Reunions are one of the most wonderful things in the world.
I had seen all of my friends when Harriet and Sonya came over to say hello. I embraced Harriet first and then Sonya, but when I went to hug the blonde girl, something weird happened. The moment I made contact with her, I was back in WICKED's complex. Seven years old and hiding in a ventilation shaft with Newt and Alby. We were looking into a room that held five girls.
"That's Lizzy," Newt pointed down to a young blonde girl. "She's my little sister."
"Have you gotten to talk to her at all?" Alby asked.
"No," Newt shook his head. "She probably has forgotten all about me. WICKED gave her a new name too, Sonya. I don't care what they call her, she'll always be Lizzy."
I'm sent spiraling back to the present as I pull away from Sonya.
"Sonya, do you remember having a brother?" I blurt out.
"Uh... what?" she asks, very confused.
"An older brother."
"Like who?"
"Like, uh... Newt."
Newt's head turns over in our direction at the mention of his name. "What's up?" he asks, approaching us.
"You guys are going to think I'm utterly insane," I say. "But I just got a memory back from our past and... you two are siblings."
"We... are?" Newt whispers, shocked.
"Really?!" Sonya squeals.
I nod, unsure what to really say.
"...Lizzy." Newt's voice is thoughtful before his eyes seem to reflect memory. "Lizzy?!"
The name triggers something in Sonya, or Lizzy, as well because she stops for a moment before mumbling, "...That's my name. That's my name!"
The two siblings launch themselves at each other, colliding in a tight embrace, laughing and crying.
"I... I remember you," Newt lets out with a sob, pulling away to look at his sister.
"I remember you too," Lizzy smiles, tears in her eyes.
***
We had a large bonfire that night in celebration of our successful escape from WICKED. Everyone gathered around and sat together, eating and talking. After dinner was finished, we all convened around the fire where Vince was giving a short speech.
"What's that?" I ask Thomas, pointing to the huge rock that stood tall in the sand.
"A surprise," he smiles. "You'll see."
"Well it's not much of a surprise if it's right in front of us," I comment. "Can I know now? I'm not gonna spoil it for anybody."
"Just be patient," Thomas rolls his eyes, wrapping his jacket around my shoulders and putting his arm around me.
"Yeah Han. Be patient," Minho teases, plopping down on the other side of me. A pretty girl walks by us just then and throws Minho a smile. "Hey Minho," she waves.
Minho blushes deeply and gives a little wave back.
"Who's that?!" I ask, grinning from ear to ear.
"Uh... I don't know."
"Oh bullshit," Newt scoffs next to him. "That's Linh."
"And do you like this Linh?" I smirk, poking Minho in the side. He blushes even deeper and I laugh.
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Gladiolus ~ The Maze Runner
FanfictionGladiolus: the floral symbol of strength, infatuation, moral integrity. Hanna was the first Glader. Working for three years to escape the Maze, everything changes because of one boy: Thomas. With no memory of their past lives, Hanna and Thomas recog...
