The Arrival Of Rosa // (Maze Runner Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen

I was shocked by what Alby had just said. The Doors didn't close? Why wouldn't they close? Did Teresa really trigger something? Was all of this because of her?

So many questions ran through my mind as Alby ordered some Gladers to lock Teresa up. Thomas started yelling at Alby, saying it wasn't her fault, but I didn't bother to listen. We had more important things to worry about.

As everybody started to walk away, I headed back to the center of the Glade. The Keepers were putting all the Gladers to work, doing tasks to prepare for the night. The builders were putting up walls in front of all the doors. They weren't very strong looking, and they obviously wouldn't keep the Grievers out.

The plan was for everybody to sleep in the Homestead, no matter how cramped it was. Minho was gathering weapons, just in case. Frypan was gathering food, in case we were to get trapped.

I headed towards the Homestead, when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see it was Newt, and I started to back up. He just shook his head, and held out a flashlight. I took it, and nodded.

"Thanks." I said curtly, and walked away. He didn't try to stop me, which I was grateful for. But yet at the same time, I felt a pang of sadness that he didn't even try to stop me. I honestly had no idea what was going on with me.

As I walked away, I heard Newt starting to shout at people to get inside the Homestead, because night was coming soon. When I entered, I noticed majority of the Gladers were already inside. I sighed when I saw that a couple of guys were sitting on my cot, so I just went and sat besides a couple other of Gladers.

After a couple more minutes, everybody was inside. Newt locked the door, and headed into his room with Thomas, Minho, and Alby. I decided to sit outside the door, and see if I could hear anything they were saying. But of course, I couldn't hear a thing.

I scrambled back a bit when Alby swung open the door. He looked down at me, a scowl on his face. "You, get in here. Now." He growled.

I grabbed my crutch and got up, hobbling into the room. I sat down next to Thomas on the end of the bed.

"I should just throw you in the Slammer with the other girl! Every girl 'round here is nothin' but trouble!" Alby shouted, glaring at me. I was taken aback by his sudden outburst. What had I done wrong?

"Alby? What.."

"You work for the Creators! The freaking demons who put us here!" He roared. "Newt told me everything!"

My jaw dropped, as I looked over at Newt. "You told him?! What the hell, you shuckface!" I shouted at him. He just looked down at the ground, so I turned to Alby. "I have no idea why the shuck I worked for the Creators. But I know I got here by accident, trust me. I had a memory. Another boy pushed me into the Box, when he was supposed to be the one coming up. I wasn't part of this whole thing at all. My job was to escort the Gladers into the Box."

He glared at me. "See! You even admit it! Why should we trust you?!"

"Because I don't have my memory either. I hate the Creators just as much as you do. In fact, the Creators are threatening to kill me. They talk to me in my head. So if I was still working for them, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't turn against me." I said, trying to sound as confident as Teresa. Lucky shank was beautiful and had confidence.

"Okay, you know what?! You just-" Alby started, but Minho cut him off.

"Shut it, you shucks! If Rosa were going to kill us, she's already had plenty of opportunities to do it already, and she hasn't! So let's drop it!" He shouted, and nodded.

"Fine, whatever. Rosa, get out. I don't care what anybody has to say. Out." Alby said, pointing at the door. I stood up and left the room, once again taking my spot outside of the door.