The next few weeks in the glade are rough. I sleep in my own hammock, not with Newt. We keep our distances, he ignores me. Every morning when I wake up, Alby already has Gladers taking posts at the doors to make sure I don't get through.
As the weeks go on, I start to miss Newt like crazy. Every day and night he's on my mind. He refused to be treated medically by me, left the dining hall whenever I entered, and shut himself off from me completely. I could see the anger and despair behind his eyes, but at this point I'm afraid those are my own delusions from being deprived of him.
No one noticed how upset I became. Or at least, no one addressed it. No one noticed when I disappeared for hours to cry in the deadheads. No one noticed when I didn't come to my hammock at night because I was out picking flowers to try and distract myself. No one noticed when I came back from the deadheads with mysterious cuts and marks on my arms.
But yesterday Minho told me to meet him two hours before the wake up this morning.
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The Girl
FanfictionA Maze Runner Fanfiction When a girl shows up without any warning, how will the Glade handle it? Will they figure out her role? Or will her role be interrupted by romance?
