Running From Your Problems (a Newt/ Maze Runner fanfic)

Chapter 22

*sorry I haven't updated in a couple of days!!!😁 I started another fanfic about Once Upon A Time, so you oncers might want to go check it out. I only have one chapter on it right now, but I started working on another chapter earlier today.

Basketball season has officially started for me and I probably won't be able to update as regularly until the end of the season, but if I don't even make the team (which would be really hard to do because we have 12 girls trying out of two teams) I wouldn't even have to worry about that.

Today is also my 13th birthday and I probably won't be able to start another chapter until tomorrow, so hang in there guys! I also should probably update one of my other fan fictions, they are both OUAT based. If you are a OUAT fan, you might like one, or possibly both, of them.

I'm sore and exhausted so I might make a few mistakes! Back to the story.

As my surroundings slowly came back into focus, I revisited the dream that I just had.

Who was the girl that was talking to me? Why did she say that I knew how it was going to work? Was something unusual going to happen? Maybe someone would come before her? What, or possibly more correctly who, was that voice that echoed rough the room that she and I were standing in?

All of these questions circled through my head as I sat up, only to be ambushed by a sharp perching feeling in my head from the headache that still plagued me.

I was alone in the med-jack's hut. No one was looking after me, I'm guessing they stopped after I woke up for the first time. It was nice to be finally alone, without the constant chatter of the boys droning on all day. The room was silent, as if I were the only one in the Glade.

Something dawned on me, what if I was the only one in the Glade? What if someone came and took all of the Gladers away and left me here? I've heard some stories about how it was when there were only a few people here. None of them ended good.

I swung my legs over to the edge of the bed and pushed myself onto my feet, gripping anything stable for support. I needed to know if there were others here.

I staggered up to the doorway and clasped the doorframe for support.

"Thank God," I breathed. All of the Gladers were doing their normal jobs and it seemed as loud as normal. The hut must've somehow been soundproof.

"Hey, Y/N! You're awake!" Chuck ran up to me with a big smile on his face. "you wouldn't believe what happened." he grabbed my hand and began dragging me, I followed stumbling over even the flattest surfaces.

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Chuck pulled me toward homestead with a huge grin on his round face.

"You won't believe it!" He kept saying.

I stumbled along, barely managing to keep myself upright.

He finally stopped pulling me once we reached the door of homestead.

"Why couldn't we have walked," I gasped, leaning against the siding. "I haven't even stood up in.... how long?"

"Since yesterday morning. You woke up a few minutes after you passed out, but you were asleep for almost a day and a half. A few of the med-jacks thought that you went into a coma," Chuck rattled on and on, barely stopping to breathe.

"Exactly," I gasped, still winded.

"Come on!" Chuck yelled and grabbed my hand. "We don't have long!"

He yanked open the door to homestead and pulled me into the main room.

All of the keepers were gathered in the same half circle that they were on my first day in the Glade. None of them made a noise.

"What are they doing?" I asked as quietly as possible.

My voice sounded like a cannon in the silent room. All of the Keepers turned to look in my direction. All of their faces overflowing with surprise.

"What?" I asked quickly, giving them the same look of astonishment.