The Only One (Newt || fanfiction)

Chapter 26

Minho informed us that there was the common area and the two dorms. That was it. And the place was completely locked up. From the inside.

After Thomas made everyone do a pointless search for Teresa, who was missing, all of the Gladers set up mattresses around the room, creating a makeshift gathering.

Once everyone was sitting down and settled, Aris started asking, "Who are you guys? Where'd you come from?... Where'd she come from?" The last part was directed toward me, quite literally because Aris had his finger pointing straight at me.

"First of all, she is with us. Second, we came from the maze too," Newt said, once again attracting me with his protective voice.

Thomas let out a slight laugh, "The maze. The grievers. WICKED. You name it."

When he said this, I remembered all of the questions I had, Did they have to kill a lot of grievers? What was the way out? How did they find it? When did Teresa come? Who died?

I also just realized how important the answers to each question were. I guess I was just so consumed in being rescued twice, the death of Chuck, and being reunited with Newt and the rest of the Gladers. It was a lot to take in in a very short amount of time. And I never found extra time to ask questions. I feared that I never would. It seemed like the most horrible, strange things just kept happening one after the other. And it seemed endless.

"Your lying," Aris said in a mere whisper. His face was now a shade paler.

"No we're not. Tommy's right. Sounds like we've come from similar places," Newt said, now much calmer.

"Alright," Newt started on the edge of his seat, "Let's get started on the bloody storytellin' so we can get to the real problem- finding something to eat."

I almost wish he hadn't even mentioned food, because as soon as he said it, I realized how hungry I was.

"Good that," Minho said, "Talk Aris. Tell us everything."

Everyone sat around, staring at him, anticipating what his backstory was going to be. But then he hit us all with a bomb, "No way. You guys go first." I honestly couldn't believe this kid.

"Yeah?" Minho responded sarcastically and I could only imagine what he was about to blurt out. "Why don't we all just take turns beating the living klunk out of your shuck face. Then we'll ask you to talk again."

"Minho," Newt once again said attractively stern from next to me, "There's no reason-"

But Minho cut him off and pointed a finger at Aris, "Please dude, for all we know this shank could be one of the creators. One of the people from WICKED, here to spy on us. He could've killed those people out there- He's the only one we don't know and I'm sick of him acting all snooty when we've got twenty guys to his one. He should talk first."

Minho had a point, but if we just scared the kid, there's no way he would open up.

And of course Newt knew exactly what to say, "He's got a point. Just tell us what you meant about coming from the the buggin' maze. That's where we escaped from, and we obviously haven't met you."

Then Aris gave in, and told us. He explained our maze exactly, only he was the only boy with a bunch of girls. All of the Gladers created a ruckus, everyone talking and asking questions at once.

After Newt questioned Aris a few more times, and confirmed that he too, came from the maze, Minho figured it out.

"It's the same shuck experiment," he said, his tone now a lot more calmed, "Or the same... whatever. But they had all girls and one boy, and we had all boys and well, two girls. But Eve got sent back."