After the Death Cure 2 ( The Maze Runner )

Chapter 29 | Newt

I can't help but worry sometimes.

I feel like she doesn't love me anymore.

If she even loved me in the first place...

I think about her all of the time.

I doubt she thinks of me.

I don't blame her, all of this WICKED klunk going on.

But still, is there no time for me?

Is there no time to get butterflies when I look at her?

Is there no time to...to even trust me!?

I didn't even notice the fact that we were standing right in front of Joshua. I look up at him, and he raises an eyebrow at me. "Why are you two always asking me for help?" He asks when he looks back at Kenzie.
"We just need something to do," she answers before I even know what we're talking about.
"The Gladers were sent to work out in the training room. Do you ever hear announcements?"
"We left lunch early. Like seriously though, a whole building, and all we can do is sleep, eat, workout, repeat?"
"I can promise you, you will have something to do very soon." They stare at each other for a minute. I'll bet he knows her secrets. I think to myself out of anger. But I can't help but admire how beautiful she is. I feel a smirk start to form, and I hide it as soon as I notice. Kenzie looks up at me, then motions to follow her. "Bye, Joshua," she calls back. He doesn't answer. I turn around to see him rubbing his face with his hands.
"Kenzie, what's-"
"Sh, sh. Shut up!" She looks around, then pulls me into a room. More like a closet. There are lab coats in here. Nothing else. "I don't know what WICKED is planning. But it's really freaking me out. Joshua came to my room the other day, and told me that they are. He told me to leave while I could..."
"But you stayed." My gosh, did I say that out loud? Shuck, I sounded like a drunk in love idiot.
"Of course I stayed." She almost looks hurt, but she continues, "Ava is only making things more clear, though. She asked if I would do what they want-"
"Yeah, I was there for that part."
"Shut your hole, I'm trying to explain...like I know you were- whatever just be quiet. I think they're still planning on testing us. Think about it. Why would they need the Gladers back so badly? They were in Paradise, and WICKED has an army of two thousand."
She waits for a response, but I just stare at her, wide-eyed. Like a slinthead, of course. I can't even remember why I was mad earlier. All I know is: I love her. And no matter if she hates my living guts, I always will. Even if she didn't love me before...or now. She's mine, whether I'm hers or not.
Before I can stop myself, I pull her into me. She doesn't seem to care, though. Our lips meet perfectly together, moving in sync as she rests her hands on my chest. It only lasts a few seconds before I'm pushed away. "What?"
"Newt! I was trying to talk about something serious!" She only smiles.
"You didn't seem to mind." I try to pull her in again, but a frown overtakes her face. "What now?"
"What's my name?"
"Kenzie."
"No, my real name."
"McKenzie." That was weird saying.
"Newt, come on."
"What are you talking about?"
"Ok, look. We had names before we lost our memories, right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"What happened to them?"
"Oh...Ooooooh. I see...wait what? No, they said we just don't get those back."
"But why?"
"So this is why you think so much."
"Newt, are you even listening? Why don't they want us to have our memories back?"
"Don't worry about it. I mean, does it really matter?"
"I don't want my name back, I want to know what's going on."
"Why can't we just wait, and find out?" I don't really think anything of it. They've provided for us. Ava may be acting a little...off...But what if there's just something wrong with the soldiers, or the Cranks. Maybe the Flare isn't fully curable. So what? "We can't just jump to conclusions."
"I can't believe you..."
"You're the one being unbelievable." Everything that I was mad about earlier comes back to me.
"Whatever. I thought I could talk to you about this, but all you've been doing is changing the subject, and kissing me!" She slightly raises her voice, but not too loud. Just enough to get her point across. "Forget it, I'm going to the training room..." She leaves the closet with a slam of the door. I stand alone in the silence. My thoughts. In fact, just silence. I'm not sure what to think.