Though Alby and Newt decided to spare me, I didn't think it was fair that I get any special treatment. Sure, some privacy would've been nice, but an entire building? That's a bit extreme. I decided to not tell Alby about what I wanted and let him tour me.
He told me that the place we live in is called The Glade. The mean boy with the blonde hair's name is Gally, and he's Keeper of the Builders. Newt is second-in-command, and Minho is Keeper of the Runners.
I asked what a Runner was, but all I got for a response was, "I'll tell ya later, Greenie." He also told me that the wooden building was called the Homestead, the forest area was called the Deadheads, and the tower was called the Watchtower.
By the end of the tour, I was exhausted and decided to have some alone time at the top of the Watchtower. I tried to control my mixed and bottled emotions by thinking of everything that's happened. I'm the only girl here. I will go into the Slammer for the rest of the night. There's only 3 rules I have to live by. Gally and a few others want me dead. What am I supposed to-
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard someone climbing the ladder to join me. I smiled when I saw the scruffy blonde hair and baby face.
"Hey, what're doin' up here?"
"Nothing much, just thinking about everything that's happened."
"Hey, uh, it's time to get in the Slammer for the night. We'll be delaying the bonfire for tomorrow so you won't have to miss it."
"Bonfire?"
"Every Greenie day, we all have a bonfire. It's pretty fun if I say so myself."
Newt really knew how to make me smile. Our eyes locked as we sat in a comfortable silence. Until, I heard the sound of stone against stone. I looked ahead and saw the walls leading to the Maze were.... Moving? How is that even possible? I thought. "C'mon love, let's get to the Slammer."
The reality hit me like a punch to the gut, and my face fell. I'm not gonna spend my first night in a living nightmare by myself! I refuse! Newt was heading to the ladder when I turned to him.
"I'm not going."
"What do ya mean, love? Not going?"
"I mean I'm not going. I won't spend a single night there, and you can't make me." Newt had a displeased look on his face, like the grim look he wore at the Gathering.
"Come on." {Gif above}
I clenched my fists so hard my knuckles turned white. I slowly shook my head with a grave face. Newt took slow but stern steps toward me. During the tour, I kept the piece of wood in my pocket, so I still had it. I reached my hand into my pocket to grab the wood. He took a step way too close to me, so I slashed him with the wood. He fell backward on the floor of the Watchtower as I climbed over the railing and jumped before he could catch me.
When I landed, I put a little more pressure on my right foot but I didn't even care at the moment. I darted for the only place I trusted; The Deadheads. The other Gladers gave me strange looks but I didn't spare them a glance.
I was suddenly stopped in my tracks when yet another pair of strong arms stopped me.
"This again? Where the shuck are you off to in such a hurry?"
I tried to fight Minho's grasp, but it wasn't getting me anywhere. So I kicked his leg and ran off.
I never, never, ever want to see them ever again. I don't belong here, so I'd like to keep it that way.
YOU ARE READING
The Silent, Lonely Girl ~ Thomas X Female!reader
Fanfiction{Book 1 out of 3} It was supposed to be a normal Greenie day in the Glade, but they got their first girl instead. She was violent, angry, and didn't fit in. Every Glader tried their best to forget she existed by letting her run away into the Deadh...
