Be Mine

Chapter 27

When I woke up it was morning and Newt was gone. I got up and stretched. For some reason I felt very out of shape. I needed to start running again. So with that thought in my mind, of course the first thing I did was go and get food.
I greeted Frypan but he didn't seem as cheery towards me as he usually was. I took my plate and decided to sit by myself. About two seconds later, someone joined me.
"Not sitting with your usual group?" A familiar British accent asked.
"Nope," was all I said.
"Why not?"
I sighed and looked Newt in the eye as I told him in a bored tone. "Hmm, I wonder why? Oh yeah, probably because one of them is dead, I've been very rude to the other one, the third one is probably still traumatized from the fact that I almost ran into the Maze and the fourth one is right in front of me, wondering why I'm not sitting at the usual table."
"Well you don't have to be so rude about it," Newt frowned.
"Look, Newt, i have my reasons as to why I'm acting the way I am. If you can't understand that, maybe we just shouldn't talk anymore," I said.
"What do you mean, 'we just shouldn't talk anymore'?" Newt looked surprised.
"Let's just not say words to each other anymore," I said. "Was that easier for you to understand?"
*Please excuse Newt's language*
"Why are you being such a b***h?"
"What did you just call me?" I glared at him.
His expression told me that he was just as shocked as I was at the words that came out of his mouth. He opened his mouth to say something but I didn't let him.
*please excuse Addison's language*
"It's fine," I said in a harsh tone. "I've only just lost my best friend, it's nothing really. I don't know why I've been such a b***h lately. I guess I'm just not good enough for the king of a**holes." I got up and left, leaving Newt staring at me with shock.
   I found Thomas and decided to talk to him.
   "Hey," I said.
   "Hi," he replied.
   "What's up?" I asked, trying to be friendly.
   "Why did Alby leave with Minho?"
   "What?" I asked, confused.
   "Alby left with Minho," Thomas repeated.
   "What do you mean 'left'?"
   "'Left' as in went past the walls and into the Maze."
   "What? They went into the Maze?"
   "Yes," Thomas said. "And Alby isn't even a Runner."
   "I know."
"So why did he go into the Maze?" Thomas asked.
I was starting to get annoyed. Why did this guy ask so many questions? "I don't know."
"Do you think it had something to do with the Griever Ben saw?"
I remembered that day all too well. "Thomas, I don't want to talk about this anymore."
Thomas gave me a look telling me that he understood. "Yeah, sure. Sorry."
I gave Thomas a smile. A real smile. "It's fine."
I talked to Thomas for most of the day. I saw Chuck and apologized for scaring him when I was about to follow Ben into the Maze. He seemed to forgive me. He gave me a hug and called me his big sis. I really needed that hug. I noticed Newt glancing my way often. Wherever I went he seemed to be there. The creepy stalker. Well I won't be forgiving him any time soon. I wondered how I could have ever loved him.

Evening came around and Alby and Minho still weren't back yet. I was starting to worry. Thomas kept asking me what would happen if they didn't make it back but I refused to tell him. So, he went to bother Newt about it. I looked over at them and couldn't help but feel guilty. Newt looked deep in thought and afraid. I didn't blame him. If they didn't come back soon, we would lose our leader and Newt will lose the person he looked up to the most and basically his best friend. At least then he would know how I feel, I thought. I didn't know why I was being so mean. I guess I was just very upset at Newt.
   The Gladers started gathering around the doors of the Maze so I decided I should too. After all, the walls were about to close and Minho and Alby still weren't back yet. We waited anxiously but they still didn't come. The walls started to slowly move closer together and I felt my heart beat faster. Where were they? What was taking them so long? What if they don't make it?
   "There they are!" I heard Thomas shout. I looked up to see Minho running with Alby on his back. Something wasn't right. Why was Minho holding Alby like he was giving him a piggy back ride?
   "Something's wrong," Newt stated the obvious with a worried tone of voice.
   "Come on, Minho! You can do it!" Chuck called out encouragements.
   The other Gladers began calling out encouragements too.
   "They're not gonna make it," Thomas whispered.
   The walls were very close to closing and Minho and Alby were still not even too close.
   Out of nowhere, Thomas ran forward, toward the closing doors. I tried to grab him and pull him back but he was too fast.
   "Freaking idiot!" I yelled as I followed him through the closing walls and out into the Maze.
   "Addison! No!" I heard Newt call out. Once I was in the Maze, I turned around and saw Newt's face. He was..crying? He was the last thing I saw before the walls closed completely leaving me in the Maze. At night. With a Greenie, a Runner, and an unconscious leader. And the last thought of Newt I had was of me questioning how I could possibly love him. But now I knew that I really did love him. And I really really missed him.
   Minho sat down next to Alby, trying to catch his breath. I looked down at him, hoping that he would say something at least slightly encouraging. But what I got was something I wish I never heard.
   "Congratulations, you just killed yourself."