Be Mine

Chapter 4

Once we got to Newt's room, Newt shut the door and stood in front of it, his arms folded. I awkwardly stood in the middle of the room, looking everywhere except at Newt.
"Sit down, please," Newt said.
I sat down on his bed. "Newt look, I'm really sor-"
"It's ok," Newt interrupted. "I understand you probably didn't realize the dangers outside the Glade and once you did, you were just scared. At least you didn't go into the Maze; at least you're safe."
I didn't know what to say.
"I honestly don't agree with Alby's decision," Newt continued. "It's not your fault, you were very brave, even though you didn't know the horrors of the Maze. Most Greenies just klunk their pants when they first come to the Glade."
I was shocked by what Newt had just said. Me? Brave? How was that even possible? I had never really considered myself brave. However, it did sound nice coming out of Newt's mouth...
"But," Newt's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Since Alby is the boss, looks like you have to spend the night in the Slammer."
"What's it like in the Slammer?" I asked.
"Well there's nothing in there except for a wooden chair, so I would assume that it would be pretty bloody boring, but I've never spent the day in there so I wouldn't know."
"Okay."
"Okay."
There was a pause. Awkward silence, oh how I hated it.
"Newt?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes, love?" He still called me love, even when I had made a huge mistake.
"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you earlier," I whispered, tears forming in my eyes.
"It's ok," Newt said. He opened his mouth as if he were going to say something else but then closed it right away.
Another awkward pause.
"Uh, let's go get lunch. I don't think you'll be able to eat dinner tonight and I don't want you to have to go to sleep hungry in the Slammer," Newt said.
"Okay," I replied.

Newt and I sat down and ate our lunch in silence. Gally passed by our table and stopped to look at me.
"Glad I was there to save your shuck butt, shuck-face?"
"Leave her alone, Gally," Newt said.
"Stay out of this," Gally glared at Newt.
"Not my fault you like to stick your nose into other people's bloody business."
"Can you two just shut up?" I asked, standing up. "Look Gally, I already know what I did was wrong, stop trying to make me feel worse than I already do! I thought you were nice," I muttered the last sentence under my breath, but when I saw the hurt look on Gally's face, I knew that he heard.
Gally left and I sat back down and stared at my plate that was still half full of food. Suddenly I didn't feel as hungry. "Can you just take me to the Slammer already?" I asked Newt.
He just nodded his head.
We walked in silence and when we reached our destination, I watched as Newt unlocked the door. I gladly stepped inside and Newt shut the door.
"I'm sorry," he said. "Anyway, good night, love."
"Good night, Newt," I said, although I wasn't sure why he apologized.
It wasn't exactly nighttime yet. It was more of late afternoon or early evening. I sat on the wooden chair and stared at the wall.

Three hours must've passed and I was bored out of my mind. I drew pictures in the dirt on the ground with my finger. I wrote my name and Newt's name. I drew hearts around Newt's name and then quickly erased it with my hand. That only kept me entertained for about twenty minutes. The rest of the time I sat and stared off into space.
I thought about what might be so dangerous that I couldn't go out into the Maze. What was so terrifying that only a few selected people could go out there? It's not like there were evil blood sucking monkeys out there that would jump out and attack anyone or anything. Right?
   Evil blood sucking monkeys...where did that thought even come from?
   It started to get dark and I saw boys head toward the Homestead. I decided to go to sleep too. As I drifted off to sleep, I thought of Newt. How he called me love. How he didn't want to punish me even though I was so unfair to him. How he told Gally to leave me alone. How he looked when he smiled. How he was just so perfect...
   I could hear voices. They were whispering. I opened my eyes and saw that I was in some kind of laboratory. A man and a woman in white coats stood in a corner. They noticed that I was watching them and they headed over to the table I was laying on.
   "Addison, you're awake," the woman said. "Just relax, we are about to remove your memories."
   I felt scared. I had seen them remove so many boys' memories. I didn't want to lose my memories. "So I won't be able to remember anything?"
   The man frowned at me. "I'm afraid not. You will remember your name and you might sometimes have flashbacks."
   "Why am I doing this again?"
   "We need to find a cure, Addi," the woman said. "Remember, WICKED is good."
   "WICKED is good," I repeated.
   Just then, the door opened and two teenagers ran in.
   "Addi!" A girl said. "Oh Addi, we're going to miss you!" She hugged me. I hugged her back, tears forming in my eyes because I knew that the next time I saw her I would not remember her.
   She let go and this time a boy stepped closer to me and hugged me. "Addi, I know you're not going to remember us and next month when we come, we won't remember you, but know that we love you as a sister."
   " I love you as a brother, Tom," I said, the tears rolling down my face. "Teresa, I love you as a sister. I'll miss you guys so much."
   "Love you as a sister too, Addi," Teresa said, also tearing up. "We'll see you next month. Oh, and say hi to Newt for us," she winked at me. With that, Teresa and Thomas gave me one last hug before leaving the room.
   The man and woman walked back in and shut the door.
   "Okay Addison," the man said. "Are you ready?"
   I swallowed hard and nodded.
   The woman gave me a smile. I lay down on the table while the man and woman got their supplies ready. "You won't feel a thing," the woman reassured me.
   I closed my eyes and whispered one last thing before I blacked out.
   "WICKED is good."