Hope for Us (NEWT) [COMPLETED]

Ch 4 - Mirrored Lives

For the next two weeks, Sara's life was a monotonous routine. 

The only joy she found was when she got to be around the other kids. That had been the highlight of every day for her. And when she wasn't spending time with them, she was in her room getting to know Rebecca a little more.

Janson would occasionally pay a brief visit to her. He observed the way in which Rebecca got along with the girl, so he was more than relieved about not having to bear with the responsibility anymore. His visits became less frequent as a result.

Rebecca possessed an incredible ability to keep the girl's mind off the loss of her family, which had everyone at the building quite impressed. She had learned to understand her almost as good as a mother would. She had taught her so much in such a short amount of time. It wasn't always the case, but the woman tried hard. And Sara knew this too.

It was no surprise Sara had quickly become attached to Rebecca, and likewise, Rebecca developed a dear appreciation for the girl. Sara even assumed the right to call her 'Becca,' which the woman heartily accepted.

Janson blindly relied on Rebecca to verify that Sara would go unnoticed among the children. As usual, Rebecca was on top of everything, assigning her a number as if she were a subject issued to be sent up to the Maze of Group B.

Her alias was Subject B17 'The Remedy.'

As Sara was busy weaving a bracelet to distract herself, she once again felt a burning gaze from someone across the room, diagonally behind her, to be exact. Undeniably, it was that same blond boy from before.

Sara couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her hand on the table and headed in his direction with dramatic, angry strides. She opened her mouth to call him out, the venomous words ready to spill out of her mouth...

Harriet and Sonya interrupted her imagined scenario as they sat down at the table with her, their presence making the cartoonish bubble of her imagination fade away.

"What are you doing?" asked Sonya as she took a glimpse at the crafty object in her hands.

"Just making a bracelet," Sara replied, her fingers continuing the task nonstop.

"For who?" asked Harriet.

"My mom... when I find her," said Sara, her voice saddening. 

There was a slight pause as Harriet and Sonya shared a gloomy look.

"You must miss her a lot," added Sonya. "We've all definitely been there. A lot of us don't know what happened to some of our loved ones, and for those that we do know... they're just gone." 

Harriet patted her friend in the back sympathetically. 

"She misses her dog," she said.

"Aw, you had a dog?" Sara asked, and Sonya nodded sadly.

"I don't know what happened to him before we were brought here," Sonya told her.

Sara felt that odd sensation once again and turned to look behind her shoulder at the boy to verify if he was still looking. When her curious eyes met his scowling face, she quickly turned back around. This was certainly surpassing some creepy-level boundaries.

"What is it?" Harriet peered over her shoulder to look behind her.

Sara pointed at him discreetly. "Do any of you know who that is?"

"Oh that's my brother Newt," Sonya spoke up. Sara's eyes widened.

"Your brother..." she repeated in disbelief, an eyebrow raised.