Into The WICKED Maze | A Maze Runner Story (English Version)

9. Big feelings

When we separated again, I opened my eyes and looked into his brown. I couldn't tell what I was feeling at that moment, because my feelings and thoughts were clashing with each other. There were the memories that had triggered his closeness and the kiss. It was as if everything was back again and yet I knew nothing about myself, nothing about the life I must have led.
I only saw Newt and me. And suddenly I had the feeling that that was enough. The desire to know more and to grasp my past, which I had had until just now, was like vanishing. I remembered everything I had experienced with him, every kiss and every touch. I was dizzy and I had to hold on to him so as not to fall over.
"Everything's okay?" he asked quietly and I nodded with my eyes closed.
"I'm just a little dizzy. I feel like all these memories weren't supposed to come back that soon."
I felt him gently pull me along and take me away. Actually I should have been wondering where we were going, but my head was not capable of that. Far too much was buzzing around in it.
Only when he gently put me on a trunk did I open my eyes again. At first I was confused because I had no idea where we were, but then I realised that we must be in the small forest Stan had come from.
I looked around and recognised a lake a few metres away from us. The light from the moon, which had risen in the meantime, was reflected in the water and made me see well enough to be able to make out the individual trees.
Newt sat down beside me and said nothing. I looked over at him and I was dizzy again.
This is completely crazy.
"What can you remember?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.
"I guess everything..."
I felt my cheeks begin to glow, at the thought that he probably remembered everything, too. Although I knew that we had been so close, I was uncomfortable that he could remember certain things.
Stop it, it was quite normal what you did.
Yes, it was. But half an hour ago I hadn't had the faintest idea that I had even known him, and now I was sitting here next to him and knew about things we had done that had been so personal and intimate that the feeling of thinking about them made me dizzy again.
"This is crazy." He spoke out what I had just thought. "It's as if there was everything, down to the smallest detail, and yet I feel as if I had only just met you. It's totally inconsistent."
"It's as if the memories and the now don't really fit together. I don't think our heads are made for remembering."
"I guess you're right..." He looked at me and took my hand without another word.
"The funny thing is, I can't remember anything else but you. And Gally. But nothing around, what was before or after. I can only remember the pain when you were gone and nothing after that. It's like there's an invisible wall in my head that prevents me from looking any deeper."
We didn't talk for a while, but I knew he felt the same way.
"You know, if I'm honest, I don't really care who we were or why we're here right now. We're just here and we're together, right? I've missed you so much without even knowing it and even though it's a bit like we've only known each other for a short time, there are these memories and feelings inside me that surpass everything. Maybe we should hold on to them."
He drew me closer and put his arms around me, just to kiss me again. And he was right. I was sure that I won't be that uninterested forever, but right now I cared more than that, for I was here, I had him again and I knew nothing more at that moment than that I loved him.