A/N: So sorry everyone... life's been so hectic! Heres a chapter to make it up to you all...

The boy head snapped back as he was jerked forward, us, the Keepers pushing him towards the Maze outside of the Glade. I hardened myself, blocking all emotion from my bodily functions. I didn't even flinch at the strangled cry Ben let loose as he fell to his knees only to be jerked up to his feet by the Keeper in front.

"Nooooooo!" The red-head screamed. Spit flew from is mouth as he thrashed about in hopeless desperation, tearing at the collar with bloody nails. Our joined strength was too much however, pushing him closer and closer to the edge, just as the walls were close. "Nooo!" he screamed over and over again.

He tried planting his feet at the threshold of the Glade, but that lasted about a nanosecond as he was sent into the maze with a lurch. There were only seconds before the doors would close. The poor boy was four-feet inside, tearing at his collar, tears streaming down his dirty face as he screamed in desperation. His eye held some maniacal look, beastial in origin. The cry he let loose could be described as nothing less than monstrous as the front Keeper loosened the pole from the collar and yanked it back into the Glade. The boy was left to his banishment; his final screams cut off by the boom of the walls closing, sealing him inside.

I turned my head to the side, looking away form the site of tonight horrifics. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Minho, a far away look in his eyes.

"Minho... Are you alright?" I asked turning to see him better.

"Yeah..." he mumbled, "Fine... I just..." He seemed to be having trouble stringing the words along.

"Maybe, you need some sleep..." I suggested, worry creeping up on me.

He nodded slightly. Something seemed to be paining him, whether it was physical or mental, I could not tell. But that was why I hid my feelings. Feelings were petty and useless little things that could break you. Hurt you more than a bullet ever could. A flesh wound would heal... a broken heart could go on forever... I guess that was why I denied newt for so long... I was afraid.

I stayed near the East wall. My arms crossed over my chest as I paced back and forth, knowing No sleep would come tonight for me. Not that anyone would get a good nights sleep tonight. There would be no good dreams, I knew. I had witnessed a Banishment before. The usual ponies and butterflies that used to roam around in these boys' heads at night would be replaced by the dreadful beasts of nightmares, killing off the childish hopes and dreams of having a family once more, which is what we all secretly wished for. Someone to take us out of this hell and tell us we were missed. Tell us we were loved.

Strong arms encircled me. I smiled knowing I'd look up into the deep eyes of a certain blond-haired boy. But there was a sad despondent look on his face as he held me close to him. I laid my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him closer. "Creators , I hate Banishments," I mumbled into his shirt, feeling the slight shake of his body that only came from a laugh. I smiled slightly, knowing I was the cause. He pulled away slightly, just enough to see my face.

"You know," he began, a calloused hand reaching up to caress my face, "You don't have to hide from me..."

I ducked my head, hiding my feelings once more. I was still afraid, but this fear was different. This was not the fear of falling in love. Or of actually caring for someone, but of loosing that someone I cared. That someone I loved. This was the fear of falling out of love. When I didn't respond, he tucked his fingers under my chin, lifting my head ever-so-slightly. "I won't judge, I won't make fun... Like I said, I love you."

The smile on his face was so bright, so loving I couldn't help myself. I reached up, tangling my fingers in his blonde strands and pushing his head down just far enough that if I stood on my toes, our lips would meet. The tender kiss did not last long. His grip tightened on my waist, pulling my body up against his, holding me close, so I could not escape as I had tried so many times before. I wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with his hair and deepening our kiss.

The inevitable thirst for air broke our kiss, leaving us huffing and puffing with out heads resting against one another's as we listened to the others labored breathing. I smiled. I really did love him. I couldn't deny it any longer, and he knew that. He smirked, running us into the wall. He reached down, gripping my thighs and hiking me up around his waist. I crashed my lips to his, my fists tangled in his long hair as he gripped at my waist. I was not fragile; treating me as such would only make me angry. So he held me tight, kissed me hard and loved me with all he had. I may have a few bruises in the morning from his grip on my hips and waist, but so was the price of passion. Our sweet and soft kisses up in the Homestead would never be enough. As long as this love existed, there would be furious make out sessions like this where he scattered kisses up my neck, along my jawline and anywhere skin would show. I moaned in delight, massaging his scalp as my fingers got lost in his hair. This was amazing, this was-

"By the Creators!" Next damned near dropped me as he jumped out of his skin at the sudden intrusion. "Get a Room!" Alby screeched bowing his head in apparent disgust.

I smiled, resting my head on Newt's chest as he laughed softly. His breath sent chills down my back.

"Ugh..." Alby waved us off as he turned away, muttering something under his breath as he went.

"YAWWNNN!"

He raised his eyebrows at me, his eyes wide with amusement. I let out a horribly girlish giggle, immediately covering my mouth in horror. He laughed, string an arm around my shoulders and pulling my closer to him as we sat next to the sleeping figures of our friends.

"Maybe..." my eyes struggled to remain open as he guided my head to rest on his shoulder as he laid us down next to one another. I shifted, laying a hand on his chest and wrapping one leg around his. "I should..." I yawned once more, "We should..."

"Shhh..." he whispered, running fingers through my hair. "Go to sleep..."

I nodded, falling asleep to the steady beat of his heart and rise and fall of his chest.

A/N: I know I've been horrible with updating... I don't deserve an reviews :( but then again... Reviews may inspire me to write... *wink wink*