Random Fandom Imagines (Requests Closed)

multiplefandomgirl/Newt

My hand grabbed a tomato and placed it in my basket. Since I was one of the gardening people, my job was to work here in the garden area in the Glade, tending for the plants.

"These look fantastic, Skylar," stated Newt as he came by. He picked one up and smirked at it, observing the red fruit.

"Thanks. They just needed some T.L.C, I guess."  I wiped some dirt off another one and put it in.

Just last month, I had come up from the crate with another girl named Teresa, both totally confused of where we were, who we were, but knew our names. I often had small glitches of memories of Thomas, and sometimes Newt. The one that always haunts me is the one where I'm looking at him in a glass box, full of water in it like he's being preserved inside there.

I've always felt something for Newt. Just didn't quite know how to tell him.

I looked back at Newt and he gave a sigh. "After picking, Skylar, can you meet me inside the homestead?"

I nodded with a smile. "Sure."

Feeling chills just thinking about seeing Newt again, I smiled to myself. But suddenly, I felt depressed just thinking about this place and how I felt so alone. Having no memory of my parents, friends, or even who I was killing me inside.

Picking the last tomato, another memory came into my head suddenly. I stood by Teresa and Thomas, watching Newt be put into a tank while he struggled to get out of some guards grip. Anger was flushed on his face and before the men put him in, they looked at me.

"It's your call ma'am," they proclaimed. I nodded and then walked. The memory ended of Newt screaming bloody murder and sounding like he was drowning.

I gasped a deep breath and felt my heart pounding out of my chest. What have I done?

I looked around the Glade. Did I do this to everyone else? Did I bring them here?

Heavily breathing, I realized I brought this onto them and I don't deserve to be here just as they don't either. And I brought them here. I brought Newt here, the man whom I care for.

Glancing at the maze opening, I made sure no one saw me. Quickly dashing while trying to stay hidden, I entered the maze, feeling okay of dying in here. I couldn't do this anymore. How can I live while I have this burden on me?

The maze echoed every time I took a step. Taking a few turns here and there, I suddenly heard a clicking noise. Then a yell for my name in the maze entrance.

Turning towards the Griever, I took a shaky breath and proclaimed, "Do it! Just do it!"

A tear rolled down my cheek as immediately the Griever hit me with one of its legs. Slamming into the wall, I knew I had definitely broken something. Then limping against the wall, the Griever pinned me against the wall, squeezing the guts out of me and positioned his stinger.

I was ready. Ready to be over with this.

"Hey, let go of her!" yelled a voice.

"No," I mumbled and the Griever then turned towards the boy.

Newt. It was Newt. Suddenly, I didn't want to die now. The past was the past and I wanted my future to be with him, Newt.

"Newt!" I yelled. "Get out of here!"

Ignoring me, Newt charged at the creature and stuck a sharp pole at it, making it limp and dead.

Now falling to the ground, Newt ran to me and held me in his arms.

"What are you doing, Skylar? You can't just leave like that!" he declared, sounding shaky from crying.

"I'm sorry, Newt. I just-"

"You wanted to leave didn't you? You wanted to kill yourself."

Feeling ashamed now, I looked away, but then back at him. "I did."

"Well, don't you ever do that again, do you understand? We need you," he said.

"I need you, love." His brilliant eyes found mine and instantly our lips met. Pulling his head closer to mine, he squeezed me harder and I could feel something wet on my cheek. His salty tears touched my cheeks as his action wanted to make me cry too.

Pulling away, I apologized to now-crying Newt again while I was in tears too. Why was I so stupid to do something like that? To him?

"C'mon, we better get going before more Grievers come." Newt soon carried me bridal style down the maze.

I now had something to live for. And that was Newt. And it will always be Newt.