The maze runner: If I live (Newt x reader)

Chapter 29: The Incident

Hi Guys! I'm sorry I haven't been posting lately. I've been a bit busy with school lately, but I'm so happy that Newt and Y/n are getting to be more comfortable around each other and are opening up more. This week I'm going for a holiday and I won't be able to post at all. So I'm sorry about that. 

Y/n

Guys I'm kind of worried now. Do you remember when I told you about how I have a massive scar on my neck. Yeah, It looks infected. I'm not a med jack, I have no idea how to do these things, and blood scared me to death.. But I know it's infected. The one across my stomach actually looks really good now, I think it's about to finish healing completely. I can't go to Jeff or Clint, or anyone for that matter, because no one knows. I don't really know why I'm so worried about someone knowing about it, and I really should tell them as it's really bothering me. I can't put my hair up, and the glade gets SO hot in the summer. I can't put a tank top/crop top on because they will show, and I have to be really careful when I'm lying down. Recently I've really wanted to talk about it to Newt but.. I really don't know.

 I saw him walking towards me and my heart did a flip. Even after months of knowing him... He still made me feel flustered, just by being next to me. "Y/n, we need to talk." He said, while taking my hand and ragging me to his hut. He pushed me onto the bed and then sat next to me. "I need to talk to you about something." He said. "Me too," I said. "Ok, me first," he said. And I nodded. "Ok Y/n, I know this is going to be really really crazy for you to hear but, when you kissed me, you somehow healed me. '' After a few seconds of silence he put his hand on my shoulder and stared at me. "Y/n, you ok?" He said, and I could hear him perfectly, I just didn't respond. I was in my own bubble, just me. What was he saying?! I'm not special, I'm NOT special, I'm Not special- oh my god great, now I'm falling. I'm Not specia- THUD.

Newt

I grabbed her, and she fell. I was too late, again. Shuck Newt! Oh my god could you be a good boyfriend/friend for once, could you? I brought her to the med jack for what felt like the third time this month. By now, Jeff wasn't bothered. I walked through the door and closed it behind me, looking for a sign of Jeff. "Hellooo, Newt" he said to me, and I sharply turned to him, smiling. "Hi Jeff, Y/n fainted this time" I walked to the bed laying her down, as I watched Jeff come over to us with a syringe. "What's that for?" I asked, pointing at the syringe. "It's so then she doesn't feel any pain, we do it every time someone faints, so don't worry" he said, smiling reassuringly, while he dabbed Y/n's arm with wet cotton. "Oh ok, does it hurt much?" I asked, looking at fear at the bit needle. Jeff laughed at me "Newt, we all know about the incident, ok? And don't worry, the needle's not going near you."

2 years ago

I was waiting in line to get injected. Both Jeff and Clint had come up with a medicine that clearly made people healthier. And it was nearly my turn. I'm pretty sure that I'm not afraid of anything. I'm not afraid of heights, the dark, deep water, insects. Nothing really. Except NEEDLES. I'm shaking just by looking at them. I'm telling myself to be brave. And that I can do it. Shuck, It's my go now. Jeff cleans the needle as I sit down, and I see the point glint in the sun. I just tell myself to be brave. He lowers it down, lower and lower, nearly there... And I bolt. I literally run to the other side of the glade. Midway, I run into the forest, trying to dodge all of the trees, logs and branches. But I miss one. I approach a tree that's fallen down in the wind. I think I can jump over it, I'm wrong. I get closer and closer. And I jump, catch my foot on the bark, and fall flat on my face with my whole shucking leg twisted. People assume a lot of things about why I have a limp, a lot of cool things. When people ask me I just act like it's personal. Just because I don't want to tell them that I tripped and fell flat on my face, flailing my leg in the air. It needed stitches, but I'm a dramatic shuck... So how would I know what's serious or not?   

I know that in other story's, Newt's limp is from doing something else (we don't talk about that) but in this story it's just Newt being Newt. Enjoy!