Out Of Order (TMR Fanfic)

Chapter 42- Cranky

"Eve?" a man askes as we enter the upstairs platform.

"Hello?"

"What happened to you? You just disappeared out for nowhere. Who are these people?"

"I'm sorry, who are you?" I ask.

"She doesn't remember you, Jorge. They came from WICKD," the woman speaks.

"Oh. Your mind was wiped. You really don't remember us?"

"No."

"Who are you? Why are you here? Where are you going? How can I benefit?" Jorge questions.

"I'm Thomas. And these are my friends. We are headed to the mountains to seek refuge," he explains.

"You are seeking out ghosts and fairytales," Jorge responds. "What do you know about them?"

"Nothing. Just that they are in the mountains ahead," Thomas answers.

Why is she with these idiots?

"I've been trying to find the answer that question for a while now," I joke.

"I see you're still you," Brenda notices.

"Yes. And who are you? Or rather, who were you to me?" I ask.

"We banned together this group when the world turned to Hell. You were a part of it before your father came and took you from us," Jorge says, sounding sorry.

"Her father?" Thomas inquires.

"You know about him, right?" Brenda asks.

"Yea...," I say, running a hand through my hair.

"What?" Ren asks.

"Janson is kind of my father...," I say, waiting for a response.

So this bitch is working for them?

Why should we trust her?

I thought Eve was different.

I heard each of the gladers thoughts running through my head.

"Hey! I just found out about it too okay?! I didn't want this; To have such a shitty father. Also, no, why the hell would I be working for the people that took everything from me?!" I shout.

"Did she just read my mind?" asks one of the gladers.

"You didn't know she could do that? Catch up shank," Newt says.

"What now?" Thomas asks.

"We need shelter from the storm. Just for one night," I suggest to Jorge.

"Fine. But only for one night. You may stay longer if you wish but they have to leave by first light. I don't trust them," Jorge commands.

"I'll take them to some beds," Brenda says, and we all follow her back downstairs.

The place was filled with lively people having fun. They looked happy, content.

We all found our beds and then Brenda went back upstairs. But not before giving me a 'welcome back' smile.

I get up from my cot and walk over to Newt's. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"Eve, what am I to you?"

"My best friend."

"That's all?" Newt asks, disappointed.

"No. It's just the well, earlier when Minho asked if we were dating...I didn't know if you wanted to...," I trial off.

"Eve, I'm in love with you. And I think you know that," Newt states.

I sit down on his bed and kiss him again, passionately. He returns the favor, making the kiss a bit more harsh, like he did earlier.

Newt ran his hands up my shirt during the kiss and I accidentally let out a moan which woke up the rest of the gladers.

"Do that again!" one of them shouts from the other room and I hear giggling.

"If you guys are going to have sex, can you do it someplace else?" Minho asks. "Or at least include me?" he jokes.

"Fuck off, Mean Hoe," I say and the rest of the gladers start dying of laughter.

Newt and I start kissing again and he slowly pulls me onto kiss lap, deepening the kiss. Newt then uses his hands to push my hips down so that I was slightly grinding on him while we kissed. Newt moans into the kiss.

He then flips us over onto the bed and gets on top of me. He kisses my neck and I start to feel a bit of both scared and nervous.

"Newt...maybe we should wait until we're somewhere more private?" I suggest, trying to make him stop.

"Oh...yea...okay. Sorry," he apologizes, getting off of me, embarrassed.

"Lay with me though?" I plead and he obliges, climbing into bed with me.

I feel something hard press up against my ass which makes me laugh. "Sorry," he apologizes again, shifting in the bed so that I was more comfortable.