Slowly, the other Gladers headed towards the wooden building the Gathering was held into. There, in the middle of the dusty room were the Keeper's chairs. Each one of them was occupied, but two: Minho's and Gally's. Newt was in the circle either, standing on the right side of Alby's chair, his Second in Command.
Voices were heard everywhere and even if the atmosphere around us was cheerful due to Newt's return, some of them couldn't help but saying that something awful was about to happen.
I exchange a worried look with Newt and he nodded towards me to sit down and stay quiet. Thomas was on my left side, being impatient and mumbling something about Gally's Banishment.
"What are you talking about?" I whispered to him when he was finally sitting still for a moment. "We don't have any proof that Gally did it, and my word doesn't count."
"Not just your word, Shank", he said. "But Newt's too."
I was about to open my mouth to say something, but suddenly the doors went open and a massive silhouette was thrown in the middle of the room, blonde hair and dirty clothes.
"Sorry Alby", I heard Minho's voice from the threshold. "I had to drag this Slinthead here."
Alby nodded towards the Keeper and moved his gaze to Gally who was now trying to stand up. Voices filled the room again while Minho approached his seat.
"Okay everybody, slim it!", Alby yelled. "If you can't keep your mouth shut, you can leave!"
He waited for the crowd's response and he was pleased to see that everybody lowered their voices, whispering only.
"We haven't had this situation before and we need to take some good decisions for these two Shanks here", he said pointing firstly at Newt, then at Gally. "Good, who wants to start?"
Silence filled the room, as everybody held their breaths for the debate to begin. Newt was frowning towards Gally while the Builder was throwing angry looks at him every now and then; however neither of them said a word.
"Fine", Alby rolled his eyes. "Newt, you may begin. What do you accuse Gally of?"
Newt took a deep breath and scratched his knee before standing up in front of the others and spoke. "I accuse Gally for murder attempt towards me!"
Gasps were heard everywhere and I simply covered my mouth, trying to stay quiet. I knew what Gally did, he even confessed, but hearing it from Newt's mouth was more than unbearable.
"Tell us how everything happened", Alby noticed him to continue.
"It was the first day after I got released from the Slammer", Newt talked but he was cut off short by Gally's angry words. "Tell them why you were in the Slammer in the first place, Slinthead! You broke Alby's shuking rule!", he screamed.
But Newt wasn't taken aback by Gally's reaction. "It's true, I was thrown in the Slammer for breaking Alby's rule. I'm not going to deny that", he simply continued.
"What rule did you break, Newt?", Alby asked.
"I got involved in a relationship with Y/N."
I gulped as all the Gladers stared at me for a couple of seconds.
"What kind of relationship?", the Leader continued.
"A romantic one."
It was silent for a couple of moments for everyone to take in the confession, then Alby went further with the questions.
"You are the Second in Command in this Glade. Do I have to remind you what your duties are?"
"No", Newt clenched his teeth. "I have to follow your orders and make sure everyone does the same."
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Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines
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