Lost in a Maze

Chapter 27: Arguments

Gally rushed me to Emily and I's hut, I stormed in, shrugging his hands off my shoulder and sat down on my bed, covering my face.

"You just broke rule number 1 Erin, Alby's going to be so pissed." He said, shutting the door.

"She deserved it though Gally, you can't deny that." I replied.

"Of course she did, honestly I'm proud you did that. But Alby's not going to take this lightly." He folded his arms and leant against the wall.

"I hate the pit Gally, I can never sleep and when I do, I bloody have nightmares." I groaned, rubbing my face.

"Look, talk to Newt. He might be able to get Alby to understand but I don't know, you'd want a miracle." He said, turning towards the door. He hesitated, and looked at me. "Look of all else fails, use my fight ring to your advantage alright? You get what I mean?"

"Yeah." I nodded and tightened my hair, standing up to go find Newt.

"Your hand okay?" He asked sympathetically.

I turned it over, rubbing off some of the dried blood. "Yeah, it's alright. Thanks Gal."

He smiled and turned to reach for the door. As he did, it swung open almost hitting him. Newt charged in, he looked furious. "You hit Teresa?!"

Gally mouthed, "Good luck" and slipped out, Newt barely noticed him.

I looked away from him, sitting back down on the bed.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" He exclaimed, standing in front of me.

"She was shit talking Emily Newt! She fucking kissed Thomas!" I argued back making gestures with my arm.

"And you just thought you'd get involved?" He nodded sarcastically, his hands on his hips.

"Cut it out Newt, you're supposed to be on my side." I scowled, leaning back against the wall.

"I'm second in command here, I'm supposed to treat you the same as everyone else." He replied simply, sitting down beside me.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes, "How'd you find out?"

"Everyone's talking about it, Teresa's in the Medjacks hut, convinced she's bleeding." He explained, glancing briefly toward the door.

"Again, it was my shucking blood." I sighed, holding up my hand.

"Shuck Erin, how'd you manage that?!" He exclaimed, taking my hand gently to look at it more closely.

"I told you, I was angry." I pulled it away from him after he inspected it for a few seconds, curling my fingers over it.

He sighed and leant back against the wall beside me, rubbing his eyes. "Still, you shouldn't have done that. Everyone thinks you should get a punishment."

"For slapping Teresa?! She's bloody lucky I didn't punch her, and Gally throws people around his ring every weekend!" I frowned, sitting forwards to be able to look at him better.

"Agh that's different Erin! That's consensual!" He groaned, raising his voice again.

"You act as if she wouldn't have hit me back if I hadn't walked away."
"That's not the issue, she didn't hit you."

"Why am I suddenly the bad guy?!" I got up from the bed, away from him. "This is so fucking stupid Newt, after what she did to Thomas and Emily!"

"Yeah but you have this crazy obsession with her! You're convinced she knows more when she obviously doesn't, and it's driving everyone crazy!" He shouted, running a hand through his hair as he sat forwards.