The Maze Runner (my version)

Chapter 11

The boys had put her in the med-jacks hut. All she could seem to do, was sleep or be unconscious. So, me and Thomas had decided to go on a walk, since we weren't gonna get answers from her when she wasn't awake. We we're now in the woods. It seemed to be our place, though we stayed away from the part where they put the remains. It was peaceful and quiet. Today was a thrill full day. Thomas took my hand. "Blair," We stopped and he turned me to face him. "You wanted to talk to me earlier, so you could talk to me now." I wasn't ready to talk to him now. I had wanted to talk to him about what happened with me and Gally, but now wasn't the time and place. So, instead I kissed him. He gasped in surprise and he pressed me lightly against a tree. His hands went in my hair, just like Gally had did, and I shouldn't be thinking about Gally.

I wanted more this time, though. So I placed my hand where his buttons were on his shirt. They didn't go all the way down just enough to show his upper chest. I unbuttoned each of them, slowly. And his upper part of his chest was bare. I ran my hand over it. Then he parted my lips. I gasped at the sensation and then I felt his hands crawl up my baggy shirt. He pulled away. "Is this okay?" It felt more than okay.

"It's okay, I got a tank top under neath." I said and reached under my shirt and pulled it over my head and threw it to the ground. I had a white tank top under neath of my dirty pink long sleeved shirt. I put my hand on my waist to look more seductive. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck, softly. I closed my eyes. This was different and fine and I enjoyed it. He then took of his shirt as well; he had a tank top underneath. His hand went on my waist. "Thomas, I- I don't want to go to far." He pulled away, his eyes alight. He nodded and smiled slightly. "It's not that I don't want to do it with you, just I don't want my first time... here." I wasn't sure if I had ever done it before. But I could just some how feel, I've never. He nodded. He didn't look disappointed. "Okay, I understand." He kissed me and then bent down to pick up our shirts. He handed me mine and we threw them on and walked out of the forest, hand in hand.

Me and Thomas went into the med-jacks hut with Newt and Minho. "Jeff, what's going on?" Newt asked. "What's the matter? Why won't she wake up?" Newt continued. Jeff looked tired. 

"Hey man, I got my job the same way you did." Jeff answered. And he sounded tired. Thomas stepped forward, and let go of my hand. He was staring at her. Newt noticed. "Do you recognise her?" He asked, suspiciously. 

"No," Thomas answered quietly. 

"Really? Because she seemed to recognise you." He glared at us both. Well, it wasn't exactly a glare, but it wasn't just a stare. "What about the note?" Thomas asked. Newt broke his stare and looked towards her. "We'll worry about the note, later." Newt answered.

"I think you should worry about it now." Thomas urged. I tensed. It wasn't good to get on Newt's nerves. I should know for one. And he seemed almost annoyed at the moment. 

"We've got enough to deal with at the moment." Newt stared intensely at Thomas, but I shook Thomas's arm and he looked towards me, breaking his and Newt's staring contest. I shook my head. He opened his mouth to reply, but, "He's right, Newt." Jeff said. "If the box isn't coming back up, how long do you think we could last?" Jeff sounded out of breath and desperate. 

"No one said that." Newt tried to smile, but no one seemed to be in the smiling mood. "Let's not jump to any conclusions. We'll just wait until she wakes up and see what she know's." We looked back at her. "Some body has gotta have some answers around here." Suddenly, I felt Thomas loosen up. "Okay." He said and unhooked my arm and walked out of the hut.

"Where are you going?" Newt asked.

"Back into the Maze." Jeff answered. A pained expression passed over Minho's face, and he ran after Thomas out of the hut. Me and Newt exchanged look's. If Thomas wanted to talk to me right now he would've. I gotta stop worrying about him. This poor girl was going to wake up here just like I did. I bent down beside her bed. She had tar-black hair and fair skin. I guess she was pretty. Then, I sat up. Was I pretty? What if i'm ugly?  I couldn't help, but notice she was thin. Was I thin? Or was I big? I looked down, close to tears. I don't know why, but it hurt me to think that. I felt a hand grab my arm, and I blinked rapidly, before looking into Newt's eyes. "Blair, can I talk to you?" He asked. I forced a smile and nodded. We walked out of the hut, and he pulled me to the homestead. No one was inside so we both went inside, alone. His back was to me. But, when he turned around, he was glaring at me. I flinched. "Do you know anything about her, Blair?" He asked. That was what he wanted to talk about? Out of all the scenarios, I was not expecting this one. I shook my head. He came closer. "Are you sure because she knew you. She said your name Blair when she looked at you." I just shook my head. "She knew who you were as soon as she saw you-"

"Am I fat, Newt?" I blurted. Oh, shit. He just stared at me, but the glare was gone. 

"What?" He asked, in his beautiful British accent. I looked down at the ground. 

"Am I fat?" I squeezed my eyes shut. I heard him come closer and sigh. 

"No, Blair, you are not fat." With my eyes closed, I took off my shirt and lifted my tank top halfway to show my tummy to him. I heard him gasp, quietly. I opened my eyes. He was only 2 steps away. But he closed that space, by taking two steps and put his hands on my tummy. I flinched but he ran his hands over my ribs. "Blair, you are most definitely not fat. I can slightly feel your ribs!" And then he placed his palm on my tummy. "And, I could place my hand flat on your tummy, so, no Blair, you are not fat, alright?" He took his hands off me. I looked into his eyes. They were light, at the moment. "You're perfect." He cupped my face. 

"Newt, something happened." I said. I knew if I told him, he wouldn't tell anyone. He took his hand off my face. Concern in his eyes. Maybe I shouldn't tell him the truth. "Gally kissed me." I told him. He froze and surprise flashed onto his face. "What?" He said, but it sounded like 'wot?' I sighed and rolled my eyes at the thought. "I know. But please don't tell Thomas. Just, Gally didn't know and we were in a dark room and-" 

"You were in a dark room?!" He interrupted. "You never go alone in a dark room with a boy, you're not with." He said, smiling slightly and looked at the ground. And we both burst out laughing. "I won't tell Thomas." He said. I smiled at him. 

"Thank you, Newt."