The Real Savior (Newt X Reader)

Chapter 2

"It's fine. It's just a scratch," she lied to him. She couldn't say if he bought it but he didn't ask her anything else and kept silent for a while.

"Here, let me tend to that," Newt was going to hold (Y/N)'s hand but she wouldn't let him touch it.

"I'm fine Newt. It's nothing."

Newt sighed and didn't push the topic. (Y/N) didn't like lying to him but she also wasn't sure of who to trust. She knows that these boys care for her but they could turn on her the any minute. She feels this way because of her mom. She loved and trusted her mother and when she found that she was the cure all along, she was willing to give her daughter's life. Then she wondered if it makes her selfish. She can heal the entire world, her life isn't worth the many ones that she could save.

The reason why I'm hiding this is because I don't know who to trust. I'm not being selfish.

"I'm not being selfish," she said audibly. When she said it, it wasn't loud but it was loud enough for Newt to hear.

Newt was just staring at the window looking at our scorched world but his mind was somewhere else. He was thinking of (Y/N). When he remembered who she was, flashes of memories when he was in WICKED before the Maze, came back. He remembered seeing the girl for the first time.

Flashback...

He remembered that it was the day that blood was going to be taken from him for the week. He was inside the room, waiting for the doctor who'll take his blood. He was expecting his same old doctor who has the frown on his face and is just so serious. He was shocked when he saw a young girl with a smile on her face. Newt has never seen a worker in WICKED with a genuine smile on their face, they were always so serious.

"Hi my name is (Y/N) Paige and I'll be the one taking your blood for today," she perkily said. She took a chair and the materials she needed. She took his arm and searched for a vein. "So what's the name that you've been given?" She asked.

Newt has never really talked with his doctors because they never talked to him. They just do their job and leave.

"They call me Newt. After Isaac Newton," he replied.

"Oh, that's a cool name. Ok I'll take your blood now," Newt nodded and she gently pushed the needle inside Newt's skin and took some of his blood. "Ok we are done. Thanks for blood Newt." This was the first time that one of the WICKED workers called him Newt. They usually call him Subject A5.

"When can I see you again?" He asked.

"I can visit your room sometimes," she replied. "Is that ok with you?"

"Yeah. It is," Newt replied with a smile.

Present...

A small smile formed on Newt's lips when the memory came back. He was glad that this memory was a good one. He looked beside the girl who was his best friend in what seems like another life. He saw her get bitten by the Crank and he wanted to help her like how she helped him, but she refused. Newt thought that this conversation would be better in a private place, rather than the bus.

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When they got to the base camp, they were led to separate rooms. The boys were given a room all to themselves and the same treatment was given to the girls. When both Teresa and (Y/N) were led to their rooms, they were about to make themselves comfortable but then a man came inside their room.

"My name is Dr. Janson," he introduced himself.

"I know who you are," (Y/N) snapped at him. "Why the shuck are you here?" (Y/N) asked.