TITANIUM || The Death Cure ? Newt [3]

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Tears found their way back to my eyes once again as I saw the love of my life standing as a Crank, a thing he never wanted to become. My nightmare, my excruciating nightmare, came true. What made this situation more excruciating was that I had to be the one to put him down so he doesn't hurt me, his friends and himself.

Without warning, he suddenly let out a scream and charged at me. Since he came at me unexpectedly, my brain kicked into a fight or flight mode, but I didn't do either. Instead, I quickly moved to the side and pushed him to the ground, only to skid back up on his feet while growling. He tried lunging at me again, but I attempted to reach to him by talking him to his senses. It was useless, but I had to try.

"Newt, wait! It's me! It's me!"

Minho

Gally led the way for us to meet up with Brenda. We had to get that serum to save Newt. The whole time all three of us were running, I couldn't stop thinking about Rosalee. I have never seen her look more distraught in her life. I hope she can make it with Newt. I certainly didn't want him to go just as much as Rosalee, or her, so I was going to run as fast as I could. Come on, Minho, run faster! I thought. You were a Runner, don't stop!

Finally, Gally, Thomas and I sprinted up a flight of stairs to find the Berg sitting still with the door open, and inside were the kids, Frypan, Jorge and Brenda, twisting the serum in her hands. Another explosion followed after we reached the top, but I didn't stop. I can't give up on Newt and Rosalee.

"Brenda!" I called. She snapped her head toward me and widened her eyes in concern. "Where's the serum?"

Rosalee

Newt tackled me to the floor once again, hitting my head painfully on the concrete. Pain shot through my skull instantly as we rolled along the ground. I pushed him off me once again and got back on my feet, looking at Newt as he was on all fours, coughing more black liquid. I had never been so hurt in my life.

"Rosalee... Kill me!" Newt begged as he turned his head to me.

Even if I promised to end his suffering, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I could never kill him. I didn't mean to do it, but I shook my head.

"No..."

"If you ever loved me, kill me!"

"I can't! I've already lost the Gladers, Chuck and Winston. I'm not about to lose you, too!"