TW ⚠️MENTIONS OF SUICIDE⚠️ TW

I wake up to the sound of voices.

"Why did you gaslight Vivian?" Newt's voice asks.

"What do you mean?" That's Frypan.

"I give up" he sighs. "I'm going to get Vi for breakfast"

"You do that" I can hear Fry's grin.

I hear the door squeak open. "Morning"

"Oh you're awake. It's time for breakfast. I also saved you a pie." Newt says.

I perk up. "Pie?"

"Yeah, apple and peach."

"Exactly what I collected yesterday" I mumble.

"Yeah"

"Ok I'm coming" I climb out of bed. "Let's go"

"Um.. Are you going to change?" He asks.

I look down at my black and grey pj pants and black tank-top. Not that bad. "Nah"

"Alright" We walk out to the kitchen.

"Hey Vi, Hi Newt" Ian says when we walk in.

"Hi Ian" I smile.

Newt leaves my side walking to the fridge. "Apple or Peach?"

"Doesn't matter." I tell him sitting down at the island.

"Apple. Or. Peach." He says again.

"Doesn't matter" I say again.

"Which bloody pie do you want?!"

"Apple I guess" I say.

"Thank you" he says bring me a slice.

"Of course" he smiles the crinkles in the corner of his eyes become more noticable.

Once I finish I hand my dish to Fry. "What do you need me to do?"

"Could you go get some veggies?" Fry asks.

"Sure" I walk out Newt following me. I grab a basket.

"Here I'll do it" Newt grabs his own basket.

"I can do it. You can go do your work." I tell him.

"It's fine I can help." He tells me.

"No seriously I can do it" I tell him.

"Are you sure?" He asks.

"No... But I'll figure it out. You've missed work a lot to help me!"

"It's fine. We have enough Track-hoes to do the work I can help you." He says.

I grunt. "Fine"

He beams. "Then it's settled. Let's go"

We walk over to the garden.

"Thank you Newt."

"Of course" he smiles. "Could you go ask what veggies he needs?"

"Sure" I waddle off to the kitchen.

"Your back" Fry says.

"Yeah what veggies do you need?"

"Carrots, cucumbers, I'm making my stew" he says.

"Oh ok" I walk back to Newt where he has a chair on the grass just beside the garden.

"What does he need?" Newt asks.

"He's making his stew." I tell him. "Also what's the chair for?"

"You."

"Wait what?"

"The chair is for you to sit on. You can't stand for that long and you can't sit in the dirt. So I got you a chair." Newt says.

I smile sitting down. "Thank you Newt"

"Of course. Now tell me about yourself or something"

"Um.. My name is Vivian.. I'm.. Woat how old am I?"

Newt looks up at me. "Maybe 16, 17 or maybe 18"

"Wow.. Your like 17 or 18" I tell him.

"I know.. I was 13 or 14 when I was put in this hell hole"

"13?! If you've been here for like three years how have you not found a way out yet?" I ask.

"Good question. Ask the Runners" He says.

"How come your not a Runner?" I ask.

Newt freeze where he is. "I was..." He mumbles.

"What? How come you quit?" I ask nervous for the answer.

"I jumped"

"What?" I ask.

"I-I was is a dark place.." Newt explains. "I jumped off the maze wall.."

"Newt..." Is all I say.

"Minho and Alby found me tangled in the vines. My leg was broken. Clint, Jeff and Jack did all they could to fix it but I'll never be able to run normally again."

"Newt.. I'm so sorry..." I tell him.

"It's alright. It's not your fault" he tell me.

"I know..." I wipe the tears out of my eyes but they keep coming.

"Oh.. Vi.." he stands up and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back.

"I'm so so sorry Newt" I tell him again.

"It's not your fault. It was in the past. All that matters is that I'm ok now"

"Ok." We stay like that for awhile.

"We still need to get the veggies." Newt eventually says.

"Right" we break apart and he bends back down to get the veggies.

"Why are you picking tomatoes?" I ask.

"Because they're  veggies..."

"No they're fruit.."

"Then ketchup would be a smoothie." He says still picking them.

"So?"

"Thats kinda nasty. And it would also mean that you can put them in in a fruit salad."

"Yes it's a fruit it doesn't mean it's a good one!" I laugh.

"Just like zucchini" Newt laughs as well.

"That's a vegetable" I tell him.

"I know" Newt laughs placing the last tomato in the bin. "Almost done"

"How?!" I ask.

"I pick my veggies fast." He grins.

"I guess so" I smile.

"So back to our old conversation. Tell me a bit about you"

"Well I don't know a thing about me. My memory was wiped by some idiots" I shrug.

"Well... What's your favorite color?"

"Hm.. Like a orangey yellow." I say.

"Favorite flower?"

"Probably a light colored rose."

"Favorite time of day?"

"Sunset or sunrise. Now it's my turn"

"Ok" He agrees

"Favorite meal?"

"Probably mashed potatoes, chicken and corn"

"Yum. That does sound good. Favorite color"
  
"Forest green"

"Flower?"

"Daffodils"

Hm.. "Whens your birthday?"

"I don't actually know."

"Oh.. I don't know mine either."

"Back to my questions"

"Ok."

"Favorite meal?"

"Hm.. Cesser salad and Mac and cheese"

"That's a really random selection of food" Newt notes.

"I guess. But it's still good. Theac and cheese has to be very cheesy though"

"Noted" he mumbles then says louder. "Favorite activity?"

"I like to write... Oh and Sew! Crochet as well!" I grin. "I could take your measurements later"

"Sure! Are you going to make a shirt, pants, sweater?"

"I think I'll make a sweater or shirt. Which one would you want?"

"Sweater please "

"Alright what color would you want?"

"Any." He smiles. "I also have the veggies now"

"Oh ok" I take the bucket and bring it back to Fry.