Dear Newt // Newt x reader.

Chapter 10 - I hate Wade

Newt's fingers occasionally brush against my cheek, his touch sending a shiver of warmth through me. His presence is a comforting anchor, grounding me in a moment of pure contentment. The outside world fades away as we create our own little sanctuary, wrapped in the warmth of our embrace.

Time seems to slow down as we continue to cuddle, immersed in the shared intimacy of this dream. The words of the book blend with the whispers of our love, creating a melody that resonates deep within my soul. In this dream, I am reminded of the depth of our connection and the joy that comes from simply being together.

As the dream gently fades, I am left with a bittersweet longing, yearning for the day when our cuddles and shared stories become a cherished reality. But for now, I hold onto the memory of this dream, grateful for the tender moments and the love we share.

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"Y/N," It was Thomas's voice. At first, I forgot everything that had happened, my thoughts consumed by the dream of Newt. "Y/N," he repeated, shaking my shoulder this time. It all came back to me; I was hiding from him. I screamed and pulled away. "Stop," Thomas whispered. "You don't need to be afraid of me," he said, looking into my eyes. He was sincere. "It's me," he said. I didn't respond, reflecting on all the times when we were more than just friends. Thomas and I had known each other since we were infants, growing up in the same bunker with my parents, Theresa, and his mother. We played together as children, and he was there when my mother turned into a crank and wanted to eat me for dinner. He fled the bunker with me, my dad, and Theresa when my mom infected everyone else inside. He was the one who took my virginity. I could trust Thomas.

I nodded at him. "Now, what's wrong, tell me everything."

I scoffed, actually kind of started to laugh. "What's wrong?" I'm a shucking lab rat, that's what." I said "I live in a constant state of uncertainty," Y/N began, her voice filled with a mix of frustration, vulnerability and forced laughter. "They took away my memories, my identity. I don't remember who I am or where I came from. It's like I'm trapped in this maze of confusion and lost pieces of myself."

Thomas looked down at the floor. I can see guilt in his eyes.

"We're trying to save the world, Y/N," he sighed. "And sometimes, sacrifices have to be made." I shook my head. "They won't remember," I said. "And as for me, I am only one of WICKED's lab rats. I'm no different from the rest of them. To WICKED, to my dad, I'll always be nothing more than an object, aiding their research. But down there, in the Glade, at least I'm a person and Newt...." I stopped speaking, my voice cracking, tears streaming down my face as I thought about everything I had done to him. I took a deep breath "I truly love Newt, Thomas. If I have to choose between a father who uses me as a lab rat or Newt, I choose Newt."

Thomas looked into my eyes, witnessing all the pain I had endured in the Glade. He knew I was right. "Okay, I'll help you," Thomas said. I smiled and hugged him tightly. Then, I heard the footsteps of several men outside, the voices of the guards. "We need to get out of here," Thomas said.

Thomas and I ran through the corridors, trying our best to hide from the security. We were doing pretty good until we bumped into Wade. Anger surged through me as I saw him. "You liar," I said, ready to attack, but Thomas stopped me. Wade smiled. "And yet, you had the same job as me," Wade said. "Yeah, but I don't remember," I replied. "You did. You knew the way out of the maze, you could have helped us escape." I yelled, "That wasn't my job." "I took over your job when you started fooling around with Newt."

Now I understand. Why they sent Wade into the Glade, because I didn't do my job... erasing my memories didn't work because I fell for Newt. That's why they sent Wade. I heard the security guards coming after us, I tried to run past Wade but he was so strong for me. He grabbed my arms and I wasn't able to move away from his grip. Thomas helped me by pushing him to the floor, me and Thomas ran. Wade grabbed the nearest syringe he found in a cart and ran after us. As we were stopped by a locked door, Wade got close. Thomas fought off Wade again, preventing him from injecting the syringe. However, in the struggle, the syringe fell to the ground, and before anyone could react, it shattered, releasing a mysterious gas.

My vision blurred, and everything went black.

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When I regained consciousness, I found herself lying in the maze, surrounded by the towering walls and the sounds of fellow Gladers a few meters away. Confusion washed over her as she tried to piece together what had happened. I don't know how the hell I got here.

All I remembered is Wade bringing me into the maze... Fear surged through me as I began to think about what he could have done to me. I sat up, realizing that at least my clothes were still on. "Y/N," I heard someone say, and I looked behind me. Ben. Ben had probably finished his run and returned to the Glade. "Didn't we tell you that you're not supposed to be here?" Ben said angrily. I didn't respond, instead, I started crying. "Wade... he brought me here. I blacked out, and... I don't know what he did to me." Tears streamed down my face, and Ben's attitude softened. He reached out his arms and pulled me into a hug.

"Where's Newt?" I sobbed. "I can take you to him," Ben said, and he followed me out of the maze.

A/N: This chapter took forever! And I'm still not sure if it makes any sense... However, I really needed this to happen for y/n's character development. You'll understand later. I've changed a lot from the books/movies, and basically made it into my own version. Cause it's funnier that way.