A/N: Glad you all liked my first chapter ;) I honestly didn't expect that many to read it so it means a lot, thank you. Here's the next chapter.

Chapter 2: Scars and Experiments

I'm so furious I could hit something right now, and the only thing in my line of sight is Newt. I'll probably regret this later because he's being so nice, but I just can't help myself. I stalk towards him only to stop mid-step when I hear creaking coming from down the ladder.

"Newt, what are you doing man you might give the poor girl whiplash from the array of emotions you arouse in her." When I see the boy come up he's wiggling his eyebrow, is he really implying that!

"Seriously! I'm the only girl and you make THAT kind of comment!" I shout at him as I try not to blush. At least he brought food.

"Don't get mad at him Kitty, Minho's just a shuckface who doesn't know when to slim it."

He scoffs "You're one to talk."

"Stop calling me Kitty!"

"Then what should we call you, love?"

I can't help the glare that comes to my eyes when I hear him call me love again, but I can't really tell him not to call me that, I just told him to not call me Kitty, and I can't even remember my own name. I start to whimper while saying "I don't know."

"Maybe she prefers being called greenie?"

I instantly make a face, no way was I being called greenie that was way worse than Kitty.

Minho smirks at my reaction while giving Newt and I sandwiches saying "Too bad greenie, you don't really get to pick your nickname here. We call you whatever we like until you remember your name, most of the time greenie sticks until another shank comes out of the box"

"Where is here exactly?"

"No questions till after the tour, Alby's orders," Minho says dead serious.

I start to groan "Seriously?! I know nothing and you're not going to answer one question? Newt you promised you would tell me everything once I gave you the knife." I plead with him giving him puppy dog eyes.

"Wait, you had a knife?"

"That was before you attacked me with so many bloody questions."

"Fine, but you can tell this Alby, to forget about a damn tour, I'm not coming down." I sit down and start eating trying to ignore them. Staying up in this tower thing isn't about getting away from them anymore, somehow Newt calmed me down. I don't feel as threatened as I do aggravated. Give me my answers, then I'll play nice.

"Speaking of Alby, when I was getting your food I heard there was no one at the homestead to tend to him. Did you really flip Clint onto Jeff?! That must've been hilarious, sometimes I wish I had a camera!"

I had to smirk when he said that, maybe Minho's OK, "Won't be as hilarious when I flip you. Now slim it!" If I'm going to stay here might as well get used to the slang.

When I hear Newt chuckle I had to make sure, "Wait did I say that right?"

"You said it just fine love"

I have a satisfied smile on my face when suddenly I wipe it off as if it was never there. The thought of Clint and Jeff brought me to the conversation they were having while I was pretending to sleep.

"Newt are they really going to put me in the slammer?" I ask in the smallest voice I can muster, maybe if they feel bad I won't have to step one foot in that place.

"Where'd you here that, love?"

"Who told you Kat?" They say at the same time.

Newt honestly looks clueless, so I look to Minho for answers he seems to know what this is about.

"I heard Clint and Jeff talking about it before I flipped them."

"Shucking shanks, no one was supposed to know, especially you. You see, the day you arrived the keepers had a gathering"

"What's a keeper?"

"Shush you, no questions." I can't help but roll my eyes at that. Really. "As I was saying, we had a gathering about you. Since you're the only girl a lot of the keepers see you as a threat. Don't worry I'll tell Alby you're kinda cute, I'm sure he'll let us keep you," he said with a little smirk.

"WAIT, what, because I'm a girl I get treated like an alien? No girls allowed in this little clubhouse of yours?! Reality check I didn't ask to be here! And just when I'm starting to like you guys, how many times do I have to tell you I'm not a pet! "

"You like us? Who do you like better? It's gotta be me right, I mean who doesn't love the shucking awesome Minho? Right?!"

Just as I'm about to scream at him again, 'cause seriously I can't tell if that was supposed to be a joke or if he's a conceded ass, I hear this ear splitting screech, like metal grinding against metal. I hold my hands to my ears trying to muffle the noise, and give Newt a confused look. "What the hell is that?!"

Newt smirks at me making me want to do a happy dance, this might be the only real answer I get tonight. He doesn't say anything, he just points toward the walls and that's when I see it. There's an opening in the middle of each wall surrounding this field as tall as the walls themselves slowly closing on their own. How can something that big and heavy move on its own?! What the hell is going on? Where AM I?!

"EXPLAIN!"

The two boys look at each other contemplating what to tell me when finally Minho says "Fine but we're only telling you the basics, save the rest of you questions for Alby. What you're standing in now is our home, we call it the glade. You don't remember anything 'cause that's how the creators wanted it. The walls over there open in the morning and close at night, same time every day like clockwork. We don't have many rules here, but the most important is to never leave those walls. The less you know the better."

"Well, when you put it like that now I have to go beyond those walls"

"But we just told you bloody not to! You could get killed!"

In an overdramatic whisper Minho just has to say, "Dude, I think your girlfriend's insane,"

I chuckle and roll my eyes as I say, "Now I have to know what's out there. Let's just say it's part of my rebellious streak. I'm a curious person, you can't tell me not do something, it'll just make me want to do it more."

"Greenies are so stubborn, just do what you're told. We don't want to lose you Kat."

"You know its unhealthy getting attached to me so fast, I mean I've only known you for what, an hour or two?"

"Not the point. You're not dying out there."

"When is this tour with Alby, he's going to give me answers right?"

"Tomorrow love, and he's not going to be showing you what's out there, I am."

"Cool, so we can go see it now." I'm about to run out of the tower and wait for Newt to lead the way when he grabs my wrist keeping me from going any further.

"Not tonight, I'm showing it to you tomorrow morning, tonight you need to rest, you have a busy day ahead of you," he gives me a small smile, probably to keep me from getting mad at the fact he said no, but I honestly pay him no mind.

Instead I immediately stiffen when he says rest. If I come down from this tower I'll either be sleeping in the slammer or with a whole bunch of guys. It's like making a choice between what's bad and what's worse, except I don't get to choose to sleep in the slammer.

"I'm not coming down, I'm not sleeping in the slammer and I'm not sleeping with a bunch of hormonal teenage boys down there, you can't make me."

"Fine you can stay up here, but I'm going to sleep."

"Me too, goodnight love."

"Hey wait …I, I'm lonely please don't leave," hate to admit it but it's true, so I add with a grimace "I'm scared."

"Well crap, now I can't leave you when you're acting so cute now can I Kitty?" As soon as those words leave his lips I can't help but make a disgusted scowl.

"Ugh, I told you I'm not a helpless cat, I'm just…in a scary new place and I don't want to be alone, damn I do sound helpless." I bite my lip hoping I didn't sound pathetic.

"We'll sleep up here with you, love, but only for tonight. You have to get used to the other gladers, you can't keep hiding from everyone."

I give them an appreciative smile and say a quick thanks. I know they're being way too nice, if I was a guy the outcome of the whole conversation would be different, then again if I were a guy I wouldn't have a problem sleeping down there and they wouldn't be thinking about putting me in the slammer.

After getting settled, and having sleep be elusive to me for a few minutes I start to doze off letting my unconsciousness consume me, maybe it will be happier in my dreams than in reality.

I'm sitting in the middle of a white room with a plain white table in front of me and nothing to do, and again I have no idea what's going on. I'm getting really tired of feeling confused. As I sit here I can't help but think something's wrong. Something about this room just doesn't feel right. Suddenly a door to my left creaks open, I turn around and see a balding man, who looks like he's in his forties, wearing a long white lab coat. I'm about to ask him where I am when he says

"Come with me Annabella, one more test then you'll be on your way."

Something doesn't seem right about this guy, I don't trust him. No way am going anywhere with him. I sit as stiff as a rod in my chair grasping the table with a deathly grip as I wrap my legs around the legs of the chair. If I'm going anywhere he'll have to take me kicking and screaming.

"If you don't come willingly I'll send in your friends that you have become very familiar with this past week."

That just made my grip tighten, but as soon as I see these two big bulky six feet monsters, let's be real they look more like monsters than men, I know I have no chance, so I let them drag me out of the room to god knows where. As we get closer and closer to our destination a sharp pain in the back of my head grows more and more prominent. I start to grimace, then the panting starts. Through all this discomfort the old guy in the lab coat just keeps writing things down. Why is he so interested in my pain, it's not like he cares.

As we continue down through different corridors I start to grit my teeth, I will not scream, I refuse to scream, but the pain is starting to become so much its unbearable, I start to drag my weight on the floor, but the two monsters just tug on me harder. I can't handle it anymore, I start to plead and beg, "Stop, please stop," but they continue on their little quest. After a few more agonizing minutes they finally drop me to the floor and I grab for my head the first chance I get. Right before I let the scream rip through my throat I look up and I see a round metallic door with a box next to it. As soon as I'm close enough the light on the box turns green, the doors open, and the pain stops.

I would give anything to wake up right this second, but the next thing I see isn't the glade. I still feel the sharp pain lingering in my mind, but its not that bad so I rub my head and look around. First thing I see is a glass wall and through the wall more people in lab coats crowding around an operating table. At least nothing's happening to me this time. I enter the room and surprisingly no one notices. Being the curious person that I am I walk closer to see what they're doing, but as I come closer I get a glimpse of a chart, at the top it has my name, Annabella. I quickly run over to where they all are, which happens to be my head. I instantly start to cry at the sight. I slowly raise my hand up to my head as I realize they're operating on my brain. I kneel and just start sobbing.

I bolt straight up gasping for air. I feel a small breeze making me aware of the tears on my face. I quickly wipe them away, as I try to stable my breathing. I honestly can't tell if that was a dream or if that was a memory, it felt so real. By some miracle I calm down a bit. I slowly raise my hand to my head, afraid of what I would find, feeling for any type of scar. Tears start to fall from eyes again as I find a small scar at the very top of my head.

I don't know what to do and I doubt I can go back to sleep. I look between Minho and Newt, who are sleeping a few feet away from me on either side. I quickly wipe away the tears on my face and slowly crawl over to Newt. I don't know what it is about him, but he makes me feel safe. I shake him awake not knowing what else to do.

"What is it love?"

I really didn't want to tell him I had a nightmare and I'm scared, I think I humiliated myself enough when I asked them to stay up here with me, so instead I say

"I'm cold …can I sleep with you tonight?" At that moment I'm so grateful it's dark out, I'm already embarrassed I asked to sleep with him, what more if he sees me blush?

Too tired to respond he just nods and opens his arms, next thing I know he's holding me, keeping me safe and warm. Somehow I relax enough and fall asleep.

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