Never Gave Up (Alby Love Story)

Chapter 21 Ashton's P.O.V

Alby had left and more boys moved into the room. Newt had claimed the only bed in the room and I laid against the wall by the door. Thomas sat next me holding his flash light.

"Ok. Lights out." Newt called.

The lights went out and the room became dark. I laid down and used my arms as a pillow.

"Ashton." Thomas said and touched my arm.

"Yes."

He was quiet and I thought he might had fallen asleep. Then he shuffled and moved closer to me.

"Can I ask you something?" He whispered.

"Yeah."

"Have you gotten any of your memories back yet?"

I looked over at him. I could barely see him. The windows had been boarded shut.

"Yeah. I've got some back. Why have you got any back?"

"Yeah but I don't really understand them.Their confusing."

"You can tell me them and I'll try to help you."

"Shhh."

One of the boys said and I heard shuffling. A few minutes passed and a few of the boys began to snore. Thomas moved closer to me and begin to whisper.

"Most of my memories involve people in white coats and a women voice repeating 'Wicked is good,' over and over. In others I'm talking to my mom."

Mom. Thomas wasn't even old enough to remember his mom. Those dream must be lies.

"Have you noticed any that is strange about theses dreams?" I asked.

"The ones with my mom are blurry and the others aren't. That the only difference I see."

"How old are you in the ones with your mom?"

"I think around six."

Those dreams are lies. He was with me at six. I looked over at him and he was rubbing his eyes.

"Go to sleep. We'll talk in the morning."

"Night." He said.

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I woke to someone kicking me in the back. I lifted my head and opened my eyes. Thomas had his head on my arm and was asleep. I brushed the hair out of my eyes when I heard the noise and saw the light, I understood why I was kicked in the back.

There was a clank and the sound of wood splitting. Thomas head woken up and now we were both standing. Newt was standing next to me. The lights disappeared and silence followed.

Then there was a loud crack and the window on the far side of the room was taken and Gally fell into the room.

Gally.

I kind of forgot about him. Hadn't seen him in a few days. His clothes were dirty and there was a cut on his cheek that dripped blood onto the floor.

"They'll kill us all. They'll come every night till were all dead. They won't stop." He said and stood up.

There was a clank and a Griever pulled itself through the window. I was pushed against the wall and Thomas stood in front of me and was holding a knife. Newt had his knife drawn.

"Save them Thomas." Gally said the through himself at the Griever.

The Griever grabbed Gally and moved away from the window. Thomas stepped forward as another Griever came. I pushed him out of the way and the Griever grabbed my foot and pulled me towards the window.

"Ashton!" Thomas yelled.

I begin to kick the arm holding me. A knife begin to repeatedly stab the arm. It was Newt. The Griever let go and Newt helped my up.

The noises of the Grievers faded away and silence followed. Thomas picked himself of the floor and wrapped his arms around me.

"Thanks Newt." I said and he nodded at me.

"Alright let's get back to bed." He said and walked back over to the bed.

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"Ashton wake up. Wake up! Ashton." Thomas said shaking my shoulder.

"What. I'm up. I'm up."

I sat up and pushed the hair away from my face. Thomas held his hand out and helped me up.

"We need to go." He said and grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room.

"Why? We still have a little bit of time before we have to run." I said and yawned.

"Just come on."

We walked outside and I saw the smoke. The smoke was coming from the Map room. Alby is in the Map room.

Alby.

I took off running. I pushed through the crowed and saw Newt and Minho. As I got closer Minho stepped into the burning barn.

"Newt where's Alby?"

"Minho want to go get him."

I stepped towards the barn, wanting to go in and help. But Thomas grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Let me go."

"Nope."

"Thomas let me go right now!"

"No."

Minho came back and was dragging Alby behind him. I broke away from Thomas and helped him.

After we were away from the barn we sat Alby on the grass. I knelt down next to him.

His eyes were closed but he was still breathing. His head was bleeding and there was a burn mark on his arm.

"Alby. Alby wake up." I said and tapped his cheek.

His eyes opened and when he saw me he sat up. I pushed him back down and called for the Med- jacks.

"Ashton your ok." He said and grabbed my hand.

"Why wouldn't I be ok?"

"I left you alone and the Grievers came. I'm sorry."

The Med-jacks picked him up and walked towards the Homestead.

"Time to go." Minho said tapping my shoulder.