Promises In Mourning ☆ Gally - TST

Stay Strong

I am sitting afar from the group for another ten minutes thinking about Winston and Jack, about Ben, about Gally, about WCKD, and her mom. Thinking about anything and everything. Of course, I cried again. I cried my eyes out in fact- It's all I am ever doing lately- but once I calmed myself down again, I decided it was time to go to bed. I stood from my spot on the sand and walked over to where the others were. The fire is completely out besides a few tiny sparks that glow at the bottom of the smoky ashes. I find my backpack in between Newt and Aris and lays down, I rest my head on the backpack and close my tired eyes, trying to clear my mind as much as I could so I could finally fall asleep.

I laid there, staring up at the sky and the stars that twinkled and danced in the night's abyss. I laid there for probably hours, not able to sleep. My mind constantly going, thinking and thinking and thinking. The pain that wracked my body did not help me fall asleep either. Before I knew it, a light flashed in the corner of my eye which brought my attention to the horrid thoughts that I had been stuck in forever. I look over to see the sun was rising in the far distance of where the mountains awaited for me and the gladers. I sighed deeply.

"Guess I'm not getting any sleep," I whispered to myself. I tried in one last attempt to close my eyes and sleep, after countless minutes of the sun only getting brighter, my eyes finally drift into a dreamless sleep.

"Fin!" Someone's voice shouts.

"Seriously? I'm sleeping," I grumble, my voice croaky, dry, and tired.

"Well, it's time to wake up, sleeping beauty," Minho's voice speaks from beside my ear.

"No."

"Did you stay up late even though I told you not to?" He asks. I give up on fighting for another couple of minutes of sleep and open my eyes and sits up. I look around to see everyone already packed up and waiting for me.

Oops.

"No. I went to bed not even ten minutes after you did."

"Let's go, Fin, we need to get moving," Thomas told me. I stood up from the ground, shaking my hair out to rid it of the sand and dirt, I then combs my fingers through the thick curls before putting it up into a ponytail. I pick up my bag and start walking.

"Come on! We have a long day ahead!" I say in a cheery voice to try to push my need for a nap aside. I looked back to the others and see that they look at one another with a worried expression before they began walking to catch up to me. The side of my stomach was hurting a lot more today than yesterday, but I pushed the pain away along with my tiredness and continued walking.

We walked for hours and everyone was tired, exhausted, and worn out of emotions from yesterday.

"Sand. Sand. Go away, come again another day!" I sing my version of a song that I remember hearing before the maze when I was much younger. I continue humming the song as we walked through the miles of sand. However, my voice became dry and I regret singing 'cause now I am super dehydrated and we needed to ration our water.

Stupid me. Insert internal facepalm.

I see Fry whispering to Thomas talking along with Newt before Fry stops walking.

"How are you doing, Fin?" Fry asks her once I caught up to where he had stopped walking. He joined walking again alongside me at the back of the group.

"Good. What about you, Fry? How are you doing?"

"I'm good," he pauses. "How was your sleep last night?" He questions.

"Do you want the honest answer?"

"Yeah, of course, why wouldn't I want the honest answer?" He answers.