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I'm starting to think I'm in prison. And my dreams or flashbacks have been getting worse because of it.

I really never knew what it was. But I do know that it's literally destroying me.

Cool. Fun.

The Med-hut's eerie silence drove me insane—four weeks in the Med-hut. Jeff advised me to stay until my injury healed but it still hurt.

And you know what's interesting?

Newt never visited me in the Med-hut the day after the meeting.

It didn't affect me.

Why would it?

I didn't care, really.

I get it.

Of course, my heart ached, but I ignored it, pretending it didn't matter. Because it doesn't!

I had it coming.

One, I killed his fellow Glader, Ben. Two, I fought with his best friend and told him shitty stuff—which he kinda needed to hear 'cuz no one has the guts to humble him. And three, I was a mean person overall and he just tolerated me because I was new, so he didn't leave me alone. I didn't blame him if that's what he really wanted but couldn't in the first place.

Pitied me probably.

I was kinda expecting it because maybe—no—most likely, he realized he didn't want to be associated with me anymore, so that's why he ended our friendship, or whatever it was.

Maybe what he said back at the tower wasn't true. Or, he wasn't serious. He doesn't want to be friends.

I didn't need anyone nor did I have time for some sappy friendship shit. It's all a distraction.

Or so I told myself.

Because one day, that guy just barged in, blabbering about what had been going on in the Glade, and boy was I fucking glad to see him again.

He visited me every single day in his free time after that. He never left me. After all I did, he still stayed with me.

Even if I killed Ben. Even after I argued with his best friend. Even if I was mean to everyone. Even if I was like this, going insane.

I'm grateful I opened up that night. I got myself a Newt, and I didn't mind that.

That sounds like I got the amphibian, but honestly, he looks like one. No offense.

We talked and laughed nonstop, sometimes gossiping—oh boy, he had a lot of gossip he never told anyone.

Newt was so observant, he knows things that aren't usually noticed around the Glade, which really makes him a good leader alongside Alby—who, by the way, still hasn't woken up.

I can never predict Newt's personality, ever.

Especially Thomas's.

He eventually joined Newt in his daily visits and told me all about his experience running the maze because he said it was like I was living vicariously through him.

So when Thomas asked if he could join in everyday, I couldn't say no.

I didn't mind his stories, "You know, you would've done an amazing job in mapping." He said one time, which I really appreciated.

However, a part of me also agreed only because I knew Newt missed him. There wasn't a day when he didn't mention Thomas's name, even though they literally spent longer with each other than they had with me.

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