Warnings!: Slight sexual themes ahead, mild rape allusions. Here's a long one for you! I'm woking on Chapter 6 Currently. ( I watched Maze Runner Last night and had all the feels so the zest for this story is back)
"The beastly one is protective of her. Interesting." Prism smiled satisfactorily as she watched the screen. Gally had just stormed away from Ada after nearly throttling Minho for taking a too long glance at her chest.
"Of course he is, did you see the way he looked at her on her first day?"
"Yes, this just makes things interesting. Did they have a past together, were they close during the original testing?" Prism turned and snapped rapidly at a man with a large file folder in his hands, "James, check her file."
"YOU THREW HER IN THE GLADE!" Thomas, threw open the door to the WICKED meeting room with such anger that it slammed into the wall and nearly fell of the hinges.
"Now Thomas, you knew she was a trouble maker; she needs to be tested."
Thomas took a few threatening steps forward. This was new for the WICKED staff, Thomas was usually compliant, he was the one that kept Ada in line when she misbehaved. "How could you! She was one of us!'"
"She was never one of us, Thomas. Her father was a leader in the Right Arm, she was involved too, we just don't know how. We killed her father, at least she's safe in the Maze ."
"Safe in the Maze! Safe in the maze? With 30 hormonal guys, grievers, and the chemicals you spray in there to change their moods? She's not safe there, she was supposed to be safe here."
"Take him away." With a flick of her wrist, Prism sent a guard after Thomas who dragged him out the door. Prism sighed as the door closed behind them. "Ada caused that. They were well behaved before her."
Alby, Newt, Minho and I had a meeting post dinner to discuss the items we found in my backpack. Gally refused to show up, which angered Alby but not enough for him to actually do anything about it. It was a boring meeting where the boys mainly talked and I mainly listened. Alby gave me my journal back and asked me to do my best to decode it, which meant I would spend a lot of time staring at words on a page trying to understand an unbreakable code.
After the meeting I decided to go to bed early, I had a long day and frankly wanted some alone time. When I got to my shared room I was surprised to find Gally sitting on my bed with material in his hand.
"You weren't at the meeting."
"I wasn't, you're correct."
"Why?" Gallly watched me as I pulled my boots off and crawled onto my bed laying down behind his back, so he was sitting by the curve of my waist. I propped my head up on my arms and smiled at him. "Why were you so pissed off at dinner?"
"Ada. Do you see the way Minho looks at you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you see how he stared at your chest today at dinner?"
"My chest?"
"Yes, your chest, your new….boobs."
"New? Gally I've had boobs this whole time what are you talking about?"
"Not like that!"
"Like what?"
"So…visible!"
I snorted, "Oh my God, that is why you were so jacked today about me wearing a jacket." I burst into a fit of laughter. Curling up in a ball.
"I want you to wear this, It's clean I swear, and it should fit." Gally handed me the shirt that was in his hands.
"Gally, I'm not going to change my clothes it's just a top, and some boobs this is so trivial."
"No, Ades it's not!" He stood up and looked down at me. "Do it for me."
"Why does it bother you so much?"
"Because they look at you like a piece of meat."
"Who?"
"The guys!"
"No they don't!"
"Ada stop being a slinthead and change!"
"Shuck you Gally no! I don't have to do anything you say." I jumped off the bed ready to leave when he caught my wrist and sighed heavily.
He sighed, "Ada, please."
"Okay," I smirked. "you want me to change, I'll change!" I pulled my top off so I was standing in my bra. Gally immediately took a few steps back and covered his eyes.
"Shuck Ada, was that necessary."
"You wanted me to change Gally, So I am." I tore the shirt out of his free hand and pulled it on before storming out of the room and into the Glade barefoot.
I had been laying in the middle of the field post mine and Gally's fight for a good hour. Staring up at the stars talking to myself. Four days I had been here. Four days and I hadn't cried or dealt with the fact that I was trapped, completely trapped. I had no memory of who I was and only the briefest flashes of my past. Just hours ago I was given a severed hand that very well could have been my own fathers, but I didn't even feel sad about it. I was sad at the idea of me not knowing, not remembering. I wiped away a few tears that fell, and laughed at myself. I never imagined I would be the property of some organization that's seemingly hell bent on torturing me and a group of boys. Tears were freely falling now, as I took in the reality of my situation. I ran my hand over my scabs, using the light of the moon to look at the carvings in my abdomen.
"Fuck this place." I angrily yanked grass from the ground and threw it at the doors to the Maze. "Fuck the Maze, and WICKED, and the Gladers…" I was quickly running out of things to curse as I became more hysteric. I wanted to be home, where ever that was. The Glade and my honeymoon phase was over, and I was pissed.
"There you are." Newt was suddenly sitting next to me, a sad smile on his face. "Reality hit?"
"We're truly trapped aren't we Newt?"
He let out a sad sigh and looked at the Maze doors nodding slowly. "We're truly trapped."
I used my shirt to wipe the tears that had soaked my face, before laying back into the grass. "Shuck."
"I know, but that's why we run the maze, we have bonfires and sparring matches and games, and jobs. We make the best of life, we make our lives light."
"Right. Great. Make it light while trapped in a Maze from Hell." I rolled my eyes although Newt couldn't see it.
"Gally told me you had a fight."
"Where's the news in that? When Isn't Gally fighting with someone?"
"He doesn't fight with you, he's fairly calm around you, which is surprising in itself."
"Yeah, well that doesn't give him the excuse to tell me what to do. He doesn't own me." I was getting angry again and the last person I wanted to be mad at was Newt. "Who does that Slinthead think he is?"
"He's just protective. He's protective of everyone here. Ada, us Gladers…we're family. We are all we have, he wants you to be safe just like he wants me, or Clint, or Chuck, or any other Glader to be safe."
I mumbled a whatever and sniffled, wanting to cry again. I couldn't understand how Gally or any of the Gladers could care so much for me. They had only known me for four days. But they acted like we had known each other an entire life time. "I feel pathetic."
"You are."
I looked over at a smirking Newt. "That was a rude statement for someone who's name is representative of a semi-aquatic land animal."
"Soooo pathetic. Crying in a field all by yourself, could you get any more dramatic? Must be a girl thing."
"You'll pay for that Newt. You wait and see." In one quick movement I pushed him over, eliciting a whimper as he crashed into the grass.
"Now you're pathetic and violent." A clump of grass and dirt splattered across my face and chest.
"Did you just throw dirt at me…. after I showered today and everything! I was a clean woman! I was respectable. Now you have dishonored me, no man shall take me as his wife if I am but a filthy track hoe. How shall we repopulate the Glade, someone must do it!"
Newt burst out laughing but was cut short when I fired dirt back at him. "How dare you throw dirt at me! You a simple track hoe and I advisor to the king." Newt was glaring at me with mock anger. I smirked throwing more grass at him and refilling my hands with ammo. I jumped up and ran towards the Homestead as Newt followed. He was fast, and I was only a head of him because of my head start.
"You'll never catch me alive!" I laughed wickedly, looking behind me to throw my last clod of dirt at him. Before I knew it I was crashing hard into someone. Their arms wrapped around me as we fell backwards to the ground. I used my momentum to flip the person on top of me burrowing into their chest. "Shield me! He's trying to kill me." A large chunk of dirt hit my shields exposed back and rained down around us.
"Newt I'll kill you for that." I could feel the Gladers voice in my own chest as he spoke, it was deep, telling me that my shield was an older Glader.
Newt was in hysterics leaning on the hut next to us. "You can try." He cackled.
Finally, I looked up and met Gally's eyes. Of course. Of course it had to be him that I would run into and use as a shield. It couldn't be Alby, Minho, or any other Glader. "Gally. Hey… Come here often?" He looked down at me and cocked an eyebrow.
"A dirt fight? Really?"
"He started it!"
"Did not!" Newt shouted back through labored breaths.
"What the devil is going on here?" I could barely see Alby's feet from under my Gally shield. I noticed now, that Gally and I were in quite the predicament. His knees were at my thighs and his biceps were on either side of my head, I had his shirt balled up in my hands causing it to ride up ever so slightly, and our faces were mere inches apart.
"He started it!" I yelled, pushing Gally off me and pointing at Newt.
"And how did that happen?" Alby pointed between Gally and I.
"Well you see I was running away from the king's advisor, as he was trying to dishonor me, a simple track hoe, with dirt, when I ran into a Glader and I used said Glader as a personal human sized shield. Had I known it was this shank that I ran into I would have just let Newt kill me."
Alby ran his hands across his face. "Dishonor you with dirt…the King's Advisor? Ada not a single part of that story makes sense."
"Newt, help."
"Oh no, you're the one that added the story line."
I shot Newt a glare before fessing up. "Sorry Alby, Newt found me in the field crying, he was just trying to cheer me up is all, and it worked, he was being a good friend, and a great semi-aquatic land animal."
Alby laughed, "Okay, I'm just going to ignore that last part of your statement because Lord knows I don't want to know, and tell you to go to bed." He turned on his heal before stopping and looking back at Gally and I. "And whatever that was…" he said pointing to where we had been laying down, "just don't…don't do it in public." With that he left the three of us, and headed back to the keeper's rooms.
"Feeling better Ades?"
"Yeah, thanks Newt."
"No problem. You coming to bed?" He asked standing up and brushing the dirt and grass from his clothes.
"In a bit, I want to talk to Gally for a moment."
"Goodthat, I see you in the room."
"Night Newt."
"Night track hoe."
Gally and I sat in silence watching Newt walk into the darkness of the Glade.
"Sorry about tackling you and then using you as a shield." Gally nodded slowly, looking everywhere but at me, biting his cheeks. "And sorry about yelling at you earlier. I don't really do that great when it comes to authority figures." Still there was nothing. "And I realize now that you were just trying to protect me. Thank you."
Finally, he looked over at me. "Goodthat."
"You're still mad."
"Nah."
"If it's about your shirt I'll wash it for you! Give it to me now and I'll have it all clean in the morning."
"No, its fine, I don't care. I'm dirty anyways."
"Then why won't you look at me?"
"Why were you crying?"
"What?"
"You're not dumb Ada you heard me, why were you crying?"
"I…I… I'm scared, and sad, and confused."
"So not because of me."
"No Gally! Not because of you, not everything is about you!"
"Not even a little bit"
"Okay a little, a few angry tears were shed in your dearest name Gally!" I stood to leave but Gally caught my wrist and pulled me back down nearly landing in his lap.
"Sorry I made you upset, you just don't see it. You don't see how they look at you. You're oblivious as you talk to your plants, and yourself, you're weird like that you know. They look at you like hungry dogs look at meat."
"Why do you care?"
"I don't know! I care about every single person in this glade. I just don't want you getting hurt and that shirt, with the corset top, it was hard for even me or Newt to be around you without thinking inappropriate things."
"I don't need to be protected."
"Oh you don't? You can hold you own if a Glader came at you?"
"Yeah I could! And they wouldn't!"
"Ada, some of those guys are upwards of 22 years old, they've been in here a long time, you're the first female and a pretty one at that."
"I can protect myself Gally." I said through gritted teeth.
"You sure about that Ada?" Suddenly Gally was on me, pinning my arms down into the dirt with one hand the other was on my waist, his legs held mine down and I could feel his hips on mine. "Get way Ada, come one then, you're so strong, break free." I honestly tried. I wiggled and squirmed and twisted my wrists trying to break out of his grasp. He only stared down at me with determination, and a 'I fucking told you so smile'. "See Ada, If I was someone who really wanted to hurt you I could." His hand traveled further up my waist pulling my top up with it, and then I truly went into panic mode squeezing my eyes shut trying to pull away.
"Stop." I cried, because it suddenly wasn't Gally's hands on me. I was strapped to a cold metal table in a large white room and a guard was pulling my shorts down and my top up. There was a woman behind him with a large glowing stick shaped like a W. 'Where are they Ada'. She purred. 'Tell us Ada, I know you know!'. She asked again and again, as she got closer with the glowing W. "No! I Don't know!"
Gally released me and I was back in the glade, scrambling way from him running into a tree. I was panting, and digging my hands into my hair, bringing myself back from the brink of a panic attack.
"Ada I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you that much."
"No, you…you triggered the memory of how I got my scars." I wasn't mad at Gally he was proving a point, and he was right, if anyone tried to do anything to me I was helpless, I needed to learn how to defend myself, from Gladers or Greivers. Gally crawled over to me and leaned up against the tree. "This woman kept on asking me where someone was, over and over again. She had a branding iron in her hands." I sat there for a moment until I was sure it was just a memory and I was safe as safe could be in the glade, before looking at Gally.
"I'm sorry, Ada I didn't mean to…I-"
"Teach me."
"What?"
"Teach me how to fight."
"Ada, I-"
"Teach me how to keep myself safe, that way Gladers, or Grievers, or whatever the hell else comes though that Maze isn't a threat."
"Okay. Okay, Ada I can do that. We can start next week when I finish my big build."
"Thanks." I patted Gally on the knee as I slowly stood up.
"Where you going?"
"To bed, its late."
"Oh all right, goodnight."
"Night Gal."
"Hey Ades?"
"Hmmm"
"No hard feelings, we're okay right? You're okay?"
"Yeah Gal Its all okay. Goodnight."
When I finally got back the shared room, Newt turned over in his cot and smiled at me.
"Did you talk go okay?"
"Oh yeah, it went fine." I said dusting the dirt off myself and crawling into my bed.
"Did he apologize?"
"Sort of, but he proved his point. I remembered something from my past."
"Really what?" Newt propped his head up on his arm.
"Will the pair of you shut up?" Alby groaned from his cot, "I will personally put the pair of you in the slammers tonight, if you don't stop talking."
"Sorry Albs." I giggled. "I tell you in the morning Newt. Goodnight."
"Goodthat, night."
As I wiggled around for a comfortable position I noticed that Gally's sent lingered on my shirt and on my skin. I decided it was a comforting sent and fell fast asleep.
Review and let me know what you think! I figured it was about time for Ada to freak out that shes stuck in the Glade. Thank you BookRain for the Review, I updated fast cause of you, and you fuled a bit of inspiration for Gally in this Chapter. PS. I hope someone caught my AVPM refrence, I couldnt help it.
