The Maze Runner Preferences

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This imagine is for Broken_Angel1133

I hope you like it. I'm not sure what all I'm going to write in this imagine, but since it is supposed to be a sad/depressing imagine, there might be some triggers.

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It was like any other day in the Glade. At least, for everyone else. I am feeling this overwhelming sadness that I can't explain. It just overtook me all at once, and it had a great effect on myself and my daily activities. The only person that seemed to notice, was my best friend Newt.

"Morgan, are you alright love?" Newt asks, walking up to me and giving me a hug.

"I-I'm fine I just, I don't know okay. Please leave me alone.." I say, as I slowly squirm out of the hug.
I don't give him a second look, making my way to the Deadheads.

'What is wrong with me today' I thought, bringing my knees up to my chest. Tears start forming in my eyes. I let out a few soft sobs. Nobody can hear me anyways. I feel terrible for what I did to Newt. It was getting dark out, I am a runner, but Minho gave me the day off for some reason. I sat for another hour in the Deadheads. Nobody came and looked for me. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I decided to get up and make my way to the fire, which was already lit with all the Gladers around it, excluding myself. I was approaching the fire when Minho started pulling me aside.

"How are you feeling today Morgan?" He asks with a concerned expression. Unusual for a sarcastic guy like him.

"I already told Newt I was fine. What's with everyone asking me how I am today?" I say.

"Well we are all worried about you, y'know?"

"Shuckface" I smile.

"Slinthead" He says, smiling back. He rubs my head and runs back to where the commotion is. "Don't forget, you don't get the day off tomorrow!"

I make a little frown and I decide to find Newt and apologize. I find him standing next to Thomas, the new Glader.

"Hey Newt, sorry about earlier" I say, looking down.

"It's no problem love. Glad to see you out of those Deadheads. Are you feeling any better?" Newt smiles. Was I really better?

"Yea I guess" I sort of lie.

"Good that. Why not have a drink and have some fun?"

"Sure, why not?"

Newt hands me a drink and the whole Glade stays by the fire until the late hours of the night.

The next morning I wake up and get ready to go out into the maze with Minho and Thomas.

"Morning Morgan" Thomas and Minho both say to me.

"Morning guys" I yawn.

"Looks like someone's tired" Minho jokes and I playfully punch him in the arm.

"Oh shut up"

We enter the maze and head our separate ways. After hours of running and mapping the maze that seems to have no way out, the sadness hits me again, and I stop making my way to the entrance. Something inside me decides that I want to stay. So I make my way to the farthest end of the maze, listening to the door shut for the night. I sit and sob.

'Why did I decide to stay the night? Did I want to die?' I thought. Maybe I did want to die all along. The thought of the maze having no way out anyways, which was what I was told when I first became a runner, was it something that made me this sad? Nobody has ever survived a night in here, so maybe the idea of that made me want to stay and die too. The sounds of Grievers clicking and whirring still made me scared, so why not death?

Just then I hear something coming around the corner, but it doesn't sound like a Griever. Newt emerges seconds later, but before I could process things, he was already wrapping his arms around me.

"Morgan! Don't even do this again! You hear me? I can't lose you! I just can't!" Newt sobs, hugging me tighter. I've loved Newt for the longest time, so why didn't he cross my mind when I stayed?

"I-I'm sorry! I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I just didn't want to live anymore" I cry. I couldn't let him go, not now or ever.

"Morgan, don't ever leave me. I love you so so much"

"I love you too"

Newt kisses me on the forehead and helps me up. Together we make our way to the entrance. By the time we make it back, the doors are already opening. All the Gladers are standing there waiting for us.

"Morgan! What were you thinking?! And Newt! What were you thinking?!" Minho yells.

"I'm sorry everyone it won't happen again" I say, my hand in Newt's hand.

Alby gave us minimal punishment, much to Gally's disliking. That was fine with Newt and I, as long as we were together.

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Sorry ugh that was bad.

I'm not taking any more requests at the moment, since school is starting.

Sorry for any grammatical/story errors!

~Taylor~