Sonder - Newt TMR

"Everyone, calm down." Newt told all the gladers. 

Their chatter fell quiet and most of them found a seat. 

Up front stood me, Newt, Thomas, and Minho. 

God, I just wanted to lay down. 

They were all arguing back and forth.

It was hard to keep track of what everyone was saying, as they all talked over each other. 

Gally decided to step up and take his turn to share what he had to say, which caused everyone to start arguing more... and louder. 

"Everyone, settle down." I said, but no one heard me. 

They all just argued louder and louder. 

By now, I had enough. 

I was tired of not being listened to, tired of being talked over. 

With my side hurting, I was already in a bad mood. 

"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

The room fell dead silent.

Everyone looked surprised, but almost terrified at the same time. 

"Why should we listen to you?" Someone shouted from the back. 

That just made me even more angry. 

"Because Alby made her second in command next to-" Newt started to say. 

I grabbed the knife strapped to my side. 

I pulled it out quickly and stabbed it into the table in front of me.

"You want to find out?" I asked through gritted teeth. 

"Nope." Newt quickly said, stepping in front of me and grabbing the knife out from the table. 

"Minho, you were out there all night with Thomas.  You speak on it." I looked over at him. 

Minho had his arms crossed over his chest, as he stepped forward. 

"Look, I don't know if he's brave or stupid, but whatever it is, we need more of it. I say we make him a Runner." Minho spoke proudly as he told his story of him and Thomas out in the maze, and about how Thomas stayed to help Alby while he ran for his own safety. 

Everyone started talking back and forth loudly again. 

Mostly everyone was surprised that Minho even said it.  

"Really? What do you think, Newt?" Gally spoke up and asked him. 

Newt gave a little nod, then a shrug. 

"What about you?" Gally then turned to me and asked. 

The angry look on his face made my heart feel like it was going to stop. 

I didn't say anything.

"Look if you guys want-" Gally was starting to yell. 

He was cut off by an alarm blaring from across the Glade. 

Everyone stopped and stood still.

"What is that?" Thomas asked. 

"That's the box." I gasped, and everyone went running out of the homestead and towards the box where our supplies and our monthly greenie came up.

I could barely do a jog, my side seemed to hurt worse and worse as time went on. 

Why the fuck was it coming back up?

It's weeks early.

I pushed to the front of the group of boys that stood around the metal crate. 

Newt opened it, jumping down in there with the new person. 

"It's a girl." Newt said, as he looked up at me. 

"WHAT?!" I yelled out, as I frantically jumped down in there with him. 

He wasn't lying. 

It was another girl. 

She had dark hair and she was much more pretty than I was. 

My eyes looked up at Newt and he looked up at me. 

Some of the boys in the crowd were calling their 'dibs' on her. 

Why did I have a wave of... jealousy flow over me?

"I think she's dead." Newt said. 

"She's not dead, she's still breathing," I harshly told him, "what's in her hand?"

Newt bent down and grabbed the small slip of paper from her hand. 

"She's the last one ever," Newt read the note out loud, "what the hell does that mean?"

That's when she opened her eyes. 

"Thomas." She called out, gasping for air.. right before she passed out cold again. 

Everyone turned and looked at Thomas. 

He turned his head around at all of us slowly, looking as confused as he was the day he came up her. 

"You, you, and you," I pointed to a few boys," Bring her to the med-jack building and keep an eye on her until she wakes back up. Everyone else, get back to work."

Everyone filed out and the boys were able to get her out of the box, and they headed to the med-jack building carrying her. 

Gally extended his hands down into the box, helping me out. 

Newt was able to pull himself up and out. 

"You alright? You can usually get yourself out of there.  You look like you're hurt." Gally asked me, as he put his hand on my shoulder. 

Yes, I'm in the worst pain I've ever been in. 

It hurts so bad I want to throw up. 

"I'm just tired." I looked over my shoulder back at the box. 

Newt stood over it, staring down at it, before looking over at me.

It's not going back down. 

Shit. 

"I think I'm gonna go shower, that might help me feel better." I told Gally, before I walked away. 

I walked over to the shower house, and no one else was in there. 

I went into my own stall, pulled the curtain shut, before undressing slowly. 

Once I finally got all my clothes off, I tossed my clothes to the floor outside the curtain, I turned the water on to warm up. 

I stood in the hot water for a moment, letting out a sigh of relief. 

The warm water seemed to help a little bit with the pain at least. 

I looked down at my side, it was all black and blue. 

That's when I heard someone enter the shower building. 

The door creaked open slowly, and I heard soft foot steps scrapping against the floor as they grew closer to me. 

"I'm in here!" I called out to them. 

"Yeah, I know." It was Newt who responded. 

I peaked my head out at him. 

"I brought you some fresh clothes." Newt blinked slowly at me for a moment, before a small smile crept across his lips.