TITANIUM || The Death Cure ? Newt [3]

Chapter 16

"Guys, you run ahead, grab the serum and get back to us as soon as you can," I spoke.

All three boys looked at me while Newt continued to wheeze.

"Rosalee, if you stay behind, you'll die too," Minho pointed out. "Just come with us so we can get you to the Berg-"

"There's no time! Just get that serum for Newt, please!" I released a shaky breath as I turned back to Newt, then back to him. "Do it for Newt. I need you to do this for Newt."

They looked reluctant, but knew that with every minute they wasted, Newt came closer to death.

"She's right," Gally said. "I can cover."

He stood up to look ahead to make sure the coast was clear. While Gally did that, Thomas and Minho looked at Newt who attempted to speak through the black goo dripping down his chin.

"Thank you... Thank you, Minho."

Minho grabbed hold of Newt's hand and looked him straight in the eyes for reassurance.

"You just hang on."

With that, Minho stood to leave with Gally. Before Thomas could go, Newt grabbed his hand. Thomas glanced at him, then Newt tried ripping something off of his neck. I had no clue what it was, but he was so determined to give it to him, shaking the torn leather with a small capsule hanging on it.

"Take this," he urged.

"No, Newt, you can give it to me later-"

"Just take it!" His voice then softened as he looked at Thomas with a pleading expression. "Please, Tommy. Please."

Without saying a word, Thomas took the necklace in his own hands and stuffed it into his pocket. Thomas then turned and leaned in to hug me with worry and concern. I returned the hug, but pulled away because Newt doesn't have a lot of time.

"I'll be okay. Go," I said as the lump in my throat grew.

He nodded and stood up to run with Gally and Minho. Now that they went through, I quickly peeked through the iron bars to check if we could make a break for it. The battle was taking place down a different street, thus, there will be less fire power and an easier chance for Newt. When I turned back to speak to him, he was drifting off into space. Or something worse. I shook him, but he didn't come to his senses. After screaming his name three times and shaking him harder, he came back and stared at me.

"Stay with me, all right? I'm going to get you out of here," I said, not hiding my concern while my voice cracked.

Saying those words might help him stay calm, but it wasn't for me. The truth was, I didn't know how to save him. The world and its problems were crashing down on me like it was my fault. Was it my fault? If it was, what did I do wrong? Is this my punishment? Before I could think any further, Newt reached his hand for my locket. I placed my hand on top of his, pulling it to kiss it. His breaths became more feeble and fast, so I had to get him out of here now.