The Girl Who Ran The Maze

Chapter 19

She started early the next day.

Earlier than normal, and it worried her.

"Minho, you can stop shaking me now. I'm up."

But when she opened her eyes, it wasn't Minho staring down at her.

It was Alby.

"Uh, what are you doing, Alby?"

The leader said no words, just pulled her wrist, making her get out of her sleeping bag.

"Alby?"

Nothing. Just walking.

He led her to the Homestead, up the stairs, and into a bedroom.

All of the Keepers were there. Well, except Gally.

"Uh, what's this?"

Newt stood up and took her hand, and she relaxed a little.

Then, he did something that scared her.

He twisted her wrist, and she heard and felt the bone snap.

"Ow! Dammit Newt! What the hell-"

Someone grabbed her from behind, kneed her back, and Alby punched her gut.

She collapsed, wanting to puke.

"Guys? What the-"

Newt punched her in the face, and she blacked out.

~

Except, she didn't black out.

She woke up.

She nearly gave Newt a heart attack.

"Casey? What's wrong?"

She looked outside the Slammer window, it was either the middle of the night, or early in the morning.

Yes, they slept in the Slammer. That's where they left their sleeping bags, and Casey liked to have four walls around her.

"Dammit, Newt. Just a nightmare ."

He rubbed his eyes and sat up. Great, he was up for good now.

"What about, Greenie?"

She didn't want to tell him.

She was scared that if she did, he would actually do what he did on the dream.

Her wrist actually did hurt, though.

"Greenie?"

She didn't answer him.

She knew her body showed she was crying, but she didn't want it to.

Oh well.

Newt rubbed little circles on her back, relaxing her.

"You okay?"

She shook her head, and crawled over to him.

She was fine at his side, but he moved her into his lap, not once stopping the circles.

"Wanna tell me what's wrong?" He whispered.

She took a deep breath, and proceeded in telling him everything.

At the parts where he hurt her, his body shook,"I would never-"

"I know. That's why it scared me."

He put his forehead on her shoulder, just like she did to him.

"I love you, okay? Don't forget that."

She nodded, and before she went back to sleep, she said,"I love you, too."

~

She heard Newt's breath when she woke up.

She turned her head to him, and saw his mouth was open a little bit. His hands were at his sides, balled into fists in the dirt.

Every once in a while, his leg flinched. Or, jerked. Like he was having a nightmare, too.

But she didn't wake him until it got serious.

By serious, she meant his fists moved up and down, and his mouth turned into a terrified frown, his eyebrows knit. His legs moved around crazily, and little whimpers escaped his mouth.

"Newt?" She shook him,"Newt!"

His head turned.

"Newt! Wake up!"

When she hopped up from his lap, his eyes shot open, bloodshot and watered.

"Newt? You okay?"

"I know who you are." He growled.

"What? Yeah. You know me. I'm Casey."

"What the hell have you done to me?"

"What? Nothing! I just woke you up!"

"No." He was getting up,"You've done more than that. You- you're fricking evil."

She was backing up,"What? Newt, what the hell are you talking about?"

"What have you done!" He cried.

"Nothing! Newt, wha-"

He punched her.

Over and over, he punched her.

This wasn't Newt.

He stopped for a second, as if he noticed something was off, and she took that time for escape.

She bolted out the Slammer door, screaming for help.

Newt caught her, though, and tackled her down.

"YOU DID THIS!" He screamed,"WHY?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You made this happen. You."

"Newt, did you drink something last night?"

He punched her.

"Dammit! You did this!"

Then, he grabbed her arms, and dragged her to the Maze.

And, almost unconscious, he threw her in.

And the Doors closed.