Cure or curse?

PART ONE ~Chapter One~

Belle has been in the glade for six months now. She had worked in the gardens since she arrived, but recently she had the urge to do something more. She wanted to be able to do something more important then just grow some vegetables for Frypan's dinners. She wanted to make a change. Of course, when she arrived it had changed everything anyway. Belle is the girl of the glade, and she was the first person to remember more than their name when they arrived, she had also remembered her brother, but that was all. 

'Seriously, Newt, just listen to me!' Belle complained, she hadn't even been able to explain herself before her brother shut down her idea. 

'No. That is a bloody terrible idea.' He said. They were standing underneath the watch tower, it was late at night, the runners had just come back to the glade a few hours ago. Everyone else was now either asleep or by the fire pit. Tomorrow was Sunday, which meant it was the one day a week when everyone gets a day of rest and a break from their jobs. Tomorrow will also be a month since the last Greenie came up, so a new boy would arrive in the morning.

'Can't you at least let me explain myself?' She asked, losing hope that he would agree.

Minho began to walk to them, noticing the disagreement that was happening. 'What are you two arguing about now?' He sighed, almost not wanting to hear the answer.

'Wait until you bloody hear this!' Newt exclaimed. 'Tell him this stupid idea of yours, Belle.' 

'I want to be a runner.' She stated, keeping her face serious. 

Minho laughed, 'Yeah, right.' 

'I want to be a runner.' She repeated, more sternly this time. 

'You've got to be joking.' Minho said. 'You want to be a runner?' 

'No ,I want to be a medjack.' She said sarcastically. 'Yes, Minho. A runner. I've just bloody said it twice.' 

'Alright, no need for the attitude.' He said as he turned to Newt, who was visibly against the idea of it. 'Well, I mean...' 

'I said no. You have no idea what it's like out in that bloody maze, and you don't want to know.' Newt spoke. 

'That's exactly why I want to do it. I want to know what it is like. I want  to see the maze.' She explained, a small hope inside of her began to grow. 

'No you don't, and you won't ever see what's out there if I can help it.' Newt stated, causing Belle's hope to fade faster than it appeared. 'Listen, Belle. You're my sister, and I'm saying this because I don't want you to get hurt. I've been out there and it ain't pretty.' 

'I will be fine, please just let me have a trail run or something.' Belle pleaded.

Newt sighed, 'I'm going back to the fire pit, we'll talk about it tomorrow, alright?' 

'Alright.' Belle said, glad that her plan of bugging him about it until he agreed might start to work. Newt walked away, leaving Minho and Belle alone.

'I'll have a word with Alby about it in the morning.' He said. 'I think you could be a runner, eventually.' 

'Thank you.' She smiled. 

'You coming back to the fire pit?' He asked.

'No, I think I'm going to have an early night. Have fun though, and maybe don't let Newt have much more of Gally's drink.' She laughed. 

'Yeah, I will. Alright, I'll see you tomorrow.' He said as he walked away. 

Belle began to walk over to the sleeping area. She slept in a hammock next to the current Greenie, Chuck. She liked Chuck, when he came up he was frightened and wouldn't speak to anyone for days. Although for some reason he liked Belle, and they had become like siblings in just a few days.