Glader Girl~ Newt

Chapter 7

I teared up again Newt would love it here I fell to my knees. "Rose,'' Gally said running up hugging me. "I'm an idiot I should have known you were looking for him," he stated. I just looked at him I didn't know what to say I had nothing to say. He brought me to a small village with people. It was so peaceful I never thought I would see a place so calm again. I just sat next to Gally muting everyone out trying not to cry again. After we sat down another boy walked out to the village. Gally and some other people stood up to talk to him then it hit me that it was the boy with Newt. I wanted to be mad but I couldn't I knew he cared for Newt by the look on his face when it happened. By sundown, a guy made a speech about losing our loved ones and we made a toast. Everyone was cheering and clapping I smiled knowing Newt is looking down at me cheering too. That night everyone hung around the campfire happy. I wasn't happy though I wish I was. I felt empty I had no purpose no reason to live. I had to push through every time something like this happened Newt would be here. He's not though so I have to get through this for him. That night Gally wrote Newt's name on the memorial rock. That made me feel better, but I was tired and didn't stay up. I woke up to the sun shining on my face and birds chirping. The boy with Newt that night was carving a name into the memorial rock. "He would have loved it here," I said walking up to him. He shook his head in agreement. "I'm Thomas," he stated. "I'm Rose one of Newt's friends before everything," I replied. "I think Newt would always complain about the sand but secretly love the beach," he said. "For sure I remember when we were little he told me there were sharks in a lake we went to over the summer and I would not step foot into the lake," I laughed remembering the memory. Thomas told his story explaining everything that happen from the glade to breaking into WICKED. I told stories of me and Newt growing up together. Thomas introduced me to everyone it felt nice being able to trust people even if you haven't known them long. It was nice knowing Newt had friends like this he was safe. My glader was safe.