Complicated

Chapter 40: Greenie

**Trigger warning. Mentions of self harm and miscarriage**

I looked down at the poor kid. He was huddled in the corner. My heart broke. He was just a kid. I mean we were all kids...but we were all older than 16. This kid. He looked like he was 11, maybe 12.

Biting my lip to keep from crying, and blinking a few times to keep the tears from falling, I knelt down in front of him. I had to slowly breath through my mouth, was the smell in this cage always this bad? I swallowed the bile that came up.

"Hey Bud." I said gently.

He lifted his tear streaked face. His big die eyes were red rimmed and swollen from crying. He had chubby baby cheeks and circle screw curls.

"You're going to be okay. I know it's scary. Everyone here was once where you were."

He sniffed and rubbed his eyes with his fists.

"Why...why can't I remember anything?" he whimpered.

"I don't know bud. But it happened to all of us. You will remember your name eventually. I know its scarry."

His lip quivered again, and big fat tears leaked out of the corner of his eyes.

"Charlie? What's going on?"

"Slim it Gally."

I stood up and turned towards the group of gawking boys, I took a few steps over to Alby, Newt and Gally. They crouched down, getting closer.

"He's just a kid. Like...a little kid, the shuck these creators play at?"

"No!" Newt gasped, shocked and heartbroken, his big soft eyes looking into the corner.

Alby groaned.

"Got a problem Alby?" I snapped, glaring at him.

"I just ain't got time for a child. What the shuck? This ain't no place for a kid."

I gave him a look, cleared my throat and raised an eyebrow. He looked at me sheepishly.

"He's absolutly terrified."

"We all were, you can't give him special treatment!" Gally furrowed his eyebrows.

"The shuck I will, but he's a shucken child, Gally! At least we were older! He's still a little kid." I snapped at Gally. Who sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I think he also...uh needs a shower." I added, quietly, looking over my shoulder at the kid.

"What?"

I rolled my eyes. Newt seemed to understand.

"What do you suggest, Love?"

I thought for a moment, how to save this kid some dignity. The Gladers are ruthless, and they wont ever let him live it down.

"Shoo these other idiots away, if there's a blanket or towel, I'll wrap him up and take him to my bathroom."

"So much for no special treatment." Gally muttered.

I gave him such a look of reproach, he had the decency to look slightly ashamed.

"Have some shucken compassion!" I scolded him. His eyes softened a little when I glared at him.

"I'm the mean grouchy stiff one in this relationship, remember? It's why you love me." He said, giving me a smirk; it made me want to punch him. And then kiss him. I growled and rolled my eyes, but the corner of my lip twitched into a smile.