She stared at the ceiling, her mind blank. There were no tears in her eyes. He had tried to kill himself. That was why he was so protective! That was why he worried about her so much! She remembered what he had told her when she was extremely new to the glade..He had told her he climbed to see if he could get to the top...But he lied... Newt didn't fall. He had jumped.

Anger flooded through her. How dare he! He was really just going to end his life like that? Did he not think of his friends? How did he get so depressed that he wanted to do that to himself?

She heard a knock on the door. She sat up, running her hands through her hair. She rose to her feet and walked over to the door, yanking it open.

She glared at the boy infront of her. The blond teenager with the british accent. The boy who seemed to care so much about others safety.

"Whoa...Whats wrong?" He stuttered out. She never really greeted him at the door.

"You! That's whats wrong!" She shouldn't yell, but she was mad. He was her friend! And even if he didn't remember her when he jumped, he had other friends! And he tried to kill himself!

"I...I'm confused...What did I do?" He looked at her, his eyebrows drawn together, a frown on his face.

She grabbed his arm and yanked him into the room, then kicked the door shut.

"What did you do? Well first you lied to me! When I was first here! Guess you climbed the wall to see if it was possible, huh?! Well I don't think you fell, Newt! And second, why would you EVER do that?!? And oh yea! I had to watch it, from a little lab, with nothing to do! You could have died! But OH WAIT...That was the point! To take the easy way out, huh?! To LEAVE YOUR FRIENDS?!"

There were tears on her cheeks now. She couldn't help it.

He stumbled back a step. "Liz, I...How did you?" He stuttered.

"The dreams Newt...The dreams!"

She scrubbed at her face, desperate to stop the stream of tears.

"oh.." He whispered.

He stepped forward, pulling her into his arms. She thought about pulling back, but pushed the thought away, wrapping her arms around him.

"I'm sorry..." He sighed. "I was stupid and scared, ok? I just didn't know what to do, so yeah...I jumped." His chest rose and fell slowly. "I lied, I know...I just...It's not something I'm proud of.."

She sniffled, a sob jolting her.

"Sh..sh...No, don't cry Liz...I'm here, ok? I'm alive, I'm happy now, I swear, I would never do that again...That was a long time ago."

"Stupid Shank." She muttered into his chest.

"Yea, I know." He sighed again.

He shifted, and she felt his breath on her ear. "I am so sorry, Liz... I'm sorry I lied, sorry you had to see it, and I'm sorry I ever did it in the first place."

''S'Okay..." She muttered into his chest.

He huffed. "It's not, though. I was stupid, and it nearly cost me my life..."

"But it didn't.." She pointed out.

"No, It didn't... And at the time, I was mad...Mad that I wouldn't just go ahead and die, but it's different now. I made friends, found my place here... You will, too."

The door burst open, causing them both to jump. She stumbled back when they separated, and Newt grabbed her arm to catch her. They both looked at the door, her vision still blurred by the tears.

Minho stood in the doorway. "Ehm... Few boys said they heard yelling, I just wanted to make sure everything was ok." He paused. "Liz, are you crying? What did this idiot shuckface do to you?"

She sniffed once. "Nothing! I was just..." She paused.

"em... There was a misunderstanding." She finally muttered.

she wiped the tears from under her eyes. Luckily, it seemed no more were coming.

Newt ran his hand through his hair. His eyes on hers for a moment, then back to Minho.

"Guess I'm good then! Glad I dont have to break up a fight." He chuckled. "Ya better hurry up and get to Fry before he closes of the kitchen. I'm off to run, later."

"Later shuckface." Newt grinned.

As Minho left to go run the maze, Newt turned to her. "So are we all good? Wanna go eat?" He frowned lightly.

"Em, yea...Sure..."

They left to go get food, and were greeted by a grumpy (ish) Frypan.

"Kept me waiting! Coulda had the kitchen clean by now ya shanks! Can ya not just keep the peace?"

Newt chuckled, and Frypan sent a glare his way, which only looked half kidding.

"Sorry, Fry...I'll get it all cleaned up when I finish, you go do other things." She gave him a soft smile.

"S'Alright M'lady, it's your day off. Use it."

He passed them both a plate of food.

"Thanks Fry!" She looked at the plate. No eggs. He seemed to be picking up on what got dumped in the trash.

"No problem.. Now go eat somewhere else so I can clean up ya slintheads!" He laughed, so she knew he wasn't all the way serious. Fry was a very likable person.

They ate at the edge of the deadheads, and then Newt went to go work in the gardens. She insisted she should help, but he argued that it was her day off.

She walked into the trees, planning on finding a nice place deeper in the woods, allowing herself a chance to be alone.

She heard a twig snap behind her, and she swung around, startled. Ben stood in front of her, a couple yards away.

"Oh hey Be..." She trailed off. Something was wrong. "B...ben? Are you ok?"

"You did this!" He growled. She took a step back.

"D...did what? Ben, what happened to you?!"

He stepped forward a few steps, and she froze.

"YOU HELPED THEM MAKE THE MAZE! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

"Ben! Please...Your not thinking straight! Wh...why don't we go talk to Alby about this, ok? Get you s...ome help."

He charged, smacking into her before she could get away.

She screamed, hoping someone would hear.

"Ben please!" He had her arms pinned down with his knees. He held a knife in his hand.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" She screamed again, struggling against him. He was probably twice her weight, and way stronger, so her struggles did nothing.

The tip of the knife dug into her shoulder area. She cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"Maybe I'll play just a little" He hissed. "YOU DESERVE IT!" Ben took his empty hand, pressing it against her throat...Hard.

She began to see dark spots in her vision How had no one heard?!

Suddenly, the weight lifted. She coughed, gasping in air.

"Ben! Ben! Chill out, calm down, ok?!"

Her eyes were drifting shut and she was loosing conciousness, but she knew that british accent.

She heard a gasp, a cough, more voices, screaming, more screaming...So many voices. Someone was hovering over her, Jeff, but she couldn't understand what he said. She could only feel pain. She wanted to pass out, she wanted to be relieved from this awful half conciousness. Everything hurt...And then nothing. She was surrounded by blackness. Was she dying? Was she going to die? She didn't want to die...No! She wanted to live! She didn't want to die in this place! She wanted to get out of here before she died!

Hours Later

Her whole body ached and her throat stung, but that didn't compare to the fire in her right shoulder. She made a sound, somewhere between a wimper and a groan. She opened her eyes, attempting to lift her head. It came right back down, causing a sharp pain to make it's home in her whole top half.

"Ow!" She wimpered quietly.

Jeff was on her in an instant. "Hey, hey, easy Liz, take it slow, okay? Don't move too much, you're gonna be alright, just stay still."

"W...Where's Ben? What happened?! He was always so nice! What's gonna happen to him?" Her throat ached, but she needed answers.

"Ben's in the slammer..." Jeff's usually cheery voice was filled with sadness. "He got stung, went crazy...Newt got him off...There gonna banish him tonight when the walls close..."

"No..." muttered. "Can't you fix him?!"

"It's to late for that, he needed serum, but no one could get to him safely...I'm suprised Newt got him off of you..."

"Newt..." She muttered. Then she remembered, Newt had saved her. But the noise...The yelling...Something had happened to him.

"Jeff...Where is he? What happened? Did he get hurt?!" Her breath quickened, her heart thundering. What happened to him?!

"Uh...He uhm.." He sighed. "He's in the other room...Ben uhm, Ben got him with the knife. He's ok though, don't worry... Clint gave him some medicine, he's asleep."

"I'm sorry...I caused this, didn't I?"

"No! No! Of course not Liz!" Jeff was quick to reasure her.

"No...Jeff he was yelling at me, saying it was my fault!" She started crying. She couldn't tell him...She couldn't tell him that it was her fault...

"Sh, sh...No, no Liz...He was going crazy, ok? He wasn't himself."

"Can I go back to sleep?" She muttered.

"Yea, yea.. I'll leave, yell if you need something." He left quickly.

She closed her eyes. She had gotten Newt hurt, it was her fault! The maze, the thing with Ben, all her fault!

She drifted back to sleep, the medicine still in her body working.

-Authors note-

Hey awesome readers! I am so sorry this took so long! I've been extremely busy, and with school starting I dont have as much free time. I will try my best to get chapters to you! I hope you enjoyed this one :D

I hope you have an amazing day!