Then She Came

Newt 7

I pulled at my hair as I sat with my back against the wall. It has to be somewhere close to three in the morning. But how would I know? If it is anywhere close, then we have about three more hours until the walls open. 

I don't know why I am trying to kid myself. Any glader wouldn't last the night. That is how it has always been. She won't return. But for some reason, I just can't except it. 

I peer into the darkness, trying to survey the Gladers around me. Most of them are asleep, some are plucking at grass and others are just staring up at the sky. Just watching the stars like they expect something to fall from them. 

Minho fell asleep next to me around an hour ago. Everyone around me except for maybe two others appear to be asleep. I am tired, but I can't bring myself to close my eyes. 

Not with Maya out there while I am stuck in here. I hate this. This feeling of helplessness. 

My mind wandered back to the blonde girl, Eleanor. She already confused me. Now I know not to trust her. But why would anyone want Maya to get hurt? Nothing about Eleanor makes any sense. 

My eyes got heavier with every blink and my mind felt like mush. 

I hugged my knees to my chest and rest my head on top of them. Just for a second. Then I will wake up and wait for Maya again. I closed my eyes. 

"The walls are opening!" Someone called and my head jerked up off of my knees. I scrambled into a standing position and turned around. The walls were slowly sliding open but my jaw dropped when I saw a very torn up girl with blood dripping down her cheek and her right arm bent at an odd angle.

Everyone stood still. Unsure of what to do. Maya stood in front of us with no Eleanor behind her. The girl in front of us looks as if she is about to fall over. 

My whole body filled with releaf at the sight of her. I never thought she would still be out there. Her eyes are filled with releaf and fear. She looked so, so tired. Her legs were shaking. 

She took a step forwards and started to say something until she went crashing to the ground. 

I surged forward and collected her in my arms. "Maya?" I ask, moving her hair out of her eyes. But she must have passed out. I hugged her to my chest and slowly stood up, careful not to wobble or lose my balance. 

Everyone followed me as I slowly walked towards the infirmary. While carrying a girl and a weak ankle, the trip was a lot longer than I intended it to be. 

A few minutes later, I was laying her on a cot and stepping back so Jeff could do his magic. I sat down on a wooden stool a few feet away, filled with exhaustion. 

Jeff had already started to clean the wound on Maya's face, blood soaking the bandages. Her boots looked like they are about to fall apart and when Jeff took them off, the feet beneath were red and covered in blisters. 

After Jeff had finished with Maya, he left the room, saying something about wanting to get some food. I looked upon the torn up girl in front of me. Hardly believing that she was able to make it through. 

Was I dreaming? Was this real? 

No one, ever, had made it out of the maze alive after a night. No one. But if anyone could do it, it would be Maya. 

It's always been Maya. 

Before she arrived, this Glade was probably on its last legs, we had been here for over a year. Everyone was losing hope. Then she came. And everything seemed to get better. 

A/N

So this was just a filler chapter. I am trying to decide how to move on from this, if I want to jump forward about a year, or if I want to continue off here. Tell me what you think. If I don't jump forward the action will be, well there really won't be any. Just a lot of filler stuff. If I jump forward, it would be to the time when Chuck comes up in the box. So just let me know what you think. 

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