Complicated

Chapter 52: I Hate You

**Spicy Kissy scene**

My vision blanked out for a few seconds. I came around, with Gally calling my name. He was looking at me like I was a ghost. 

"How...? How is that..possible?" He whispered in disbelief. 

"I told...you..I'd always...come back." I croaked, letting my head flop forwards onto his chest. 

Gally sank down to his knees when mine gave out, I couldn't stand up anymore. He held me tightly. I heard to heavy thuds, knowing Thomas and Minho just dropped to the ground; exhausted, sweaty, scratched and bruised, covered in my blood. 

"..Alby..?" Newt asked hesitantly.

"Yeah...He's alive." Thomas answered from the ground.

"WHAT?" Newt yelped. 

"Yeah...Newt, he needs Grief Serum-"

"-but you gotta get him down." Thomas cut in. 

Everyone froze in confusion. Looking at the three of us. 

"He's tied in the veins, up the wall, just around the corner." I answered, my head still laying on Gally's chest, I couldn't even open my eyes. 

"I'd get him down...but I need a second." Thomas said, struggling to get to his feet.

"No!" Newt said sharply, his red rimmed eyes never leaving Thomas. "We can get some of the other runners to get him..." 

"Good that!" Minho said, sticking his arm into the air and giving a thumbs up. A few of the runners slowly and hesitantly walked into the maze to find Alby. 

Newt hesitated, he turned to Gally, "take her to Clint and Jeff." 

Then turned to Thomas and Minho. "Go with them. Get some water food, shower and we ne-"

"-we need a gathering!" Gally barked. 

Newt sighed, and ran a hand through his hair, "Yes, Gally, if you had let me finish, I was going to say a gathering." 

Gally growled, but got up, pulling me with him. I cried out at the sudden movement.

"Hey! Carful! She just about bleed out, in there!" Thomas cried, scrambling to his feet.

Gally glared at him for a second, but then looked back down at me, I had sunk to me knees, holding my bloody side.

"What did you do?" He cried in shock, like it was the first time he noticed my entire one side was coated in blood.

I managed to smirk, "You should see the other guy." And then winced and let out a moan, as the pain shot through me.

I heard Minho and Thomas chuckle from the ground.  

"Shuck! Why do you always do this? Always scaring me half to death?" Gally muttered, running a hand through his messy waves. 

He sunk down to his knees, his eyes had softened; worry and care took over from anger, his hands gently held my face. I closed my eyes leaning into him, knowing I was safe. I was home. 

"Come on Pipsqueak, lets go get you cleaned up." He said gently. 

He slid his arms around me and picked me up, carrying me across the Glade. The runners were working on getting Alby down, Newt came back from around the maze corner and caught up to us. Gally had me in his arms, Minho and Thomas following right behind, and the rest of the Gladers followed, yelling out questions.