If There Is A Light

Chapter 22

Newt was quite aware that the large grin on his face was still there as they walked back to the hub of the Glade. He was not sure if he could wipe it from his mouth even if he had wanted to. Why would he though? He had just about everything he wanted, and the things he didn't were far from his mind. Ellia was close beside him. He knew that it might be a little obsessive, but her voice still played on a loop in his head.

The Glade by no means was the worst place to be. It was bad in a sense, but there was family and safety (for the most part). It could have been worse. They could be in the maze or with the bastards that put them there. Newt (along with everyone else) knew that they were missing something. It was quite obvious. Newt had just experienced a major event in his life (those were few in the Glade). His first crush. His first heartbreak. His first kiss. Anything he experienced before the Glade did not matter anymore. He could not remember person he was before the maze and he doubted he was the same. The person he was before was dead in a way. He was who he was because of this god forsaken place. He resented it about eighty-five percent of the time, and he always felt guilty the fifteen percent of the time that he did not. It was hard to hate the creators when the thought of the possibility that without their prison he might not know Ellia.

Regardless of the 'what if's', she was there now and he was there. Newt had kissed her and he planned on doing that as much as she would let him. Shuck the maze and shuck the creators. Newt was happy and there was no force on Earth that could possibly change that.

"H-hey guys." Newt's smile faded instantly. Scratch that. There was Gally. Newt was a pretty laid-back person, so he was not sure what overtook him. Perhaps it was petty jealousy or envy. Whatever the cause Newt acted extremely immaturely and relatively out of character.

"Oh my God!" Ellia's voice rang through the maze alerting everyone in the Glade of what she had just witnessed. Newt's fist had just collided with Gally's jaw. There were a few Gladers who were caught up with the fact that they had just heard Ellia speak, but most of them were wide-eyed and watching Gally turn red.

Alby's voice was firm and loud, "Homestead, now!"