a waste of time.
"Come and check this out," Teresa said, Was she smirking?
"I'll get down on my knees and kiss your bloody feet if you can figure it out," I said
Teresa showed him the Code and explained the order they went in.
"Cheerful don't ya think."
"Yeah," Tommy said in a frustrated groan. "We need to get Minho down here - maybe he knows something we don't. If we just had more clues-" Tommy froze his face paled his eyes widened.
"Tommy?" I asked concerned. Maybe he too lost hope. If Tommy lost hope then it'd be better if we were all dead. "What's wrong with you? Your face just went as pale as a ghost."
Tommy shook his head and tried to compose himself, worry covered Teresa's face. "Oh...nothing, sorry. My eyes are hurting - I think I need some sleep."
I squeezed Tommy's shoulder. "Well, you spent the bloody night in the Maze - go take a nap.
He walked up the stairs.
Me and Teresa exchanged a look.
"He's up to something," We both said at the same time.
^0^
Night fell I was in the same room as Tommy who had avoided everyone all day. As the Griever's came Tommy huddled himself in the corner with Teresa on the far wall.
The screams and the splintering of wood.
"It's got Dave!" Someone shouted sounded I think it was Edward. Crashes amd screams seemed right outside our door.
Suddenly Tommy jumped up and yanked the door open,
"Thomas!" I shouted after him.
I ran outside as I saw him jump on the Grievers. I watched in horror as he got stung, he screamed and managed to escape from them, and they disappeared into the Maze, I was next to him in a second despite the blinding pain in my leg. I grabbed his shoulders.
"Get his legs!" I yelled. Teresa and Chuck both picked up the legs and helped me carry him to the Homestead. We places him on the couch.
"What were you doing?" I yelled in his face. "How could you be so bloody stupid?"
"No...Newt...you don't understand..." He tried to say but I cut him off.
"Shut up!" I shouted. "Don't waste your energy!"
Everything else was a blur I remembered shouting for the Grief Serum, I would have been fine if Tommy wouldn't have said.
"Don't worry, I did it on purpose." Before passing out.
We all stood in silence when I walked out into the Deadheads.
I just needed to get away from the hopelessness, depression.
The death.
I turned to go back when I heard it.
"Hello there," I turned and saw a man who looked like a rat standing there.
"Who are you?" I asked and as soon as I finished the question a hand clamped over my mouth and stuck out my arm with a solid grip, I struggled to get out of the grip. The Ratman walked over a needle, I struggled more.
"It's alright Newt," He said with a smug look on his face.
He stuck the needle in my arm as I lost consciousness.
^0^
"Newt, Newt wake up," I opened my eyes to see me lying on the floor of the Deadheads. Minho's face hovered over mine and my head spun as I sat up. "What you doing out here?"
I thought about it for a second. "I don't know."
"We need to go back," Minho said helping me stand.
What was I doing in the Deadheads?
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