Injured Feet & Rickety Hearts {Book 1 Completed}

//Chapter 33//

Malaya's POV

I got strange looks when I walked into the kitchen, it was scary knowing that everyone knew what I did when I was... not myself, and I wouldn't know anything. All I knew was that no one knew I was better, that I was "awake" as Newt put it.

It was strange, I don't remember anything, first I was in the maze, then I remember seeing the little metal label with W.I.C.K.E.D written on it. Then I remember being asleep, for a long time, I mean it seemed quicker than two days, but it seemed like I had the longest dream. It was... strangely pleasant. No bad dreams, when how Newt described my condition, I should have been having bad dreams.

I gulped as I looked over at a depressed looking table, Minho sat there, his head on the table, his hand latched around a moping yet impatient dog who had a rope around his neck for a collar. Chuck sat on the other side, a brave face covering the red marks in his eyes. Next to him, sat the newbie. Thomas I heard Newt say, I don't think I ever asked for the boy's name.

It seemed so long ago that I saw him, guess it had been awhile. Newts hand brushed mine and I sighed deeply, looking up at him. He was looking down at me with confusions, a slight worry in his eyes.

"Everything alright?"

He asked and I nodded, offering a worried smile. I didn't know why I was so worried, I guess now that I know I was gone so long I was starting to miss everyone. I brushed my fingers over Newts hand before I walked along.

I wanted to see Minho and the others, it seemed that they were all having trouble with Ben being gone. Even the boy looked spooked, but then again, he was the one who was attacked. I stopped at the table and Chuck gasped, fear and hope taking over his eyes.

Minho didn't shift so I put my finger to my lips to shush him before I tapped the table. I wanted to surprise Minho, I just wanted to see his reaction, it will be funny.

"Oi, Minho, why the sad face?"

I was surprised Barks whining and yanking to get closer to me hadn't disturbed him before. But at the sound of my voice, Minho's head shot up and his brown eyes filled with joy as he took me in. He wasn't seated for long as he threw himself at me. Making me stagger on my feet as the boy strangled me in a huge hug.

That huge hug turned bigger as I felt Newt hug me, shortly followed By Chuck. Bark was rubbing himself over everyone as we group hugged. Minho telling me how worried he was and what had happened, he asked me about how I was feeling and if I was ok.

To be honest it was hard to answer those questions. I felt the same as the day I first came up through the box, I feel disorientated and lost. Yet I knew everyone and everything around me. It was a strange feeling. I told Minho about everything and how I felt "Perfectly" normal.

I didn't want to make them worry anymore than they already were. It was strange hearing about everything that happened while I was out, it was like a whole year had passed in my little black out. A new girl has come up, Ben was banished, they found a dead griever. It was incredible.

I stared at the table as I sat down, the urge was strange. I wanted to see the griever, I've never seen one before. A dead one isn't exactly as scary as a live one is it, this is as close as I'll ever want to be to a griever.

But would anyone even let my out in the maze, I mean I felt perfectly normal but apparently to everyone else I was really sick a few hours ago. Sometimes I think they're just playing a joke on me. But then that strange blank space I couldn't ignore told me otherwise, it was like the opposite of De Ja Vu. It was so weird.