Lovers Maze

Trapped

Chapter Ten

Jeff and Flint take me to the Homestead and I'm sat on my bed. They check me over and ask me questions. None to which I answer to.

"Leave us" Newt orders as he steps into the room.

I look up and my heart flutters. I close my eyes and lay back, my head hitting my pillow and unfamiliar images flicker behind my eyes.

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A blonde boy and a brown haired girl laugh together holding hands. "Where's Alby?"

The girl shrugs "as long as he doesn't see us"

The boy smiles and leans forward planting his lips on hers "I love you Bill" he says into the kiss.

"I love you more Newtie" she giggles.

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I sit up gasping for air and I head but Newt.

"Ow" we say in unison clutching our heads. Then we laugh like children.

"Are you ok? You kind of...screamed" he asks uncertainly.

I nod "I had a memory, of my past life" I say carefully.

He looks at me hopefully "what do you remember from it?" He asks taking my hands.

I shrug "I..." I don't know what to say to him. The truth?

I shake my head "I don't remember" I lie.

He nods and frowns "okay, well we're going to camp out outside the doors" he says standing up and leaving.

I stand up and take his hand and leave beside him. Our hands fit perfectly together, I feel warm and happy. The feeling is somewhat familiar.

We make our way outside and we get to the doors to see everyone sitting around moping.

"Alright, which of you shanks killed what?" I shout jokingly tearing my hand slowly away from Newts.

Every looks up still moping "what if we never see Alby, Minho and Thomas again?" Chuck asks.

I smile softly "well, Chuck we just can't presume they're dead already. Have hope Chuckie" I say pulling the small boy in for a hug.

Newt joins us and soon enough it becomes a big group hug with every Glader hugging each other, including Gally. His arms wrapped around my small waist.

We pull away and Fry dishes out food "Tell us a story Billie" Chuck calls as they gobble down their food.

I shrug "I don't know any stories"

"Sing then, you have an amazing singing voice" Newt calls.

I look at him "I don't know how you know that Newt"

"I had a memory, you were singing. All of us were as a group and you sang to us" he explains smiling.

"Well then, excuse me if I sound like a dying bird okay" I say and everyone laughs.