REDEMPTION.
[ chapter twelve ]

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FLASHBACK.

Newt had been lucky enough to know Evelyn before she put up a guard so strong no one could get past it. He'd been able to experience her happy and excited her side, but also her emotional side. But, after her nigh in the maze, she hadn't  shown a single ounce of any kind of emotion; joyful or sad. She's just a void.

Minho tried to get her to talk to him about her problems and how she felt, but Minho hadn't always been the most serious person around her, so Newt understood why she didn't want to have a therapy session with him.

As seen as she was banned from running for a while, she spent most of her time in the woods collecting shrubs and practicing her knife skills. Almost every other glader had ended up nearly been cut with the blade of one of her weapons, whether that was accidental or not, she never bothered sharing or apologising.

"Eve, put the knife down," Newt directed, his hand out in front of him as he crept towards the pair.

Evelyn stood in front of the new greenie with her blade pressing lightly against the skin covering his bobbing adam's apple. His back is pressed against the meeting room wall, and a crowd of teenage boys stood around in silence.

"Eve!" He raised his voice, finally managing to catch her attention and her gaze floated over to him, but her grip on the greenie never lightened, "Let him go."

Evelyn rolled her jaw, "How come every time I step out of line with a boy every single one of you treats me like a villain, but when any of you try do things to me, everyone acts as if it's nothing!" She pushed away from the greenie, facing the crowd properly, "I'm not here for you disgusting boys to treat like pig shit, or perv over! I'm more manly that most of you here, so do not even think about trying to do shit you know I won't like."

Gally and Minho leant beside the door, exchanging a glance while they smirked, watching as the faces of the teenage gladers dropped significantly, and almost immediately everyone began to exit the meeting room.

Then, she broke; dropping down onto a wooden bench and resting her head in her hands as her body vibrated, showing she was crying. Newt turned, his eyes landing on the girl's two closest friends by the door. He stares at them for a moment, but they did nothing but look at the girl, unsure of what to say or do.

"Get out," Newt mouthed roughly, and they were quick to follow his orders. He slowly made his way over to the sobbing girl, lowering himself beside her, making sure to keep some distance between them both, "Eve?"

"Why me?" She grumbled, managing to keep her sobs from effecting her speaking, "Why did I have to be the only bloody girl? Why couldn't I be trapped in a maze with a bunch of girls, and not boys who haven't even gone through puberty yet?"

He hummed in understanding, thankful that he wasn't in her position. As he raised his hand to her back, he said, "One day, we'll get out of this bloody place and you'll finally be able to ask the bastards."

She turned her head, looking over at him, "I think I might kill those fuckers before I'm able to ask them anything."

He shrugged, "Well, no one's stopping you."

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Evelyn charged through the maze doors, shoulder barging Minho as he laughed, sending him stumbling to the ground with a groan. She stepped over him, glaring at his pained face as he cradles his shoulder that collided with the ground.

"Jesus christ, Eve," He cried, "I was joking."

Her jaw set, "What part of saying that you think I secretly enjoy having the Gladers groping me is fucking funny, Minho? I know you reckon you were a manwhore before all this, and you think you're deprived by being here, but I don't think any girl will ever enjoy this many boys groping her! You might like it, but I don't."

Newt was quick to run over with Gally at his side. The both of them had watched the exchange from a far, hoping the two supposed best friends would sort it out themselves.

"Newt," Minho called desperately, noticing the blonde boy rush over, "Oh my god, Newt! She's broken my elbow! Oh my god!" He screamed in his usual high pitched tone as he rolled around in the grass.

Newt raised his eyebrows at Eve who just scowled down at the boy beneath her before shrugging off her harness and turning and leaving without another word.

"You really say that to her?" Newt questioned the boy on the floor.

"Obviously he did," Gally muttered, helping the injured boy up, "It's Minho. Can never keep his mouth closed, especially with Evelyn."

Minho groaned as Gally's hand grazed over his dislocated shoulder, "I'm right here, you know, Gally. I can hear you."

"Good," He snapped, "Maybe this'll help you learn that Evelyn will quite happily break your bones."

"I— shuck— I didn't mean it," Minho protested, his eyes landing on the blonde boy who's staring at him, "What, dad? I'm telling the truth."

Newt rolled his eyes, motioning towards the medjack hut, "Go have Jeff look at your shoulder. I'll go talk to Evelyn before she bloody breaks someone else's bones."

The blonde boy wandered towards the forest, his feet crunching the leaves below him, making Eve aware of his presence as he stands below the branch she's perched one.

"We have to get you anger management, or something," Newt chuckled lowly.

Evelyn glared at him, "Believe me, I would if I could. But I don't think Alec would be very happy with trying to help me."

Alec, while being a gardener, was also the Glades designated therapy boy. Most people would go to him if they'd had a nightmare, or they'd been in a brawl with another Glader. Evelyn had never even attempted to go near him, because whenever she walked past him, he straightened in fear.

"I'll happily help you," Newt suggested, "Because we really can't have you injuring another boy. Alby'll be throwing you in the pit for that, by the way."

Evelyn nodded, already knowing her fate for the night, "I'm aware. I'm looking forward to next hearing Minho's snores," She sighed, looking over at the blonde boy, who's gazing up at her with genuine worry, "Newt, I'm fine."

When Evelyn and Minho had found Newt that day, Eve almost blamed herself for not realising the symptoms earlier, though she never voiced her guilt to Newt. While her and her best friend where carrying the unconscious blonde boy to the medjack hut, all she could think about was what would've happened if the veins hadn't caught him, or Minho and here weren't there to help him. She avoided him for months after his attempt in hopes that she would be able to detach herself from it, but it never worked. And eventually, she realised she need Newt to stay sane.

"Stop thinking about it," Newt grumbled, readjusting his stance slightly to relieve his still sore ankle, "I can tell when you are, you know? You stare at me and zone out. It's rather unsettling, so I'd hugely appreciate it if you stopped."

Evelyn's lips lifted momentarily into a soft smile, "I'm sorry. It's just. . . my minds so beyond messed up at the moment. With what happened to you, to the new greenies, to the night I spent in the maze. It's all killing me."

Newt hummed, leaning back against another tree and crossing his arms over his chest, "Maybe a night in the pit will help clear your head."

Evelyn rolled her eyes, smiling gently at him, "Thank you, Goldie, for the reminder."

"Oh, no problem. Though, it's not like this is the first time. How many times will this be now?" He smirked, tapping his chin with his index finger while he thought, "Twenty something in. . . what? Two-ish years?"

She raised her middle finger.

"I mean, I'm surprised Alby has banished you by now." He laughed.

She tilted her head, "You're still going? Okay, okay. I'll keep this conversation in mind," She dropped down to the forest floor in front of him, "God, I await the day you get thrown into the pit for a night. Then I can annoy you about it."

Newt followed after as she followed the trail back to the huts, "That's my motivation to never get thrown into the pit. I do not need you or Minho making fun of me currently afterwards."

Evelyn turned to face, but continued walking backwards, "Oh, don't worry, Goldie. Minho and I will always find something to make fun of you for."

Newt dropped his chin to his chest with a sigh, "I know."

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authors note.
fluffy newt and eve in the glade chap