Once again I am on a bus, on the way to a basketball game so sorry for any spelling errors.
~~~~~~~~~By the time that the three of us reached the North Doors both Minho and Thomas were staring at me with questioning looks.
"Explain," Minho demanded as soon as we stopped. "How did you get in here?"
I looked at Thomas, "he knows part of it."
Minho glared at me first and then Thomas, running his hand through his perfect hair as he did so.
"Spill," Minho demanded.
"She remembers some of her past," Thomas rushed, looking between Minho and I the whole time. "That's all I know I promise. That's the only memory that they sent with me, a picture of her and the words 'she remembers.'"
"When Gally knocked me out for the first time, I got a memory back. It didn't matter to me at the point, all of the dreams were to blurry to decipher.
"I only got bits and pieces back every once in a while. That was, until I woke up this morning. When I ran into the woods, I was sitting on the edge of consciousness. When I figured it what happened, I had enough back to know what to do.
"I used a secret entrance to penetrate WICKED and trap the griever in a section. I broke into the maze and you know the rest," I explained.
Neither one of them said anything, just looked everywhere but my face. It was as if they were afraid to look at me.
Minho finally spoke up, "Why can't any of us remember anything else?"
I shook my head, I had been expecting this question, "I don't know, but we still a few hours left until the doors reopen. I'm going to get some sleep."
I curled up in a ball in one of the corners, resting my head on the cool stone. I lay there waiting for the memories to come back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Too quickly, I was pulled from my sleep and into another memory.
Shuck, not another one. Just let me sleep!
"Don't wake the shank up. Can you imagine what she is going through, getting your whole life thrown back at you in a matter of hours? I would want to sleep for years if that happened to me," the voice came from a far enough distance away that it echoed off the walls, making each word clear for me to hear.
This isn't a flashback. Crap.
"Then what are we supposed to do, leave her here?" Another voice came from almost the exact same place.
"We still have an hour before the doors open, if by then she still is asleep, then we'll wake her up."
The stone floor became comforting once again and I was pulled out of the real world.
~~~~~~~~~~"Y/N," A voice came from directly above me. "You need to get up."
I stayed still, comfortable in the position was in, and pretended that I was asleep.
"Come on, I know that you can hear me! Get up!" The voice was edged with serious sass that time. Minho's. I barely managed to hold back a smile as he whined and complained.
I didn't move. I was determined to make him go crazy.
"Don't make me get Gally to drag you out of here!" Minho finally screamed.
That sent me over the edge. I jumped up, nerves on edge.
"Don't even think about even mentioning my name to Gally," I growled.
"You.... you're......" Minho sputtered, laughing.
My face heated up, "shank," I muttered and kicked his leg.
Minho fell over face first, clutching his calf all the while.
"That's for laughing at me," I smirked before turning and running toward the doors which were only a couple hundred feet away.
A figure appeared at the end of the corridor and then another. More figures appeared until it looked like the whole Glade had come to the North Doors.
When I had finally reached the Glade and stepped into the bright sunlight, I was engulfed by Gladers surrounding me. All of them were asking questions.
"What was it like?" One person got out.
"Did you see a griever?"
"What do the Grievers look like?"
"Are Minho and the Greenie a thing?"
The last question made me turn and stare at the person who asked it. He was a boy that I had never seen before, one who looked so average that you wouldn't really remember him.
"Cut it out! Leave her alone! Get back to work!" A voice broke through the crowd.
There were groans of complaint as many of them dispersed to get to their jobs. Once they had all left, only one person stayed behind and it made my heart jump to see his face.
"Newt!" I yelled running toward him and pulling him into a tight hug. If he wasn't a sight for sore eyes, I didn't know what was. He didn't return the hug and I pulled away stiffly.
"You have some explaining to do," Newt's voice was tight. I looked up, meeting his deep brown eyes. He was on the edge of tears. "How could you do that? How could you go in there and risk your life like that?"
A lump formed in my throat. How could I explain it to him?
"I couldn't let them die in there!" I tried, hoping that he wouldn't ask anymore.
"Imagine what I had to deal with! You disappearing and then hearing what happened!" Tears had begun to stream down his face.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
I looked down as my eyes began to well up with tears. After all I had been through, I was crying when I wasn't even in any danger. I had changed so much from how I was when I came up in the Box, I missed the old me.
"Y/N," Newt's voice startled me.
I lifted my head to look at him and found his face much closer than I anticipated.
His lips were on mine, my mind went blank and my legs went numb.
I pulled away only seconds later. Newt looked at me with an embarrassed look.
I took a step back, increasing the distance between us.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
"Don't be," I gave him a small smile before turning and sprinting off.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Sorry it's been more since than a week since I've updated!!! I didn't mean to take this long, but I didn't know how to get this chapter where I wanted it to get.
I found an amazing fanfic that I've been reading for the past week and that is partially the reason why I haven't updated. It's called innocence by kkshootingstar and it is the bomb.
I made it to season 6 of doctor who!!!!!!!! I love it so far and I can't wait to make it to season 7 but season 8 isn't on Netflix yet and that makes me mad because I'm going to have to wait a long time for it to come on.
Hope you liked it!!! 😘😘😘~Caelyn
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