Run With Me? (Newt Love Story ~TMR~)

Chapter 10

Songs for this chapter:

•Cowboy Casanova
by Carrie Underwood

•Complicated by Avril Lavigne

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Mavis' POV

A bird, I believe a swallow, starts to sing a soft tune, signaling that morning is about to come. Everything seems a little clear, though; I wake up in the Homestead, but what I don't realize is the soft snoring above my head. I look up and see Newt, sound asleep with his arms wrapped around me. I carefully lift my head up and see the sky turning blue outside the window. The only sounds I can hear are the swallow, me and Newt's breathing, and my steady heartbeat. I feel comfortable, lying across his chest, it feels very natural. I grin as the memories from last night return in my head. Then, I start to feel a little awkward about this moment, because Newt is laying right next to me, well, I'm laying on top of him, and....

I take a peek under the blankets, and see that he's still wearing clothes, and so am I. I sigh in relief. I know that Newt is awake now, his fingers are lightly tracing along my spine, sending shivers, and I softly gasp, letting out a breathy sigh. He softly trails down on my back, and when I look up at him, he's looking back down at me, his face plastered with the crooked smile I love so much. "Good morning." I say in a whisper. "Good morning." He says, his morning voice is slightly husky. The arc of his chin rests above my head, and I lift my head up a bit more to see him. "No nightmares?" He asks. "No nightmares." I confirm. And for the first time, I realized, I don't have a good dream unless Newt is with me.

We lie in bed for a while, silent, in no rush to begin the day, I think. Then there's a knock at the door, and I get out of bed, stretching my arms out, and walk over to the door. When I open it, I see Alby, and right behind him is Minho. "Morning, Alby. Minho." I say, and Alby greets back while Minho only raises his hand a bit, but doesn't look at me. What's his problem with me? Do I owe him back for getting Ben away from me two nights ago? Newt appears behind me. "Ready?" Alby asks him, and I look up at him. He nods. "Mavis, take your time to get dressed and follow me." Alby says. I look back at Newt, and he looks down at me. "I'll see you soon." He says before walking out with Alby and Minho, and I slowly shut the door. What does Alby want me to do? Or, what does he want to talk to me about? I shake my head, and take out a white long sleeved crop top, shorts, light brown boots, and I put them on, adding deodorant soon after I wrap my denim hoodie jacket around my waist. I take the braid from yesterday out and brush my hair, letting it down. It falls and stops right in the middle of my back. I quickly brush my teeth and I almost choke on the toothpaste when I look at my forehead in the mirror. My bump is gone! I look down at my arm and..., my scar is gone, too! That's strange. How can a bump and a scar heal overnight? When I look over my bruises from the other day, they haven't gone anywhere.

I shrug it off, but I'm still aware of it, and grab my weapons and walk outside, closing the door behind me. The boys wait for me, and the four of us, which is me, Newt, Alby, and Minho, walk to the East door. Newt notices my expression and looks at my forehead, a slight look of puzzlement crosses his face. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I shrug. "Mavis, can I talk to you?" I look away from Newt and see Alby looking at me. I silently nod, and I follow him to the other side of the wall. I look closely at it and notice the names of every boy in the Glade carved into it. Some are crossed off. "Peaceful, isn't it?" Alby speaks up, and I turn to look at him. "I know it's hard to believe, but it wasn't always this way." The sun has peeked over the horizon and some of its rays flashes in my eyes. I look back at the wall. "We had dark days, Mavis." Alby says. "We lost a lot of boys to fear. To panic. But we've never had any girls, which was strange in the beginning, but once it was like that, we all got used to it. Until you showed up. We've come far since then. Established order, and made peace." I look at him again as my fingers traces over Chuck's name. "Why are you telling me this, Alby?" I ask. He puts his hand on my shoulder before replying, "Because you're not like the others. You and Thomas are not like the others. You're both curious. But you're one of us now. You need to know what that means." I'm a little terrified to ask him another question, but one comes out of my mouth, "What happened to these guys?" I point at the names that are crossed out on the wall. Alby sighs, "Like I'm said, there were dark days." I look around and my eyes find my name, carven next to Newt's name, and on the right is
Thomas' name. I didn't carve my name in, but I bet that you have a guess who did. I look at Newt, who's talking to Minho.