A/N: This chapter contains a trigger warning for mention of suicide.

Also, this is more of a filler chapter and mostly dialogues.

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It was indeed not "a short one and let's bounce" conversation.

This sunshiney guy somehow managed to convince me to expand on what I meant about being frustrated in everything so, guess what? I did the thing I told myself not to do.

I ended up opening up to him.

Well shit, I'm exposed.

"So...yeah, I'm just trying to remember," I said with a shrug, staring straight ahead to avoid his gaze. "I figured that since I remembered my name, maybe other memories would come back too."

"Any luck?"

"Yeah, actually," I said, turning to him with a sudden surge of excitement. "Not sure if it's real though."

Am I really that excited to share this with someone? I doubt it.

"So, I found out my name is Wren, right? It actually came from a dream."

He raised his eyebrows. "What kind of dream?"

"It was a pretty short one where a guy just kinda gave me a sad smile, saying that I tried...don't know about what. Then he said that he'll be fine."

"How are you sure that's your actual name?" he chuckled. "For all we know, you might be 'Lily' and Teresa knows you like she knows Thomas."

"I doubt it. And if she doesn't remember anything, how would she know if I'm actually Lily or not? Eh, I don't know." I shrugged. "And does she really know Thomas or just his name?"

"Alright, you do have a point. And no, just his name."

I nodded. "Okay, should I keep going with the info dump?"

"Mhm."

I laughed lightly, nodding, "I'm seventeen...I think," I said, glancing at him with a raised eyebrow. "Well, I feel like I'm seventeen."

"Okay, so now we know you're older than me," He said in a playful tone, we both chuckled.

"Oh, and I had a vision– maybe a dream? I don't know, maybe just a feeling, that...my mother was the only one I had left," I forced a smile. He stayed quiet. "I don't know her though. Can't remember, and I think it's better that way."

He frowned, "Why?"

"Because if I don't remember her, I won't feel the pain of missing her, or something like that."

He hummed in reply. It was quiet again, but it wasn't awkward.

I hesitated, unsure if I should continue opening up to him. But when I glanced at him, he nodded encouragingly, so I went on.

"I don't know why but, ever since I woke up from that dream or vision– whatever, I felt this...fiery rage that ate up my insides."

"What do you mean?"

I shook my head and shrugged. "I don't know, Newt. I don't know anything." I paused, but then words just kept pouring out.

"I mean, what the fuck is this? Am I in a nightmare? Is this real?" I ranted, waving my arms wildly to point out the Glade.

"And Grievers? What even are they, some kind of alien and shit?" My voice cracked as I felt a surge of anger and confusion rise up. "I feel so betrayed, but I don't know where it's coming from. It's so..." I paused, clenching my fists as tears started to well up at the corners of my eyes. "Frustrating not knowing anything." I trailed off, blinking rapidly and turning my head away to hide the tears.

The air grew quiet, the only sounds were my panting and Newt's steady, calming breaths.

"I'm not lost in my own walls anymore. And the heaviness is balanced between us now." I broke the silence, forcing a laugh. I tried to lighten the mood by repeating what he had said earlier, but he didn't seem to notice and just stayed silent.

I hate this feeling of being pitied, but I ignored it.

I couldn't blame him for not knowing what to say. He must have felt this way before. Everyone here must have. Frustrated by the lack of memories of who or what they were before.

I don't have my identity.

"You wanna know how I got this limp?"

I was snapped out of my thoughts when his question rang out. I looked at him and frowned, "Do I have a choice?"

"No, I'm afraid not."

And just like that, we were back to chuckling again.

Maybe talking wasn't so bad after all.

No.

"It was basically a failed suicide attempt."

I widened my eyes at him, "What the fuck, Newt?"

"What?" he snickered.

I just stared at him in disbelief and shock.

How could he just blurt that out so casually?

"You can't just drop that out of the blue, you know."

He laughed, "But it's the reason why I got this limp, how was I supposed to tell you then?"

I shrugged.

"Alright, alright," he said, taking a deep breath. "We went out to run the maze one time."

My eyebrows shot up, and he chuckled. "Yeah, I was once a Runner. But not anymore, because I thought climbing an ivy to the top of the wall and jumping off would end all the pain and suffering I felt at the time."

"But it didn't. It didn't end my life." He continued, his voice softer.

I listened to him intently, slightly turning my whole body to face him. He stayed silent for a while. I thought about how I would reply to that, but I over-thought it too much.

"So why'd you think that was a good idea?" I blurted out, not considering how it might sound.

It sounded sarcastic, which made me realize I'm actually bad at this vulnerable stuff.

I always end up being too blunt with people just because I don't have any clue about social cues. I end up saying the wrong things or the tone is bad when it comes to certain situations. It always sounds mean or sarcastic.

Way to fucking go, Wren!

I need to at least act kind to them. It's the only way to get allies.

Allies? Yes, just escape.

I expected him to get mad, and say how rude it was. But instead, he just snickered.

"I'm sorry for that shitty reply– question– whatever." I stuttered, feeling really embarrassed. "I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry, I wasn't thinking–"

He chuckled some more, "It's quite fine, Wren. It doesn't affect me anymore. That 'depressed lame guy' is now gone." He gave me a reassuring smile.

"Anyway," he continued, "thankfully, Minho found me right after I hit the ground. Fast forward to now, we're closer than ever, along with Tommy. My nights are now full of laughter instead of cries, thanks to those two shucks." He scoffed.

I hesitated, not wanting to mess up again, but it was like my mouth had a mind of its own.

"I'm glad that stupid decision of yours didn't end your life. I don't even think I'd be able to keep on going if you weren't here." I turned to look at him, letting him see the sincerity in my eyes.

He was slightly taken aback, and I was too, but he quickly replaced it with a smile, "Thank you, Wren. That means a lot, especially coming from a stone-cold-hearted person like you." He joked which made me laugh a little. "And I assure you, no stupid decisions like that would ever happen again."

I scoffed playfully, "Damn right it won't. And don't get used to it 'cuz you'll never see it again, this side of me." I rolled my eyes.

I couldn't believe Newt tried that, and something in me just wanted to comfort him for life. I didn't know him that well, but I knew he didn't deserve that.

No one deserves that.

"Like I said, I'm fine now, Wren." He reassured me again, putting his hands behind him and leaning back. "I no longer want to jump off the wall," he smiled. "Thanks to Thomas."

Newt was now smiling softly when he mentioned Thomas's name.

This guy is so unpredictable. First, he casually drops the "attempt" bomb as if it didn't give me a heart attack, and now, he has heart eyes.

What?

I glanced at him, "He's really your best friend, huh?"

He nodded but his eyes almost popped out when he realized what he said, "And Minho! Thanks to Thomas and Minho."

Does he even get what I was hinting at?

Nevermind, it's none of my business.

Newt took a deep breath after daydreaming for what felt like hours and stood up, offering his hand out to me. "C'mon, Wren. Let's make some s'mores."

"You guys have s'mores?" I raised my eyebrows as I accepted his hand but I quickly took it back when I got up.

"Why wouldn't we?" He replied, grinning.

Maybe he can be my 'almost friend'.

A/N: rraAHHH my girlie is finally having a character dev (i think :0) with the help of Newt<33

Hope you guys enjoy this filler chapter!! Let me know if y'all want more chapters like these that are just mostly dialogues between characters and who y'all want to see more with Wren !!