chapter nine
Healing

"Are you crazy!?" Newt yelled at his sister. Elizabeth sat on her bed, hugging a pillow while wearing a new shirt. She looked up and stared at Newt, whose face was bright red. She also managed to notice that he was close to tears. Elizabeth didn't answer, she just let her eyes followed Newt as he paced the room back and forth. "And this looks nothing like me when I'm mad!" Newt added in, waving a piece of paper. His twin raised her eyebrows before Newt took a seat next to her. "I just don't know what I would do without you. You are the only person in our old life and I don't think I want to go back to the life I had before you."

Elizabeth stared at Newt before she let go of the pillow and tackled him in a hug. She buried her face into his shoulder before she heard Newt let out a sigh.

"We don't really talk about this in the Glade but I get that feeling that I should tell ya." Newt started off. "Months before you arrived, I- I climbed the vines in the Maze. I bloody threw myself off-"

"Don't. I don't want to hear 'bout your near-death experience." Elizabeth told Newt. She shut her eyes close, trying not to cry. The girl didn't want to imagine Newt trying to kill himself, but it did explain the limp he had. "I don't know what I would be doing if you weren't here."

The siblings sat on the bed hugging each other, trying not to cry. They finally were able to pull apart when Chuck entered the room.

"Jeff said that Minho should be able to go and run in the Maze as soon as his leg heals."

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A blond girl laid on the floor sleeping before she heard a creek noise. She woke up and sat up to see that Minho was looking at her.

"Go to sleep, Minho," Elizabeth mumbled, laying back down. She buried her face in her arms and didn't look up until Minho spoke.

"What are you doing here?" Minho asked.

"I volunteer to take care of you. Go to sleep." Elizabeth answered, trying to go back to sleep. She didn't hear a response but listened to movement. "What are you doing?"

"Making space for your fat butt," Minho replied. The sleeping blond sat up and saw that Minho was at the edge of the bed.

"No. I'm okay down here. Just go to sleep Minho." Elizabeth told the stubborn boy. Minho shook his head, not giving in. The two argued back and forth until Elizabeth ended up on the bed, with her back pressed against Minho's chest. "I need to bloody learn how to win a bloody argument."

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Elizabeth woke up to the sound of Newt's voice. It was every girl's dreams, except Elizabeth's. The blond girl didn't know how but she managed to escape Minho without waking him up. She followed Newt outside and to the hallway to see him raising an eyebrow.

"Can I eat first before I get a bloody speech?" Elizabeth asked Newt while rubbing her eyes. Newt rolled his eyes before the two headed towards the kitchen. The blond girl immediately began making herself a bacon sandwich before she sat at the table. She handed Newt one of the sandwiches she made before she motioned him to talk.

"Why were you bloody sleeping with Minho?" Newt asked. Elizabeth looked at Newt, before taking a bite out of her sandwich. She chewed slowly while thinking about her answer. It wasn't like she slept with Minho, it was more like a friendly gesture.

"You make it sound like I had sex with the guy." Elizabeth scrunched her nose at the thought about that. Yet her cheeks turned a light shade of pink at the thought of seeing a shirtless Minho. The girl was caught surprised by her thoughts and immediately thought about chickens. It helped her not think about things she didn't want to be thinking about.

"Did you?" Newt asked, his eyes widen. His face was glowing red with fury at the thought of his best friend with his twin. Elizabeth almost choked on her sandwich. She wasn't expecting such a question from Newt.

"Would you?" Elizabeth countered once she got over the fact that her brother suggested such a thing and the fact she almost died.

"I don't know, have you seen his muscles?" Newt questioned, being sarcastic. Elizabeth decided to play along.

"Yes! On my God, have you seen his six-pack or his di-" Elizabeth was immediately cut off by Newt.

"I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS ANYMORE!" Newt yelled, causing his sister to start laughing.

"I was going to say his dimple," Elizabeth replied, before adding something else. "Does he have a dimple?"

"We'll have to bloody stare at his face until we see one."