Gally's POV
She is not eating. She pretends to, but she's just moving around the food on her plate, barely looking up. I can tell she had cried, but she seems calm now. Newt is sitting next to her, once in a while he says something to her, to soft for me to hear. She nods and shakes her head, but is not really saying much. Ben screaming those things at her really hurt her... I slap Chuck at the back of his head when he walks past "Stupid Shank." He brought her to the Pit. "You should've know better". He looks at Athena with a sad expression on his face. "I messed up bad this time, didn't I?" He walks away, head lower than before. "Don't be so harsh on the boy, no one could have known that Ben would..." I interrupt Dan. "He shouldn't have brought her there. What did he think would happen? Ben magically being cured and apologizing for trying to strangle her to death?" I feel myself getting angrier, good thing Dan kept his mouth shut. smart Runner. must be the first. I see Athena get up and give her plate to Thomas, who was famished, as always. Even after a Banishment. "Thanks Greenie... you didn't eat? are you alright?" but she keeps walking, hiding her face behind her hair, ignoring Thomas just as she ignores everyone else. she's going to the hut. I stand up and jog over to the kitchen, filling a cup with tea and grabbing an apple. Fry looks over at me, but get the idea and doesn't say anything. I can't feel Newt eyes burning a hole in the back of my head, but I walk in a steady pace towards Athena's and my hut. our hut. thinking that, my heart flutters a bit.
Athena's POV
The door opens and closes, someone sets some stuff down on the table and lights the candle. It was getting really dark outside. I recognize the shuffling, even though I lay down facing the wall. "Go away." my voice sounds terrible. He sits down at the end of the bed, near my head, leaning against the wall. "You know I'm not going to do that." good, because I didn't mean it. even with the sweater on, I started to feel chilly. It was silent for a while, maybe he thought I had fallen asleep. "Sorry I got blood on your shirt." I can here him breath in short, holding back a chuckle. "I'm sorry I yelled at you this morning. And every other time today." I feel a little better now. now that he's here. "Gally?" "yes?" I hesitate. "Could you maybe... lay down with me? for a while?" I wait for a response. "I will. Once you at least had some tea." I sit up and look at the table. He brought me tea and a red apple. "I'm really not hungry after..." he nods, knowing what I was going to say. "If you weren't at least a bit shaken by a Banishment, I would think you a psychopath." I look at him, trying to figure out if that was a joke or not. oh he's serious. "Thank you. for this. and for wrapping my finger." he must think I've gone insane. I pull up my legs as I take a sip from the tea. Gally stands up and takes a seat on the bed, his hand on my back, slowly rubbing circles. The warmth of the beverage spread from my throat to my chest and stomach. After I finish it and set the cup on the ground next to the bed, he hands me the apple. "I don't think I..." he shakes his head, "Just bite. It's okay. You need to eat." he's really worried. I do as I'm told, biting a small chunk out of the apple, juice running down my chin. oh waw it's so sweet. I didn't notice the small moan that left my lips as I chewed. But he did, looking at me with a weird look on his face. Making me feel guilty about enjoying the apple and turn my gaze to the floor. "Please don't look at me like that...." "like what?" I place the apple in the empty cup. "Like I'm some kind of wild animal." he wanted to say something when someone knocked on the door. "Gathering is about to start, are you guys coming?" A voice I didn't recognize. "We'll be right there Zeke." Gally already stood up next to the bed. His hand reached out to me, as a question. I grabbed it en got up, not letting go as I followed him through the dark Glade to the Homestead. I really like having him close to me.
Not everyone was there. Only the Keepers. And me. "Are you sure I should be here?" Gally nods reassuringly. "Alby asked your presence. Don't worry little Greenie, you didn't break any rules." but didn't I? really? Everything I had done the past 3 days flashed before my eyes. "If you say so..." Alby started talking about the usual stuff I guess. The harvest, efficiency, latest problems and what supplies they might need in the future. I zoned out. "... right? Athena?" I look up, everyone is looking at me, expecting my opinion on something. "Uhm sorry what?" Newt looks a tad annoyed. "Your idea for watering the plants." "Oh right. yeah... just popped up in my head, no idea where I got it from." Alby looks at Gally "She's got more ideas like that, I'm going to need the Builders to focus on realizing them." he shifts his gaze to me "If you don't mind working close with Gally of course. I noticed you and Gally share his hut quite... peacefully." he knows, he knows Gally doesn't sleep on the floor, he's going to order him to sleep outside...But he doesn't say anything about it anymore. "Newt, what's your proposal for the bathroom situation?" Newt glances in my direction. "Chuck isn't really the best option to stand guard at the door, not saying he would spy or leave, but..." he's just a twelve year old, against eighteen and twenty year old guys. "But we also can't go back to doors, we all remember what happened last time we tried that." I see Gally chuckle and Alby shooting a glare at him. I'm going to ask about that later. Winston starts talking "Maybe we can make a rule, that she get the bathroom for herself everyday right after breakfast?" Gally scoffs "Yes sure. So that everyone knows when she's going to shower? great idea Winston. Brilliant." Another Keeper speaks up "Maybe she needs a separate bathroom?" I like the way he's thinking. "A lock on the door and no unnecessary windows. I reckon the Builders can make it work?" Gally looks like he's thinking about it. I speak up, tired of them talking about me like I'm not there. "Or you hang a door on one stall, just one, with a lock on it. There are seven showers, and by the smell of some Gladers, they never use them all at once." and I'll still make sure Chuck stands guards, even though it's just to give me a warning. Newt and Alby exchange looks. "We could try and see how it goes... anything else?" I think a couple of seconds. "My own bar of soap. and a comb." so Chuck won't have to keep stealing Minho's. Alby nods again "Newt will see to that. Gally, can you make a door and a lock?" he nods, "alright, unless there's anything else, I guess this meeting is over. There's still an hour left before lights out." he says to no one in particular. Gally stands up and walks toward me. "Do you need a comb right now?" I look at him with a blank expression. "I don't know Gally, does it look like I need a comb right now?" he looks at my hair, wiping a loose strand out off my face. "I'll go get one, wait here."
We walk back to the hut in silence. Apparently, Minho has more than one comb in his possession. Gally walked back in the large room with a different one then the one I had used that morning. "This one looks like the right tool for the job." such a Builder thing to say about a hairbrush. He interrupts my thoughts as puts a hand on my shoulder, stopping me from walking any further. "what's wro...oh." in front of the hut, a group of Gladers seemed to be waiting for us. for me. "Stay behind me, I'll get them to leave." "what? why would you go over there? you don't even know what they want!" Gally didn't say anything, but the look on his face said it all. "you do know what they want..." he sighs. "I overheard some of the chuck-faces talking. They want you to join them at the fire and..." I look at him, feeling scared. "and what?" We're almost there. "They want you to sing. for them."
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TMR Gally - hate him love him
FanfictionYou could see it as an alternate universe without Teresa, a bit my own spin on the storyline... plus Gally imagine. Some smut, some violence, language... the good things. You all know don't own any of the persona's in this story right? #JohnDashn...