I'm sorry, but this is probably the shortest chapter I've ever written for this story. Since Estelle was still hospitalized, I couldn't add much to the story to make it interesting, but I hope this is still okay!

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Star-Wars-Rebel-Girl: Updated :)

A shock of electricity went through me.

My eyes shot open, and I gasped for air.

My vision was blurry and my whole body ached.

I felt arms wrap around me and embrace me.

"Noona, you're okay" I heard a voice say. "You're okay"

Suddenly, I recognized the voice. "Oppa. Where am I?"

My eye lids were heavy. I tried my hardest to keep them open. I had finally taken in my surroundings. I seemed to be in a rural make-shift hospital of some sort.

Minho let me go and smiled at me. "The Glade. Don't worry, you're safe now"

What the hell was he talking about? "Glade? What the hell is that?"

My head was pounding, as if there was something hammering my head from inside. I put a hand on my head to try and calm the pounding.

My eyes wandered around, until they landed on a familiar face. "Thomas!"

He looked confused, as if he was unsure if I had just called out to him. "Uh, yes?"

That was odd. Usually, he'd hug me or something. That's what couples do.

"He saved your life" said a boy. I hadn't noticed him. "We should seriously consider making him a doctor here"

Thomas? A doctor? Never crossed my mind once.

I attempted to sit up, but my back was in so much pain.

Minho put a hand on my back and hoisted me up into a sitting position. After making sure I could sit up by myself, he let go.

I gave Thomas a smile and opened my arms. He looked a bit confused, but he hugged me anyways.

For some odd reason, I missed him so much. How much time had passed since I last saw him? I wasn't sure, but being in his arms was so familiar and comfortable that I didn't want to leave.

As he let go, I pulled him into a kiss. It felt a little odd, as he was the one that would've usually kissed me.

Thomas had kissed me back, but when I pulled away, he stumbled back a bit.

I was confused. Was he not used to showing public affection? Or was it because of the strangers around us? I wasn't sure, but I wanted answers. "Is something wrong?"

Thomas looked around, once again unsure if I was talking to him.

"Estelle" said a blonde british boy. "I, uh, I wanted to apo-"

"Who are you?" I asked. How did he know my name? He said it as if we were friends. I had never even seen this boy.

He looked like I had just punched him in the face. "You...what do you mean? Don't you remember me? Newt?"

"Newt?" I said. It sounded a bit familiar, but I shook my head. "Sorry, I don't know you"

Suddenly, pain shot through my whole body.

My hands shot to my stomach as I began gasping for air. There was a buzzing sound in my ear, and the headache had gotten worse.

As I removed my hands, I realized that they were stained with blood. "What the hell?" I said between gasps.

"Jeff!" yelled a young boy. "Get the stitches! Her wound is bleeding again!"

Wound? Why on earth would I be wounded?

I let out a groan of pain.

"Lay down" said Minho. He pushed my back slightly and rested me on the bed. "You've lost too much blood already"

I could only faintly hear his voice. I could hear my own blood rushing, or the remaining blood that is.

My head rolled onto the side.

Thomas had a conceded look on his face. The british boy, Newt, looked depressed. Was it because I didn't remember him?

I couldn't think straight.

I let out another groan. The pain was getting worse.

It progressed up my body. I felt as if all the air was getting squeezed out of my lungs.

"She's having trouble breathing!" I heard Minho yell. "What do we do?"

The boy, Jeff I think, stuttered. "I have no idea!"

My vision was getting blurry. I needed air. I needed blood.

My eyelids became too heavy for me to hold up anymore.

The last thing I saw was Newt staring at a watch before I passed out.

~o~

"It's better" Minho?

I couldn't open my eyes, they felt bruised. All I could do was listen motionlessly.

"How is it better?" said a british voice. It was probably Newt. "I need her to remember me!"

"You were the reason why she jumped, understand?" Minho replied. "If you had just talked to her, even showed a little bit of sympathy, she wouldn't have amnesia in the first place"

"That doesn't explain why she kissed Thomas"

I was so confused. Jump? Why would I need sympathy?

I heard Minho let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, I'm guessing that her and Thomas were in a relationship before she was sent down here. She does call herself the mistake after all. Maybe she was supposed to watch over him while he was down here"

Newt mumbled something that was inaudible.

"Minho" said a voice. "Come here for a sec. I think I found out what's wrong with Estelle"

I heard footsteps coming closer.

"Alright Clint, tell me everything" Minho said.

"The only way that she could get a wound that large from jumping off of a cliff is that she scrapped a rock on her way down and the rock cut her open. The wound is pretty big. It goes from the top of her right rib to the lower left area of her stomach. A couple of ribs seem to be broken and so is her leg. She landed mostly on her left side, and thats where most of the damage is" Clint said. "Her left arm is broken pretty bad, but I think it'll heal"

I think didn't assure me at all.

"And uh" said Clint "I think her wound might be infected. The maze isn't the cleanest place, and I'm pretty sure that something got into the wound while she was lying on the maze ground"

"What can we do about it?" asked Minho. He was clearly upset because of all the damage I had suffered.

"Nothing for now"

"What about her memory?"

"Can't say. Never encountered anything like this. I'm guessing that some of her memory will come back eventually, but I can't say that all of it will come back. She's been asleep for a little bit. Maybe she's in a coma"

I heard a smacking sound.

"Don't talk like that!"

I heard Clint mumble "sorry" before walking off.

I heard someone call Minho's name from quite a distance away. He replied with a "Coming!" before running out.

Not long after, I heard a squeak of a chair. I hadn't heard footsteps enter, but then again I began to doze off.

"Why can't you remember me?"

Newt. Why was he here? Judging from Minho's reaction, I'm pretty sure that Newt and I probably didn't get along in the past, considering that Minho told him that he had caused me to jump off a cliff.

I felt something grasp my hand. "Estelle, I'm sorry. I didn't...when I found out that..."

He wasn't very good at speaking to people, even if they were supposably sleeping.

"I don't even know what to say" he said finally. "When I saw you in Minho's arms, when he told me that I caused this to you, I felt like you shouldn't have saved me the first time"

What the hell was this lunatic talking about? Why was he holding my hand?

There was this feeling in my chest, though. I felt as if he wasn't as crazy as I had thought he was. Maybe.

"Could you tell me something?" he said, knowing I wouldn't reply. "Was it really me? Was I your breaking point?"

He let out a short, bitter laugh. "What are the chances? We both jump. We're both each others breaking points. Do you find it odd love?"

Newt's thumb stroked the back of my hand and let out a sigh. "Estelle, I miss you"

There was a feeling in my chest. I've only felt this once before. When I first met Thomas.

Before he could continue, something got stuck in my throat.

I let out a cough, holding my chest.

"Estelle!" Newt stood up.

He said something, but I couldn't hear him over my own coughing. I leaned over to my side and put a hand over my mouth.

Newt put a hand on my back. "Jeff! Clint! Get your bloody asses over here!"

Weakly, I opened my eyes and saw my hand covered in blood.

"What's wrong with her?" asked Newt. I assumed that the two "doctors" had arrived.

I lay back down, gasping for air. Pain shot through my stomach area. I groaned as my hands shot up to my stomach, gripping it in pain.

"Do something, idiots!" Newt yelled.

I threw my head back. What was going on with my body?

I heard Minho's voice. "Hold her down"

I'm not sure who, but I felt arms hold my shoulders and legs down.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

"Don't worry Noona" Minho said. He gripped the bottom of my shirt and lifted it up, making sure to leave most of my body covered.

"Bloody hell" Newt said, covering his mouth.

"What?" I said gasping.

Minho looked away. He clearly wasn't going to answer.

I looked at Newt. "Newt"

He looked surprised when I said his name.

"Whats wrong with me?"

He swallowed. "You were stung by a Griever"