Without a nose

V

I got home just in time before a storm made its way across the sky. Grey clouds took over and hide the burning sun so it could no longer be seen.

I curled into a ball attempting to keep myself warm. I was sheltered which was good but i knew that if one lighting strike hit this building, it would come crushing down, burying me underneath.

The sound of the rain allowed me to think, it was peaceful and i liked it, even the thunder was welcoming. I could clear my mind and think for the first time in ages, let the racing thoughts run out of energy and stay still for a while. Thought ate at my brain constantly but they were sleeping at the sound of the weather.

I was confused. Why would he kidnap me, let me go but take my gun, stab me, clean the wound then give me the gun back. It made no sense and it was driving me insane trying to decipher it all into something that i could understand.

I didn't like the guy, or did i? He was an asshole, self centred. But a part of me saw that he was different underneath his facade. I did see his sensitive side but he saw mine too, did that make me weak? I let my walls down for him. A random guy i met not that long ago because he and his weirdo friends kidnapped me and then stole my gun.

I needed to stop thinking about him, why was i even thinking about him?

"Ehhhhhhhhh." I shouted out in frustration. running my hands through my hair bring my knees to my chest.

I looked on the wall in front on me. I had carved Liv's name on the wall a while back. I missed her, she was the only friend i've ever really know. Yeah i had other people in the maze but it's wasn't the same, they treated me differently. I never fitted in, i don't understand why. Beth, one of the girls, gave me dirty looks constantly like i'de but shit in her breakfast. I stayed with Liv, kept away from the rest, did my part. It's all i could do.

Sometime i wish i could start it all again, Right from the beginning, change, try to be different. But then again i wouldn't be who i was now without the old me. Shy, kept to herself, cared what people thought.

I'm guessing Gally was from one of the other mazes from the little we talked. He's the first person i've met who also went through the maze trials. Why were WCKD doing this to innocent people? What is the benefit of ruining over hundreds of teenagers life, and taking away the memories of the life they used to know.

It didn't matter now i guess, i'm here now.

I kept my mind blank staring at the ceiling until sleep took me into dreams. Dreams that made no sense, they were all so confusing. People i've never met and places i've never been.