My Muse

Setting Things Straight

After I explained everything to Newt, Chuck, Minho, and Thomas, they were all confused. But Minho suggested that they go tell Alby, so they started going out. I had so many people to talk to, Thomas, Newt, and Minho, I didn't know who to start with. "Wait! Thomas, can we talk?" He smiled and nodded, coming towards me as everyone left. But I saw Newt's sad face look back at us, his eyes full of broken hope. As soon as they were gone, me and Thomas sat on the edge of my bed, silence filled the air as I thought of what to say.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Thomas asked akwardly.

"Um... me--well, you--I mean. Actually, more like... us." I stuttered, he looked at me worried.

"What about us?"

"Well, when I had my memories, it showed... Newt. And me. We were..."

"Boyfriend and girlfriend?" He asked, looking at me with eyes that dreaded the answer I might give.

"Uh... yeah."

"And now you think that it was meant to be like that?"

"Yes. But--But don't worry! I'm sure you'll find a girl that hou love one day. It just... won't be me." He was staring at the ground, not saying a word. "Thomas?"

"Catlin."

"I hope we could still be friends, right?"

"Yeah. I hope we could be. Bye." He got up and started walking out.

"Bye." I softly called back. When he was fully gone, I sighed and closed my eyes, falling back on the bed.

"Hello, again." A voice came from across the room, I jumped up and saw Jeff, one of the Med-Jacks.

"Hi."

"So, can I get your name this time or are you going to run out again?"

"Catlin."

"Okay, that's a start. Now, tell me. How did you know how to wrap your leg with leaves and use sticks to support it?" He asked, coming over to me with a cream-thing.

"I don't know. Just... instincts? Like how I fought... Ben. I never knew I could fight like that." I said in disbelief.

"This might sting a bit." He applied some if the cream to the sewn up wound and around it. "You know, with instincts like that you should consider becoming a Med-Jack. Or a runner, since you probably outran Ben long enough to put the leaves and sticks on you and how you fought him."

"Yeah... I might consider it." I smile at him. He finishes up and tells me that I could try and walk around.

"But I just woke up." I state, he smiles at me.

"Yeah, but you've been sitting in that bed for four days, I think your leg's had enough time to heal and rest."

"Oh... Okay. Thanks."

"You're welcome." I walked out of the building and started walking towards the Homestead. I'm going to get things straight. Things back to normal. I walked around, looking for the person I've been so eager to talk to.

"Um... excuse me?" I stopped a familiar boy, Gally.

"What do you want, Greenie?" He spat.

"I was just wondering where Newt is." His frown turned into a smirk.

"He's at a meeting with the Keepers. Now, if you excuse me. I was just going there." He shoved past me and I frowned.

"Well, you don't have to be so rude about it!" I softly said, walking out of the Homestead. Looking up at the sky, I saw it was dark, then it must be dinner time. I thought, walking towards the place where everyone ate and opened the door. First, I went over to the place where Newt went to get my food and saw a boy there, close to my age. "Hi... Frypan, right?" I asked, recalling Newt say something on how his food was delicious.

"Yup, that's me. Catlin, right?"

"Yeah."

"Here ya go." He handed me a tray of food and smiled. I smiled back and thanked him, going over to where Minho, Chuck, and Thomas sat.

"Hey." I greeted with a wave, setting my tray down and sitting.

"Hey." Thomas said back, smiling.

"Hey, sis!" Chuck excitingly greeted, waving energetically.

"Hi." Minho said, looking down at his food. Well, here's the thing. I only told them about the tubes drowning them, and how Chuck and I were talking, and how there was a girl named Theresa. And of course about W.I.C.K.E.D, but I never told them about me and Newt kissing, me and Minho were best friends, or that Thomas was wearing the labcoat. I felt that I couldn't. At least, not now. Some other time. I kept eating.

When I finished, I stood up and threw my tray away. When I walked past Minho, I whispered a sentence that immediantly caught his attention and made him shocked and happy. His ears perked up and as I walked away he looked at me with his mouth open.

"Cheer up, best friend."