Tegan's POV

Suddenly I hear a series of loud bangs, it makes me jump so when I open my eyes I'm laid on top of a smiling Newt, his British accent soothing me. His grin gets bigger as he supports himself up with me still sat on his lap, straddling him. He moves my hair on my right and tooks it gently behind me ear that makes me giggle. His huge hand's, (compared to my tiny one's), stay on my face, slowly stroking my cheek.

"SHIT!" I scream after loads of thuds and clangs and bangs.

"Newt, the lift." Chuck says quietly.

Then he screams it because we all know he's right. We all jump up and sprint out of the tent as fast as we could. I end up giving Chuck a piggy-back ride as he didn't keep up with his little legs.

"We're here." I say panting and plopping Chuck on his feet on the floor.

"Jesus..." Clint mutters, peering at the lift below.

I catch my breath, already knowing what I'm going to do, "Let me!" I declare as I jump in the now open lift.

"Tegan, what do you see?" Alby yells. I reply but I don't think he can hear me, "Shuck-faces SLINT IT NOW!" Alby roars.

"It's a boy. No supplies, he looks your age Newt, seventeen." I nod to Newt.

"What's that in his hand?" Minho questions me.

"A note," I pause because I'm picking it up then I read it out loud. "It says: He's Tegan's older brother."

Wait what the actual shuck? I have an older brother? I have family here now?

That's what I ask myself before I start to black out. During my black out I see glimpses of the boy in the lift. I scream they come, memories:

He's actually quite good looking my bro is, I always say and mean that in a sister way. I've again and again said he has dad's black hair, (though dad's is grey now or at least what's left of it it on his bald head); and I have mum's blonde hair. He has dimples a lot like me and we have identical moles right under our right eye. My brother Thomas is always looking out for me. He's very overprotective that boy. I'm not too bothered though and he's always there if I fell out with a mate or family anyone really. Thomas is very funny and we are always having a laugh and a wee giggle whilst playing on his Xbox one. Well, the Xbox one part was before WICKED but we still laugh a lot together to this day. He also teases me but that is just our sibling banter.

I remember that one time at WICKED when I told him I fancied this boy who was at the lab like us who we have both grown up with.

Thomas always teased me: "You love one of your brother's best friend's?! TEGAN LOVES NEWT! Why you little...!"

Then he'd chuckle and told me that Newt has been telling him for months and months apparently that he has been falling for me all of our lives' - like I have for him - and been asking Thomas' permission to ask me out. That's how me and Newt ended up dating, back at the lab because do you know what my devil of a brother did to me and poor Newt? Locked us in a room where we couldn't escape and wouldn't let us out until we told each other how we feel about the other. Thomas did let us out though when we started making out roughly, with me pushed against the walls and us grinding on each other. He said it'll take him time to get used to. Then, he proceeded to threaten Newt about if he hurt's me blah blah blah. After that very weird experience and Newt asking me out and me saying yes, all three of our's best friend's Minho, Gally, Alby, Winston, Siggy - that was his original nickname but we all re-nicknamed him Frypan - and Chuck walked in and we broke the fantastic news.

Me and Newt dated for more than two years, well, two years and a bit before it happened. So since age fourteen to sixteen for Newt and age thirteen to fifteen for me. Newt is a year older than me like Thomas and a few others.

The WICKED people had already told us about our latest trials but I didn't know my group would be included in it. I also didn't know I only had two, precious months with my Newtie. And only one with dear Alby and three with Gally and six with Frypan. We all spent as much time as we could. Then Alby had to enter the trials. We again spent as much time as we could in my friendship group with Newt leaving the month after. I love Newt so much and I didn't want him to leave me. I mean I still had the other's and a brother of my own but I did not want Newt to leave me either. He knows what I'm like, he knows like the other's about my anxiety and depression and Aspergers. And even though I have all that he says he loves me just the way I am and that will never, ever change. What Thomas or the other's don't know is that on Newt's last night I snuck into his room and pounced on him while he was trying to sleep. We didn't have sex but boy. We were however naked and had our most heated make out session yet; needless to say we did lots of neck kissing. We both had hickies in the morning as well.

It was heartbreaking and Earthshattering when he was forced to leave. I was screaming, panicking, sobbing like I never have before and he was shouting and screaming begging him to stay for me and my mental health. I can still hear our cries now...

"PLEASE! Not my Newt. PLEASE?!" I scream, barely able to see through the waterfull erupting from my eye's.

"Let me GO! PLEASE not me, not me! YOU'LL BLOODY KILL HER IF YOU TAKE ME AWAY FROM HER! PLEASE YOU'LL KILL HER!" Newt roared.

Thomas, Minho, Gally and Winston had to hold me back and Newt had about four guards on him too. I manage to break away at the same time Newt did and he kissed me so passionately, so roughly, so full of love, and sexual tension too.

"Time to go, Newton. Guard's leave him, if he and Tegan calm's down they can say all say bye individually and he will come with me." Ava Paige, (WICKED'S founder and leader), says.

The guard's walked out.

"Tegan? Chill." Thomas said.

I nodded and stepped back so everyone but me could say bye to Newt. Then it was my turn. Newt picks me up, spins me around and gives me another kiss like he did when we broke free. The kiss was a hundred times more passionate, a hundred times more rough, a hundred times more lust, a hundred times more sexy. His and mine hand's roam each other as we smile into our last kiss. We added a hundred times more tongue too.

"Newton. Time to go." Ava Paige said calmly.

"NO! NO NO NO NOOO!" I scream, my throat on fire, my lungs stretching to new limits, my legs swaying violently.

"Hey, hey, it'll be alright. Thomas' here. I'll always be with you. I'll find a way to remember I promise you." He whispers softly into my hair as are embraced.

"No, Newt..." I start.

"Don't forget me." And with that he gives my ass a hard slap and then squeezes it, he then walks out the room slowly.

"I WON'T I PROMISE I LOVE YOU!" I scream.

"I KNOW SAME HERE I LOVE YOU TOO BABY!" and with that, he was gone.

He was gone.

Half of me was gone.

I was broken.

Even more than I already was. Thomas, Minho, Chuck, Alby, Winston, Gally and Frypan had slowly began to pick up the pieces of my brokenness over the years. They had began to piece them together. But Newt, Newt was different. He was my glue. He's the one that glued all my pieces back together. He was the glue for everyone. Kept us all together. I said it to him after two months of us dating. He loved it and kept it. That's why he chose it as his subject name before we started preparing for the maze trials. And when he'd gone I my pieces all stuck together with glue was stolen from me and smashed on the floor into more than a million pieces. No one but me knew that when I embraced Newt in a hug I slipped a note in his pocket saying: 'The Glue.' I'd hoped he'd figure it out and that it would also trigger him to remember me as everyone who got sent into the maze trials had their memories wiped. They are only allowed to keep their name and age. Newt figured the note out but he didn't remember me. I know, I've watched him at the lab all this time with Thomas, and the other's in our friendship group as that's part of the trials: studying the rest of us and our reactions. If we were good we could help the supplies in the lift every month. If we had cooperated.

It was hard when Chuck - who was like everyone's little brother - was sent in.

It was hard when my closest best friend Winston got sent in.

It was hard when sarcastic but loveable Minho got sent in.

It was hard when hothead, overprotective Gally got sent in.

It was hard when sassy and wise Frypan got sent in.

It was hard when kind and gentle Alby was sent in.

It was definitely the hardest for Newt to be sent in. I fell head over heels for that lad. Still am.

You know what's the hardest thing though? Watching Newt attempting to kill himself by jumping off a maze wall.

I remember it oh so clearly...

"Thomas," I say with tears in my eyes, "I miss him so much." I tremble.

He smiles sadly at me, "I know."

I look back at the screen and realising what Newt, (who I'm always watching), is doing. I scream like I've never screamed, panicked, sobbed like I'd never had before, (worse than when Newt was sent into the maze). When I first screamed Thomas came running up to the screen and screamed too, sobbing too when he saw what was happening. We watched in agony. Absolutely agony.

But he lived.

Miracle I thought.

I was distraught about him having a limp because I knew he would find it hard, that he'd struggle and wouldn't like it. I thought that maybe he'd try to kill himself again.

But.

To my relief he didn't.

Today is the day I get sent into the maze. I have my booklet I requested about my anxiety and depression and Aspergers.

I would see Newt again.

He wouldn't remember me though.

At least I'm seeing him.

Though I wouldn't remember him either.

My feelings are at war with themself.

Saying goodbye to Thomas was horrible. The same sort of thing that happened with Newt and I's final goodbyes other than the kissing, arse-slapping and I never got hopeful or positive like Newt did.

I open my eyes.

I'm in a box.

No, it's a lift.

I gasp for breath, blinking for my eyesight to resume it's focus.

"You know sis, you said allll that out loud. I managed to write my name on the wall though before this happened." Said a familiar voice.

"THOMAS! EVERYONE, I'M SO SO SORRY!" I scream, my voice cracking though.

My big brother swoops in and gives me a bear hug which I happily return.

I gasp, "Newt! Are-are you al-alright?" I ask a tad embarrassed.

"I'm bloody shell-shocked." He mutters.

He tries to leave but Thomas stops him.

"Where are you going young man?!" Thomas says all mock anger but smiling ear to ear.

I already feel our strong sibling bond and love. Suddenly Frypan, Winston and Minho are lying on their backs. Shaking. Like they're having a fit. I'm just about to scream but no words come out and they all start stumbling upwards. Clutching their head's in agony.

"I remember." The three boys all say simultaneously.

I told you my lovelies this was going to be a long one. This chapter was actually really hard emotionally for me to write. I almost cried when I was writing Newt being separated from Tegan and Thomas etc etc.

As I've said my story is not necessarily follow the books. They're my guideline but mine will end differently. And the fact I've changed some details. Like:
1. Newt doesn't have a sister.
2. Tegan is Thomas' sister.
3. I've made Chuck younger.

Please keep reading and voting I really appreciate it. I'll keep this book going for a long, long time hopefully.

Just a warning the next chapters will be from all manner of character's POV. Like secondary character's will tell their story that they've just remembered. Minho will have one, so will Frypan and Winston. So each chapter will be told in their POV. So hopefully you won't get bored! Some will be shorter than other's.