Out Of Order (TMR Fanfic)

Chapter 43- Go

I wake to the sound of faint chatter in the room next door. I roll over on the bed to see that I was alone. Newt had gotten up already. I slowly lift myself up, caressing my temples. It's early.

I get up and walk downstairs. I see Newt and Minho talking in whispers when I start to approach them.

"Mornin, Luv," Newt greets me.

"Hey," I say, taking a seat on the dirty couch in the center of the room. "What's the plan for today?"

"Thomas thinks we should lay low here for a little. Figure out all our options," Minho explains. I nod in agreement.

"Well, look who's awake," Jorge says, walking in. "Good morning, Eve."

"Morning." It's weird how these people remember me, but I have no acknowledgment of them whatsoever. It feels like everyone knows more about me than I do about myself.

"WCKD will be out searching for you all. You need to lay low, Eve. And as for the rest of your friends, they can stay for another night but after that, I'm afraid I can't help you. We don't usually let outsiders in. Food scarcity," he explains.

Shit.

"Okay, yea, thanks for the help, Jorge. It means a lot," Newt says.

"I'll go let Thomas know." Minho leaves the room, and so does Jorge.

"So, how'd you sleep?" I ask Newt.

"I slept well. You?"

It's still awkward between us. I don't think either of us really knows how to care for someone else or be affectionate and all that sappy shit in relationships. Wait, are we even in a relationship?

"Same," I respond. "Hey, Newt?"

"Yes, Darling?"

"Where are we gonna go?"

"I don't know. Hopefully we can find these mountain people. Maybe they can help us," he sounds uncertain.

"I'm scared, Newt."

"Me too." He embraces me and wraps his skinny arms around my body, comfortingly. He plants a gentle kiss on the top of my head and releases me. I miss the contact almost instantly.

"You ever think about them? About Chuck, and Gally, and Alby, and all the others?" I ask.

"Sometimes. I try to block it out."

"I'm sorry for your loss. I don't think I ever said that," I confess.

"You knew them too, ya know."

"Yea, but you were there for way longer than me. You knew them."

"Doesn't matter now." He looks down.

I hear the sound of helicopters off in the distance. Fuck.

"Jorge!" I hear Brenda call out. She rushes into the room next door. Newt and I rush into the room as well.

"It's WCKD. They found you. You need to leave now, Eve! Get your friends," he shouts nervously.

"Come on, I know a way out," Brenda tells me. "Jorge?" She looks back at him as he packs a few items quickly into a small bag.

"It's time," he tells her. "These kids are our ticket. The right arm can't turn us down!"

"Newt, go get the others!" I yell. He does as I say and rushes down to get them. Lots of commotion can be heard on the floors below.

"Give us back the kids, and everything will be peaceful," Janson says over the helicopter intercoms. Nobody moves. "Alright, by force then," Janson decides.

They start shooting at the building, and I hear people screaming as the gunshots ring out through the air, causing my ears to ring a bit.

The rest of the gladers make their way upstairs. "What now?" Minho asks, out of breath.

"Hope you lot aren't afraid of heights."