Can i just take this time to talk about my problems. I had to google 'Sad Thomas Sangster Gif's' to find this pic, i will never do something so stupid. I found myself looking at Gif's of him in all the death scenes in the movies (#trying not to spoil) it was hard not to cry.
Anyway, photo is of Newt looking at Malaya
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Newts POV
I hadn't even so much as entered the deadheads when I saw Alby appear, Thomas trailing behind him, limping and holding his stomach. He looked almost green. His next action explained why.
I watched horrified as Thomas bent over and started emptying the contents of his stomach. Frypans food wasn't that bad was it? The boy shook violently and kept heaving behind one of the dying trees which looked just as sick as he did.
Alby on the other hand looked emotionless, if any emotion showed its head it would be anger. Thomas finally stopped throwing up before Alby turned and ordered him to do something which is where the sickly boy picked himself up and started jogging towards the homestead, good idea man.
I headed straight to Alby and followed beside him as he trailed towards the homestead too, probably to pack away the Bow and arrow in the store room. Why did he have it? It felt like my stomach was holding a rock, I had one theory why he had that bow, I just didn't want it to be true.
Ably didn't look at me as he continued to storm towards the homestead, his face holding no emotion. But he did speak, only what I heard was something I wish I didn't hear him speak.
"Ben's dead. I think"
I choked on my own breath, even though deep down I could feel that's what he was going to say, I just wish he hadn't said it. Ben was one of the first people here, Ably killed him? just like that? what had happened out there? the poor boy was suffering with a griever sting only hours ago, now look.
I looked at Alby shocked before I pushed the question, knowing I should regret it.
"What the shuck happened?"
"Ben attacked the greenbean, he was completely wacko... I did what I had to do."
I didn't know how to react, only nod... I guess he was right, we can't have him around. Even if Alby didn't kill him, he would have been banished to the maze anyway. Either way, Ben would not have survived the rule he broke and the crime he committed against the glade.
The three rules is what keeps order in the glade, If you break them bad enough you get banished. You get pushed out into the damn maze as those freaky doors close, you get left for the grievers.
If we let people get away with things like what ben did it could set a bad example. I just didn't want to think about it, it still stung. But I've reached a point where seeing people die and get banished was second nature, as sad as that was.
I saw some baggers run towards the woods, I could almost feel their pain now before they had even seen him. I just know they aren't going to take his death well. He was well known in the Glade because he was a runner, and one of Gally's minions. This will not go well.
I wondered how the newbie will be feeling, he looked pretty damn sick. I had an urge to go see him, but I had more important people on my hands right now. Malaya seems to be the only thing that has stopped me from over thinking Ben's death.
Like Malaya spends a lot of time near the deadheads, that could have been her that he attacked, I guess having someone I didn't want to get hurt made me understand that I didn't want people that were dangerous around the glade. She had made me more protective than I already was, great.
Alby went off to talk to the Med-jacks who were looking after the new girl while I went down the other hall and went into Malaya's room. I think I would rather see a griever's butt than what I walked in on.
Clint was patting water on the girl's head, but she was breathing rapidly, and her skin was coated in a very thick layer of sweat, so thick I could see it dripping off her skin. Clint had pushed the blankets away and pushed open a window, but even than the room was clammy from her body temperature.
"She's having a bad dream. Or a memory, this is so similar to a Griever sting. What was said before, the theory that her body was actually trying to remember and that's thrown her mind into a backwards spiral... it doesn't seem so crazy anymore."
I nodded as I sat down, what he was saying, it made sense. Seeing the plague on the wall must have triggered something, she's remembering because her body is forcing her too, but whatever WICKED did to her is making her mind stop her from remembering.
I perked up when she mumbled in her sleep, only to slump into a seat sadly as I remembered that Clint said she was talking in her sleep. I missed her. Bark must be off with Minho who I assumed would either be in the maze, the map room or catching up on sleep. I can understand why he didn't stay. I wouldn't want to. I didn't actually.
"No"
Laya mumbled again and Clint scribbled it down roughly with one hand, he was actually keeping track. We did tell him too, I cleared my throat as I pointed too it. I was interested in what was going through her head, what I would do to see and be able to sooth her, but I couldn't, all I could do was sit and watch.
"Clint can I look at that pad?"
I asked and Clint nodded, tossing the pad over quickly, I caught it easily before I set it on my lap. I don't know why I was nervous, I was scared to see what she was saying. To find out that she was in pain or something, I didn't want that.
I could feel my heartbeat in my throat as I flipped through the pages. I was shocked, she had been having complete conversations with herself, other times she said some of the scariest things I could think up.
'Stop it hurts!'
'no more please'
'I'm not the prodigy, I can't do it'
'Just kill me!'
My heart ached with pain with the last one, at that moment I wanted nothing more than to see her awake, I've never missed her smile so much. She was terrified, I couldn't do anything about it. I bit my lip before shutting the book and tossing it back. Maybe it was a bad idea reading it.
Clint sighed and placed it on the bench as I gently intertwined my finger with hers. She was cold, it felt like she had been laying in the freezer before being put here, even though she was sweating like crazy. I ran my free hand through my hair as I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees.
So much had happened, I don't know how much more I can handle before I break. Ben was... dead. Malaya was sick. There was another girl here and she was causing all sorts of upsets. I don't know what to do anymore.
I missed Malaya's comfort.
...
I had stayed in her room for a long time, to the point where I was missing dinner, I didn't want to be anywhere else. It was better if I stayed here, I can try to clear my head. Clint had left so I was on my own.
The room was quiet and I hadn't been disturbed for a long time, so when the door opened I wasn't bothered. I hadn't come to breakfast or lunch or dinner, so seeing someone come looking for me wasn't a surprise. I lifted my eyes slightly to see Alby walking in, a blank expression plaster onto his tired face.
He trailed in and sat in a seat next to me, he clearly wanted to talk. I just raised my eyebrows as I turned to look at him. I've never seen him look so down. I guess I know that Ben was really bothering him, he was the one who had to kill him.
"I need to talk with you about ben. He's alive"
I looked at him shocked as I cocked my head and raised my eyes. I was shocked, he didn't die, how? I opened my mouth to speak but Alby interrupted me, continuing on with what he was saying.
"He's gone crazy. He's attacked the Med-Jacks. I... I can't let him off with it. If he gets away with it, it sets a bad example for the glade. I've had a meeting with the council and they all agree. I don't want to have to do it, but... he needs to be banished. I figured you'd want to stay here instead of attending the meeting, not that your vote would have changed much, just thought you deserved to know"
I knew it was coming but I still managed to choke. I don't know what else to say, I just nodded my head and sighed. Knowing there was no way I could argue with what he was saying, Ben tried to kill Thomas as I heard. The three rules you are never allowed to break, he broke one of them. Ben has to be banished.
"I... I guess you're right. If we don't he becomes a danger and a bad example."
Ably nodded before standing up straight, he looked down at me with glassy eyes, knowing that once again we had to kill another one of our friends.
"the banishing will be prepared for tomorrow afternoon when the door's close. Look after yourself man"
He said before looking at Malaya with guilt present in his eyes. That was it before he left, I let out a sigh before I dropped my head onto the bed. It was hard not to start crying. Everything seemed to get worse, just when I thought there was no way it could. There was going to be a banishing tomorrow, for our best friend. I don't know if I can do it or not.
Now I know why I tried to kill myself. I had to squeeze Malaya's hand to keep myself from wincing at the memory. What has our lives come too?
WICKEDS POV
My hands were sweating as we tried desperately to stop what was happening inside her head, she was fighting us, her body was fighting our control. We had wiped her memory of what she knew about the maze. But seeing that plague on the maze wall triggered her memory, a strong receptor in her mind that made her body freak out. It was forcing her to remember, the only problem was that her body was making her relive the memory.
Her body has shut down, she was seeing something similar to a dream, but she could feel everything and see everything, but also, she remembered nothing from reality. She was reliving her days during the tests, but she was seeing them like they were happening right now, when in fact she was in a bed unable to move.
Reality wasn't apparent to her, in her head she was tied to a bed with the doctor's, when really, she was in a sick bed, Newt holding her hand.
The machines monitoring her were going off the hook as she remembered more and more, we had an idea that was starting to take place, but it was risky. We had to get her to wake up, then in 15 minutes we had to shut her memory down again, she would remember nothing of what she saw in her flashback states. She can't reveal her knowledge of the outside world
She was our prodigy, her job was to develop our tests within her, before she will leak the knowledge we want her too. She was doing that too early.
This state she is in needs to be enforced later, not now, the variables will be ruined if she reveals everything now. But the problem is, if we get her to wake up, she could reveal too much already. We just have to hope that no one believes her before we can shut her memory down.
We can only hope.