I own nothing, only the OC
I woke up with a gasp of air. Memories disappearing back into the fogginess of my mind. Quickly looking around I noticed I was in a metal Box of sorts. Lights were passing by at a rapid pace. I looked up and found that the Box was approaching what looked to be the roof of something. By then, panic was setting in. With my heart rate increasing, I covered my head with my hands and hoped whenever the Box hit the roof, it wouldn't hurt much. The Box slows down to a stop. I sat back onto my butt and look up. A beam of sun light temporarily blinded me. I covered my eyes with my arm and a loud thud rang through. I peeked out from underneath my arm and saw a pair of broken down shoes. I followed the shoes up to a pair of long legs and up a torso to a pale face. It was a boy. He had brown eyes and shaggy dirty blonde hair.
"Hey, Newt. What's down there?" someone asked from above us. I looked around and saw the faces of many boys, some older and some younger, surrounding the opening of the Box. Newt looked up at the many awaiting faces.
"It's a bloody girl." he said. Excited chatter broke out among the boys above. Newt crouched down to my level and held out his hand. I took it and he helped me stand up.
"I'm Newt. Welcome to the Glade." he said as he helped me out of the Box. I looked around at all of the faces of the boys slowly closing in on me. I started to panic. I had the fight or flight reaction. Flight won. I turned around and started running as fast as I could. To where, I really didn't have the slightest idea. I just kept putting one foot in front of the other.
The next thing I know, I hear foot steps behind me. I quickly stole a glance and found a guy with red hair and high set eyebrows catching up to me. I turned back around and tried to run faster. I was almost to an opening in the wall when two arms wrapped around my waist. I screamed and my steps faltered. I started to fall. I extended my arms in hopes of catching myself, but the guy who caught me rolled around to where I fell on him. I started screaming and flailing around. My elbow connected with the guy's temple. He cried out in pain but his grip never loosened. Newt and a few other boys finally caught up to us.
"Please get her! She's crazy!" the guy who had me yelled. Newt grabbed one of my arms. An Asian got the other. A brunette with a light dusting of moles on his face grabbed my legs. The arms loosened their grip and I was hoisted in the air. I struggled to get free but I had used so much energy I was too weak. I went limp and struggled to catch my breath. Newt looked down at me.
"Are you gonna calm down and be bloody rational for a minute?" he asked. I nodded my head and he dropped my arm. The brunette dropped my legs and the Asian dropped my other arm. I just lay there for a few minutes and caught my breath.
"What's your name?" the brunette asked. I looked at him and shook my head.
"I don't know. I don't know anything." I said. Newt crouched down beside me and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked at him.
"It's okay. We've all been there before, Greenie. It will come back soon enough." he said. I nodded my head and rubbed my eyes. The tears started falling.
"Why can't I remember anything?" I asked between sobs. Newt fully lowered himself down beside me and threw his arm over my shoulder in a sideways hug. The rest of the guys who caught me had already walked away, giving us some personal space.
"Everyone who has come up in that Box doesn't remember anything. Only their names, but that came later. All of us here in the Glade can't remember a bloody thing before our lives here. But we have built a small, tight knit community to replace what we are missing." he said. I sat there in silence for a minute and processed his words. There was a bell of some sort ringing off in the distance. Newt stood up and stretched.
"That's Frypan's dinner bell. We better get going before Gally eats all of the food." he said with a laugh. For the first time in a long time I smiled. He held out his hand and I took it and stood up. He held on for a moment longer than needed then dropped my hand. He blushed and apologized. I giggled and followed him to a shack with crudely made benches and tables in front of it. The guy who I elbowed earlier walked out of the shack with a plate of food. He sat down at a bench and started eating. I walked up to him and sat down beside him at the table.
"I'm sorry for earlier." I said. I looked at the place where I elbowed him and saw a knot had formed. I grimaced and looked down at the table. Newt had sat a plate of food in front of me. The guy who I had hit looked over at me. He smiled and laid his hand on my thigh.
"It's okay. You can thank me some other way." he said with a smirk on his face. His hand inched higher on my thigh. My hear rate increased. I cocked back my right arm and my fist connected with his jaw. He fell back and grabbed the place I hit. I stood up.
"That I'm not sorry for you pig." I said as I started walking away. Newt chased after me with both plates of food. I finally stopped a few yards away from everyone and sat down. Newt sat beside me and handed me my plate of food.
"I'm sorry about him." he said as he took a bite of macaroni and cheese.
"Yeah, well I am the only girl in a Glade full of guys." I said with a dark laugh. Newt looked at me.
"As long as I'm around, I won't let anyone bother you." he said. I looked at him and smiled.
"Thank you. Who was that anyway?" I asked as I took a bite of my hot dog. I groaned at the taste. Even though it was a just a plain hot dog, I was starving.
"The one you knocked out was Gally." he said. I nodded my head, then a name crossed my mind. Rylee.
"My name is Rylee." I said. Newt looked at me and smiled.
"Nice to meet you Rylee." he said. I smiled and went back to eating my dinner. Bite after bite I started to get fuller and fuller. After I was finished with my food, I set the plate aside and laid back in the grass. By then, night had fallen and the stars shown bright. I looked up at the beautiful twinkling lights in the sky and sighed. I had noticed out of the corner of my eye Newt do the same. After a minute or so of comfortable silence, Newt spoke up.
"Do you ever get the feeling that your missing something, but try as hard as you may, you can't figure out what it is?" he asked. I looked at him and then back up to the stars. I thought about his question.
"I think everyone is missing something, whether it be love, happiness, or friendship. And I think no one knows what it is they are missing until it happens upon them suddenly. They know in their heart that it's something what is supposed to make them whole. That's what I think." I said. I got the distinct feeling that someone was looking at me, so I turned my head towards Newt. He was staring at me. He smiled and looked back to the sky.
The next thing I know, my fingertips are being grabbed. I looked back to Newt who was still looking at the sky as if nothing had happened. I returned my gaze back to the stars and smiled to myself. My eye lids became heavy and sleep threatened to overtake my body. I closed my eyes and let sleep win, still holding on to Newt's fingers. My memory may be gone and I may be surrounded by a bunch of guys, but I was lost in a small amount of happiness. And I was okay with that.