Trapped (Full Story)

Chapter 18

I wake up with a terrible ache in my back. 

Great. 

I fell asleep on the chair. 

I stretch my back and then the rest of my body. I get up and Clint walks in with two plates of food. 

"Here, got there early." I smile and take the plates from him. "Thanks, Clint. I'll keep watching over Newt till he's healed." Clint nods his head and then leaves. 

I feed Newt his soup as best I can first before eating my own food. I suddenly feel an urgent need and rush to the outhouse. 

As I come back out, I see the showers and smell myself. Yup! I needed one! Desperately! I ran around and found Jeff. 

"Hey Jeff, you mind watching Newt for a few minutes while I take a shower." Jeff agreed and I went to grab a towel and find some clothes. 

"Here," Alby says, handing me a box of extra clothes. "Good luck finding some that fit." I thank him and look for some. 

I eventually settle on a tank top, some jean shorts, and my cargo jacket that reminded me of Katniss Everdeen's in the 74th annual hunger games. I grabbed the shirt and shorts and walked to the shower with my brush and a towel. I made sure the door was locked once I entered and then began a shower. 

The water was really cold, but it was still felt refreshing. 

Once I was done, I dried myself off and then got into my new clothes. I then brushed my wet hair as I walked back out to the medhut. 

"Thanks Jeff," I smile when I walk in. 

He nods and walks back out. 

I sit back on the chair and take Newt's hand. Newt had always been my favorite character. And not just of the series, but also out of every book I had ever read. I basically had a little fangirl crush on him. I chuckle at the memory. 

I look down at Newt's leg and that's when a brilliant idea hits me. 

What if I helped the Gladers? I could get them all home safely! 

I could save Alby! And Chuck! Winston! Newt! Even Teresa! 

A new light lights inside of me. 

I have a purpose.