(Y/n)'s POV

The girl presses the blade a little more as Thomas comes out of the hatch from stiffening fear evident in her. Thomas's eyes flicker from hers to mine, "Woah, Woah, Woah, okay just easy, alright?" Thomas says nervously to make any sudden moves. "Where am I? What is this place? Why can't I remember anything?" she asks rapidly. My sarcasm wants to drip out that I could have answered all of those questions if she would have just let me. 

"It's okay, it's all normal we've all been through this. Okay? Now your name that'll come back to you in a few days, it the one thing that they-" he starts "Teresa, my name, it's Teresa," she cuts him off. "Well, Teresa. I'm Thomas, but you already knew that but that the girl you have a knife to is (Y/n). Can you let her go so we can talk?" he asks trying to persuade her. I decided it was best for me to stay quiet I didn't know what the best course of action was honestly this was my first time being a hostage. 

"Who are you?" Teresa asks Thomas her eyes narrowing, Thomas is quiet for a minute trying to think of how to answer. "I don't know, I can't remember. Okay, none of us can remember anything. We all woke up here just like you, okay I promise. Now please let (Y/n) go," Thomas urges again reaching out slowly to remove the knife from my throat. "I'm gonna take this," he says wrapping his hand around the blade as he pulls it lightly out of her grasp.

"Okay," he sighs along with me as the knife is safely in his grasp and away from my throat. "What's going on up there! Is (Y/n) okay?" I hear Gally call "I'm fine I'm coming down," I call down to him "is she coming down," Newt asks Thomas meeting his gaze from the distance. "Um, just give us a second," Thomas calls to them as I exchange a look with Teresa before I immediately begin climbing down. 

When my feet hit the solid ground I sigh happily and Gally begins to approach me, but I stop before he can engulf me with a hug. "What are you doing?" I ask him frustrated that now that he's scared he wants to come back and act like he didn't get mad and march away from me earlier. "I was worried-" he starts "yeah I was worried about you earlier and you just said 'just leave me alone', so right now I just want to be alone," I tell him storming away from him. I hated being so angry with him, but it frustrated me that he wanted to just act like he hadn't been the one to walk away from me. 

Not to mention if he hadn't Teresa wouldn't have put a knife to my throat at all. I went to our room where I sat way too long, but it felt good to be alone away from the chaos. I couldn't take any more of it today. I heard a knock at the door around sundown and at first thought about ignoring it but got up anyway. When I opened the door it revealed Teresa behind it "oh, hey," I say awkwardly unsure of what to say, but I open the door wider letting her enter the room.

"So this is yours and Gally's room?" she asks, I guess someone clued her in "yep, this is where I stay with him," I nod "I just wanted to apologies for putting a knife to your throat, I was just scared and acting out of fear," she tells me. "It's okay I know someone else who does the same thing a lot," I tell her looking down at the bracelet Gally made me. "I know how hard the first day is, especially for you. I probably know what you're going through better than you can imagine." I tell her thinking back to my first day.

"What was it like when you first got here?" she asks causing me to sigh thinking back "well there weren't half as many gladers back then, but it was still terrifying being surrounded by only boys with no memory. Gally had to drag me out of the box, and I broke his nose fighting him," I told her she laughs "So, I guess you guys bonded over a broken nose?" she asks I shake my head "no, he hated me for a while, he didn't even talk to me without glaring until it fully recovered," I said thinking about Gally back then.

"How did you ever fall for someone like Gally? From what I heard he's kind of an asshole," she asked I shrugged off the comment "he's a lot more than an asshole," I told her laughing lightly. "He just works with me, we just fit. When one of us is upset we can usually see through each other's shields that we put up. We're able to take care of each other in a way that no one else could understand," I say thinking of all the mornings we laid in bed talking about things and the way he'd stand guard while I would wash up. 

Gally is an asshole to 99% of people but not to me and I love him because of it.