Gally caught up to me within seconds. He was fast.
"Hey, you didn't answer my question." he said walking beside me. I looked at him. He still had that glare.
"Do I have to answer it?" I asked with a smirk.
"Aren't questions asked to be answered?" he joked.
"Fine." I said turning towards him stopping. He raised his eyebrow.
"I think she doesn't like my accent." I admitted. Wait. Why was I telling some dude about Hopper?
"That's a stupid reason not to like someone." he crossed his arms.
"All girls are stupid." I said. Blood rushed to my cheeks. Wait. Did I just say what I think I said.
"So far on my experience, you are correct." he smiled.
"No... We all hate things about each other, most of the time being stupid things." I explained.
"Like... I hate your eyebrows." I said. He raised his eyebrows.
"Why do you hate me eyebrows?" he asked, mimicking my accent.
"For the past two hours I have known you, you have raised your eyebrows at least six times. We hate annoying traits about each other. I think she just down right hates me for my accent." I explained. Instead of raising his eyebrow, he shifted his weight from one foot to another. I rolled my eyes.
"So, can you tell me again where we are?" I asked walking back towards the box, since Rachel's nap was probably over.
"Like Alby said, we are in the Glade." he caught up with me.
"Yea, I got that. Anything else?" I asked with few hesitation.
By the time he was about to answer, Rachel walked over. And I had to ask her.
"What did that boy say to you?" I asked, shifting my weight from one foot to the other.
"What boy?" she asked playing dumb.
"That boy they sent up in the box before all this happened." I used my hands to circle around the "Glade" as I said "this"
"I think he kept repeating what he said. 'Everything is going to change.'" she said messing with her hair.
"Gally! Should we put the wood at a 40 degree angle or a 45?" Some voices called from behind him.
"Um... 45." He said scratching the back of his head.
"Go work." I said. He was obviously missing it. He nodded his head, and walked off yelling at someone to stop slacking off. I smiled. He wasn't dull as I brick. I hoped.
"Who was that?" Rachel questioned poking me. Her weight was held by her right foot, her arms crossed.
"Gally, why does that matter" I say giving her a confused look.
"Well, all the Landers are scared out of their wits, and not talking to any of the people we were sent to." she paused shrugging her shoulders.
"You, don't seemed frightened at all. Not, only that, you're calmly taking a walk." she says, eyeing me. I just rolled my eyes.
"She-Bean, I just can't explain it. I- i'm not scared. It honestly, feels safe here." I admitted. And, it was true. It felt safer here. Rachel just sighed.
"Whatever. You sure?" she asked squinting her eyes.
"Yea. I'm sure." I couldn't explain it to her. It- it just didn't scare me.
That's when we turned our head to see Sonya walking towards us. And she didn't look very happy either.
3rd POV
Her eyes slowly fluttered open, a dim candle's flame danced on the table beside her. She groaned in frustration when she realized where she was.
The hospital.
"Amy- why?" she heard a voice stutter. She turned to see Gally sitting in a nearby chair, sulking with a depressed look on his face. Tears flooded her eyes, blurring her vision. She stood up, knowing whatever he was going to say wasn't going to be good. He stood up, crossing his arms. He stared at her for a moment, before spreading his arms.
She stood there for a moment before walking in to his arms, as he squeezed her tightly.
"What nightmares did you have?" he whispered, resting his chin on her head. Amy only shook her head in reply, burying her head in Gally chest. They just stood there for a moment, hugging. When Gally finally pulled back he looked her in the eyes.
"Amy, why?" She noticed his eyes start to water.
"I-I just couldn't take it anymore." she cried, sitting back down on the bed. He didn't ask any questions. He knew she couldn't take it. After three years, she hadn't gotten over the fact that he was gone.
"You- you should rest. You hit your head pretty hard." he said scratching the back of his head.
"Gally, stay with me a little longer." she said, tears still flowing. She didn't want to be alone.
He sighed before sitting next to her, putting an arm around her.
"That was stupid." Gally spat. She knew he was mad at her. But she didn't care. She just wanted to be close to him.
"I know." Amy admitted. She was being stupid. That wasn't how you faced your problems. They once again fell silent, trying to ignore the fact Amy had tried to end her life.
"I should go tell Minho you're awake." Gally said standing up, walking out of the room, leaving her to her thoughts.
What had she done? She had so much to live for. Gally, Baker, Minho, Thomas. What had she been thinking? She couldn't leave her friends behind. Why hadn't she thought of this before? Why didn't she consider not leaving? Why? Thoughts flooded her head, filling her with guilt. She sat there, painful memories consumed her.
"Get your asses over here!" Frypan shouted after Amy and Newt. They kept jogging, giggling about Frypan's face.
"I don't think we're getting any dinner." Newt giggled.
Another one was too vivid.
The sparkling stars twinkled above their heads, lighting up the sky. They lay on the soft grass, with Amy's hand intertwined with Newt's. Amy's goofy smile never faltered, only growing bigger.
She mentally slapped herself.
"Stop it!" she giggled trying her best to push Newt away with her feet, only to get tickled more. "Stop it!" she smirked, finally pushing Newt off her. Newt smiled, flashing those flashy teeth.
Amy grabbed her head in frustration. To calm herself, she put her head in between her knees. A friend had taught her that after she found out someone had stolen her undies. But, they weren't around.
She heard footsteps enter the room, shaking her head.
"Amy, are you okay?" she heard Minho ask from behind.
"What do you think?" Amy snapped. She now wanted to be alone.
"Amy-"
"Just shut up! Shut up and leave me alone!" she shouted as she stood up. Amy turned her head to see him.
"You don't know anything! You don't know how much I want to tear out my eyes out, each and everyday." She shouted. Minho stepped back in surprise. He slowing inched back towards the door, reaching the doorway.
"Go!" Amy shouted once more. Minho inched out of the room before slowly closing the door.
As he did this, her eyes scattered the room searching for what was nothing but a lost memory. A spider. Just the mere thought made her silently weep.
She didn't find one, but deeply wished her spider was with her.
Amy walked to the bed, and sat down, letting the pain consume her.
And she slept.
1st POV
All the Landers were sitting in the grass, eating this thing they called "dinner"
We all ate silently, glaring at the boys that were sitting down on tables. We were all too afraid to go and sit with them, but I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my plate, stood up, receiving a few glares from the Landers. I walked over to the tables, before finding an empty one and sitting down. I wasn't going to sit on the filthy dirt, while I ate. I didn't care if all the Landers were afraid to sit with the boys. I wasn't. All the boys head turned to me as I sat down at the table, causing me to blush.
I had only taken a bite of the egg salad sandwich when I heard the Landers snickering. It didn't bother me. Never did. They always laughed at me.
I had just finished the apple that was served with the plate, when I heard a person whisper.
"Um... Can I sit here?" Rachel wondered. I gave her a confused look.
"Of course you can? Since when can you can't?" I said a little more louder than I had intended to. She just quietly set her plate next to mine. I looked around the tables, taking in everything. I was surprised at how quiet and still all the boys were. A lot of them observing every move I made. Creepy. I turned to Rachel, who had a nasty bruise on her cheek. Man, Sonya had a powerful punch. Well, so did I, and you could just look at Sonya's face and couldn't doubt me.
Just as Rachel was about to say something, I heard another plate smack on the table, making us both jump.
Newt, sat across from us, giving us both an annoyed look. Rachel stumbled back, on the grass, crawling back to her little spot on the ground. I just rolled my eyes. I handed her the plate she had abandoned on the table.
"Amy right?" he asked,taking a bite of his sandwich. For a moment I thought I heard my accent, but just realized our accents were similar.
"Yea?" I replied eyeing my glass of water, before shrugging my shoulders, and gulping down the water. Newt nodded.
"Are you okay?" he whispered. I raised my eyebrow.
"Yea, why do you ask?" I questioned.
"Well, all the girls are afraid to even come near us, and yet you sit down, and wasn't scrambling away like your friend when I sat down." He paused taking a bite of his apple. My eyebrows lower as he says this. I turn to the Landers. They are all staring at me. They all immediately act like they weren't, but I know they were.
"Well, I'm not afraid." I whisper. I don't want all those creeps listening to our conversation.
"Why?" Newt asked, chewing at the last of his apple.
"Because, none of you have given me a reason to be scared." I whispered as I took another gulp of the water.
"Why are we whispering?" he raised an eyebrow.
"'Cause I don't want all 'em creeps listing to my conversation." I whispered looking around at the boys. Newt did the same and noticed all them looking at us. He sighed.
"You're right." he whispered, still looking at all the boys. I tried my best not to laugh, but I couldn't help it. A giggle escaped my mouth, and I immediately regretted it. It was like an earthquake. Every single head turned to me, every single head. It was so embarrassing. The room was dead silent, and I just giggled. I wanted to shrink in my seat, but, stood tall. I just sat there. Taking it in. I gave them all a "SO?" look, making most of the heads turn away. I felt the blood in my cheeks.
"Thanks." I smiled. Newt just smiled in return.
'Your welcome." he whispered.
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If any of you are confused, the present is Amy in Paradise, and the Landers and the Glade are her dreams, her memories. Amy won't always be seeping, so don't think she isn't just dreaming. THANKS FOR READING!