Trapped (Full Story)

Chapter 16

"Who are you?" Clint asks me once we're done washing our hands. I chuckle and reply: "That's the most asked question today isn't it?" Clint doesn't laugh and my smile falls. 

"I'm nobody. That's who I am." I sigh. 

Clint's eyes show a glint of sadness and empathy as he gives me a sideways hug. I pat his hand and give him a small smile. 

"How is he?" Alby asks worriedly as he walks in. 

"Fine. He's alive. Just a lot of broken leg." I inform him. "Right now he's sleeping, but by the looks of it he might be out for a day or two." I say, coming up to him. 

"How did you do that?" Nick asks, walking in. 

I shrug my shoulders and reply: "When I wasn't running the maze, I was a Healer. Or as you guys call them, I was a med-jack." Alby nods and then goes over to look at Newt. 

"Well. Now I'm conflicted." Nick states. "You did steal food, but you just saved one of our Gladers." Nick says thoughtfully. I nod my head and reply: "Look, I know that I need to be punished. But can you lay it off until maybe a day or two after he wakes up so that I can take care of him?" I ask. 

All the boys give me a weird look and I reply: "What? Can I not contribute?" I say. The boys all shrug and then Clint and Nick leave as the maze doors close. 

Minho runs in a few minutes later and Alby asks: "What happened?" Minho's face turns sad as he hangs his head. 

"Isn't it obvious Alby?" I ask, deciding to cover for Newt. Alby and Minho give me a weird look and I say: "He must have gone into the maze and ran into a griever, tripping on something. There was a bruise on his knee from the trip. It's also clear that the breaks happened from sharp rocks that pierced the skin." Alby looks back to Newt who was still peacefully sleeping before turning back to me. "Good that. Take care of him, alright? I'll get you some food." 

And with that, he leaves. 

I turn to Minho and he asks: "Why did you say that?"