"Okay... So, Thomas and Minho are "Runners"?" - I looked at Newt to see if what I said was correct.
"Yes"
"And at night the entrance to the maze closes so that we don't get eaten by grievers?.." - I looked at Newt again. He gave me a reassuring nod.
"Yeah exactly. The runners go into the maze to look for a way out" - He had a mild smile on his lip, happy that I had an easy time understanding.
"Well, so how long have you all been looking? Are we close to finding a way out?" - I asked Newt in a hopeful manner.
Some of them must have been here a long time since they've built so many things. And if a new glader only comes once a month... - My trail of thought ran cold as I thought of how many gladers were here.
Newt looked straight ahead as he answered my question.
"Three years..." - He placed his head in his hand as I straightened up.
Wait, did he just say three years?!
The hope I had built up inside me disappeared completely. My breath got shaky.
They've been looking for three years... and they're still here.
"I know it sounds hopeless Greenie, but that out there isn't an ordinary maze. The only reason we haven't found a way out yet is because it changes every night." - Newt didn't sound discouraged.
He's most likely had this conversation many times. That would explain why he talked about it like it was nothing.
A few minutes passed with Newt trying to console me. His kind words did make me feel better, but I still had a hard time accepting the situation we were all in.
Finally, we had both stopped talking and sat next to each other in silence. I could hear the wind blowing, and the trees rocking.
It was surprisingly quiet, considering how many boys were around here.
Even though the silence was lovely, I had made a decision that I needed Newt to agree on.
"Newt?.." - I spoke softly, yet it sounded louder due to the lack of background noise.
"Yeah?" - He didn't look at me. Clearly not anticipating what I was about to say.
"I want to be a runner..."
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Maybe If I Disappeared? (Thomas x Reader x Newt)
Fanfiction"No no wait! Please don't go higher" - His voice was lower this time. I turned around to look at him again, he gave me a small smile. "Who are you?.." - I spoke quietly while sitting down again. "The name's Newt." Having been transported alone in a...
