The Transfer | Gally TMR

Chapter Fourteen

I solemnly stepped out of the darkness of the hospital, and out into the moon-lit atmosphere of the fields. Walking slowly towards the raging bonfire, it had almost grown lighter since I'd seen it last, maybe it was one last signal from Alby, then again, it was probably just the added logs. Gallly was the first to spot me walking towards them, and ran to meet me half way. His eyes held no hope, rather concern and worry.

"Lily, are you alright? What took you so long?" He whispered quietly. Somehow, he must have already known the outcome of this situation. I stared up at him, shaking my head.

"He's dead, Gally. I...I killed him." I spoke, my voice no louder than the distant rustle of a lea in the wind as I blinked back tears. Gally's face filled with sorrow and mourning, as he wrapped his large arms around me, something I most definitely wasn't expecting. My eyes widened as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"I'm so sorry, Lily. You shouldn't have that burden, it should've been one of us. I'm so sorry." I couldn't stand his sympathy. Shaking my head, I pulled away from his embrace, wiping the tears away from my reddened face.

"Don't you get it, Gally? I'm a murderer! I'm a fraud! I-.....I'm a liar..." I whisper shouted, tears welling in my eyes as he shook his head, taking my hand in his as he lead me away from the bonfire and off towards the Deadheads. When we were far enough away that no one could hear us, he stopped, turning to face me. He almost looked hurt that I had said that about myself.

"Lily, listen to me...Alby...Alby wouldn't have lasted the night. He wanted to die he- he couldn't continue to live, Lily. He would've ended up hurting someone." Gally said softly. I shook my head.

"I'm...I'm not talking about that, Gally." I murmured softly. He leaned forward, brushing a strand of hair out of my face.

"Lily...I don't think you realize, that no matter who you were...before all of this...no matter who I was, or anyone else for that shucking matter...it won't change how I feel about you. Nothing can." Gally said softly. I felt my cheeks redden, and I wanted to hug him and scream at the same. He couldn't possibly feel the same way as I felt about him, could he? I didn't deserve him! I was just that girl that used to daydream about him back in the labs before he went into Maze A, and I into Maze B. I used to think he was staring at me because he thought I was beautiful, and not for the obvious reason that he was asking me to hand him a pencil.

"You can't say that, Gally." I whispered. He stepped closer to me, and I took a step back.

"Why not?" His hand intertwined itself with mine, and I couldn't help but blush. Because you're too good for me.

"Because pasts matter. And not all pasts are beautiful." I warned. He shook his head.

"Lily, I remember you from my past, like we...like we were friends. Friends trust each other. And I trust you, Lily. You're not a bad person, and I know that for a fact." I shook my head, staring down at the ground.

"What if I had lied to you...? What if I had lied to you about everything? Would you still trust me....?" I asked quietly. He was silent for a moment. Thought he was in shock, but when I looked up to meet his eyes, he was smiling, just admiring me. Wait...admiring me?

"Yeah." He stated simply. I couldn't help but feel swept up in the moment. I know I didn't deserve him, I knew that I was a horrible person, but I was also tired of feeling terrible about who I was. Just this once, for one instantaneous moment, I wanted to feel special, feel happy. After all, it may very well be the last time I get to do so. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down towards my face as he wrapped his arms around my waist, crashing his lips against mine. I know what everyone says about first kisses- they're filled with magic and wonder, that you instantly feel sparks. But that wasn't how I would describe it at all. For me, it was like lightning, striking against my lips. It was hot, and brilliant, and terrifying...all at the same time. I could feel his soft breathing against my skin, and his hands against the small of my back as we deepened the kiss. It was as if all other memories of hardship, of pain and loss...just faded away. I couldn't even remember my own name, the only thing I could think of was the curiosity lingering in my veins as I wondered how long I had been wanting to do this, and how long I would have to wait for another moment like this one, after it ended. As we finally pulled away, our breathing heavy and cheeks fully flushed, I slowly stared back up into his eyes. They were sparkling far greener than before. I smiled, and I couldn't help but notice him chuckle as he took my hand in his.