Listen ~ The Maze Runner ~ Newt

23 ~ Monitors

I wasn't going to leave these monitors until I physically had to because I couldn't bare the thought that something could happen without me being there to watch it.

So, I move back to my seat and slide it into the middle of all the monitors, my eyes flickering over them all a couple times to make sure nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

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Just as my eyes were beginning to flutter shut, I started to hear a shuffle on one of the monitors; and because I had turned the volume up to the max on all of them (just so that I knew I would for sure wake up when the Gladers woke up), it made me jump.

I sit bolt upright and stare at the monitors, trying to figure out where the noise was coming from. At first I didn't see it, but then I did. A shadowy figure was slowly moving across the open field of the Glade and climbing up the hill I usually climbed, sitting on my branch of the tree.

My heart skips a beat as I realise that it could only be Newt who would be up at this hour, and the horrible feeling of impending fear creeps over my body. My breath hitches at the back of my throat and I grip onto the arms of the chair, afraid of what I was about to watch.

"So, you gave me a sign. I know you're alive now Dani, and I'll admit, I didn't believe it at first. But when you said all those things about me, I knew that none of the slintheads up there would have paid that much attention to little old me." Newt starts off, somehow calming my nerves a little bit. But not by much. Because still, deep down I know Newt can be unpredictable at times. and right now could be one of them...

"I have no clue whether it was just pure luck that you sent Thomas in here today or whether you can actually hear me, though I'm starting to think it is only the former. But I just thought I'd come out here to say something to you just in case you can actually hear me, though I'm pretty sure I'm just speaking to the wind right now and I'm not going to lie, I feel pretty stupid doing it. Either way though, it felt good the other night to come out here and say everything that was on my mind. So I'm going to do so..."

"I only have little faith in this plan of yours. I know, horrible me for not believing in your level of intelligence. I believe you're smart Dani, better yet I know you are, but I'm just scared that the people who have sent us in here might be a little smarter and may have made it impossible for us to get out... Regardless, I'm going to try everything I can to get out and back to you love, because if I don't it will only hurt me more... The thing that scares me the most though is what if it doesn't work? 24 hours ago I was so close to ending it, and without you here with me I'm still not ok. But if we try this plan and get far enough, only to fail again, all of my hope is going to be gone... I don't know how much longer I will be able to cope in here..."

I bite my lip as the lump in my throat arises again, a little bit of doubt coming over my body too. Nevertheless, I continue listening to him, thankful I did after a few seconds.

"So, I think I need to get the one thing off my chest that I've been thinking about for the past 2 years of knowing you, love. I think- No. I'm sure, that I love you..." My heart flutters an intredous amount as I clap my hand to my mouth, feeling the sweet release of the tears slipping down my cheeks. But they weren't ones of sadness, they were of happiness. Newt loved me, and because of that love he was trying. Just for me. Despite his own pain.

"I highly doubt you can actually hear me right now but either way it feels good to form it into actual words. And now I'm not sure what else to say." He chuckles, looking to his hands in embarrassment. "I guess that's it. So, I love you Dani. And I pray to some form of shucking god that the plan works, because I miss you so damn much."