Hireath, Serendipity, Mellifluous, Ineffable & Me

Battle Scars Part 1

Sorry it took so long for me to finish this.
I just had a major fandom binge that consisted of finishing the Fever Code and Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. Spending four straight hours watching Zoo. Finishing the Netflix Original Series Longmire (words can't even describe how much I love this series) and watching Pitch Perfect 3 in cinemas.
All of which were worth it.

This story will hopefully have a lot of drama.
I'm going to introduce Rosanne and Lizbeth (I hope you guys like them).
I might change perspectives a bit, just to annunciate other characters and their relationships with the other Gladers.
I will warn you: there may be triggers in here. I have decided that I'll put up warnings before I describe anything emotionally scarring.

Ally's POV

I pull the thick, woolen blanket closer around my body, trying to keep my bare skin away from the chairs cold surface.
It's not cold outside, not even remotely, but I feel safer with the blanket wrapped around me.
I halfheartedly stare out the window, milling around the thoughts in my head.
I've been raped.
That's the most important one.
Four guys went out of their way to drag me into the woods, hold me down and rape me.
Sometimes I get flashbacks.
(The rest of her POV may contain triggers/emotionally scarring material)
Like being held down. Like cold hands leaving bruises on my olive coloured skin. Like the moment I lost my virginity. Like the quick, panicked breathe of someone whispering the words 'I'm so sorry' and 'don't give up'.
Even though it was two weeks ago I'm still a zombie like state. I stare at the ground, I can barely walk, I scarcely eat or drink anything, I can't sleep without getting nightmares, I don't respond to anything and I haven't smiled in at least two weeks.
Most days I can't remember doing anything but stare out the window.
I'm not usually a deep thinker but Gally won't let me leave the room. Sitting in here gives you time to think, a lot more time than I'd like.
A soft knock suddenly erupts me from my thoughts.
I don't pull my gaze from the window, thinking it's probably Athena coming to check up on me.
I'm not sure why, I threw a book at her head last night. She got a bad cut directly on her hairline, at least eight stitches and a broken nose.
And yet she forgave me. Why? I don't know.
Maybe because Athena's to kind for her own good. Or maybe because she thinks that scars make her look productive.
Either way, I'm grateful for her.
"Hello?" A young girls voice rings out across the room.
I turn my head to look at her.
A thirteen-year-old girl stands in the doorway. She has short frizzy brown hair done up in two high buns, dark skin, a small frame and brown eyes that reminded me of sunlight against wet tree bark.
"I'm Rosanne. Is this the girls room?" Her tone was soft but not afraid.
I didn't trust myself to speak aloud so I just nodded.
The little girl walked into the room and sat down on Teresa's (well Lizbeth's now) bed.
"Why aren't you working with the others?" Her voice was curious.
"Be...because I..." I stutter as I try to find the right words, "got hurt."
"How?" She cocked her head to the side.
"I... tripped over and... hurt my ankle." It's not entirely untrue.
"Oh." Rosanne's expression practically read 'well that's boring'. "Where am I sleeping?"
"Um... The one you're sitting on is Lizbeth's. The one across from you is Athena's, she normally sleeps with Newt but I wouldn't sleep there. This one is mine, and the last one is Elody's but if you asked she give it to you. Again, I wouldn't sleep there." I explain. It felt good to talk about something other than everyone's pity for me.
"I could always sleep outside?" Understandable. Who knows what Elody and Athena have done on those beds.
"You'd have to ask Teresa." I looked back out the window.
Rosanne goes silent for a moment.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" She asks inquires.
I almost choke. "Yeah, why?"
"Which one is he?" She moves to the window.
"Uh... The blonde one... Carrying the wood." I pointed at Gally. "Not to be confused with Newt." I point at Newt as he picks tomatoes, "He's Athena's boyfriend." I point at the kitchen. "The boy that works in there... He's Lizbeth's, she just won't admit."
"Do Teresa and Elody have boyfriends?" Rosanne seems genuinely interested.
"Yeah but they're not here right now." I smile.
"What's your boyfriends name?" She says as she absent mindedly stares at Gally.
"Gally?" I ask.
"And your name?"
"Ally?"
"Ally and Gally?" She gave me a look.
"Everyone calls me neon." I point out my neon purple highlights.
"Alright... Neon." Rosanne tests the name.
Suddenly she turns around and walks out the door.

Rosanne's POV

I'm not entirely sure why I'm doing this.
Maybe because the sight of Neon curled up in her bed hit me in right in the heart.
I can't remember much, heck: no one can, but I have a feeling that I need to protect her.
Scrambling down the stairs, I curse the Creators for sending me up in a dress.
It's a knee length, white baby doll dress decorated in yellow, blue and pink flowers. Beautiful, but extremely annoying.
I open the front door.
"Hey Green-bell!" The younger boy, Chuck, smiles from across the Glade. Teresa explained to me that the boys nicknamed the girls 'Green-bell's'.
"Hey!" I wave back as I head towards the builders.
It takes a few minutes to locate Gally as he was transporting wood across the Glade.
"Gally?!" I half shouted as I jogged up to him.
He stopped and turned around.

So I was to lazy to do the whole chapter in one.
But to be honest, I've been really busy lately and I had trouble getting back to this story.