Maze Runner ( A Newt Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

Newt's POV

(Y/N)? That name sounds so familiar.

"Well (Y/N)! Welcome to Glade. I'm Alby! I'm the one in charge, you know the one who makes sure law and order are maintained. Anyway, these two are Clint and Jeff, we like to call them med-jacks. They are the doctors of the Glade. They tend the hurt and yes! They are the ones who treated your wounds." he snickered.

"Thank You", she said with a warm smile.

"And this is Newt. He's second in command. The one who is in charge when I'm not around. Well! That's all in the room." Alby continued.

As he introduced me, she looked towards me and smiled. Her smile simply warmed my heart and made my day.

I don't know why but I continue to have this feeling as if I knew to know her but I pushed that thought away. My past is in the past, when I want to know or remember about it I'll dwell upon it.

A few days later...

(Y/N)'s POV

"Ok! Seems like your wound is pretty much healed and I am happy to say that you can walk and leave this 'smelly room'." Clint said.

We both chuckled at his sarcasm. For the past few days, I stayed in this room. The med-jacks won't let me leave this room, they would help me walk around the room but after three or four steps I would lose balance and fall down. I didn't get many visitors except the med-jacks, Alby and Newt would come to check on me and converse about my health and random stuff and then would leave. Newt would mostly visit especially during the night. We wouldn't talk much but would enjoy each other's company. Often the room would be silent but it would be a comfortable silence, nothing much. We would make small talk but mostly the room would remain silent.

My wound would hurt at times but the pain meds helped and now the pain is almost compared to nothing.

Today I get to leave this 'smelly room' and get a chance to look around the Glade.

Newt came to my room as he was the one who would give me the tour. After one final check up Clint finally let me go.

I got up and made my way towards Newt who was leaning against the door frame having his back facing me. As I got up I made my way towards him, I had to limp a bit but I slowly balanced myself and I could walk properly - Ok! Ok! Almost properly. I would wince in pain in between steps as a large amount of pressure was being created near my torso but I didn't react much cause I didn't want to worry Clint or else I will get stuck in this room again.

As Newt's back was facing me, I tapped on his shoulder causing him to freak out a bit. He turned around and looked at me straight in the eye and I
stared back into his beautiful brown orbs. We quickly break our gaze. He smiled and I smiled back, he motioned me to follow him and I did. Obvio!

I came out of the hut as a strong rush of wind hit me right on my face and was surrounded by the smell of mud and food. FOOD! I have been eating gross food and meds for the past few days. And let's say it was more of meds than sloppy food.
My stomach grumbled due to hunger and let's say it was loud. And by loud I mean really loud. Newt snickered beside me causing me to blush like crazy but I bit my tongue trying to hide it.

"Wow! Last time someone was that hungry he almost ate all of our food leaving Frypan really mad.", he said in his amazing accent.

"Is that a bad sign?" I said trying my best to control myself from bursting into laughter and embarrassment.

"Nah! Don't worry! Once you eat one spoon of Frypan's food you will stop yourself from eating any further."

"Trust me! I am so hungry that even if you give me tasteless food I will eat it. " I said as we made our way towards the place where heaven lies. Seriously, as we were coming close towards it I could hear angels sing.

"I don't know this 'Frypan' but his cooking can't be that bad. I mean it smells pretty tempting."

"Well, he is the only one who can cook semi-edible food in the Glade. He can make a few good dishes but others are just... "
He didn't continue further.

"The others are just... What?" I asked.

" Let's just say that a great man once said that if you have nothing good to say don't say anything," he said.
We both ended up in a laughing fit.

"What are you two shanks laughing about?" Asked a voice.
We turned around and saw Clint and Jeff walking towards us. They were probably making their way towards breakfast too, I guess.

"Nothing! Newt was just telling me about this 'Frypan's' cooking." I said trying my best to control my laughter.

"Good thing you warned her before her hope gets high and all!" Jeff said.

We finally made it near the hut where a table was set, behind it a dark-skinned boy was standing serving food, he probably was Frypan. The boys were standing in a line with plates in their hands. Wooden tables and benches were set up near the hut which I presume was the kitchen as it had vegetables and meat hanging with other kitchen utensils.

As we neared it all the eyes laid upon me making me slightly uncomfortable. As I was the only girl in a group filled with boys. It was a bit awkward but guess you gotta live with it. Most gliders were sitting on the benches and were eating.

We four got into line with three boys in front of us. One of the boys gave me a stink eye while I heard whistling around the corner.

It was really weird and uncomfortable. Guess Clint noticed it and put his hand on my shoulder giving me a reassuring nod as he was the one standing behind me. Newt who was ahead me also noticed as he yelled "Hey!" to a group of boys staring at me. They stopped and continue with their food.

"Thanks!" I said.
"Mention not!" He said giving me a warm smile.

What will I do without these guys. As long as I have them I have nothing to worry about.

Their caring gesture reminded me of our past. The way they use to look after me and stood beside me. Even though the past remains a mystery to them but their caring gesture towards me never changed.

The thought of my past made me wonder if Newt remembers his past or should I say our past...

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