The Death Cure Trials (TMR Love Triangle)

Five - The Scorch Trials

"Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies and ways to say you died."

Penelope

It was approximately 6:37AM when Thomas spoke to me, and around 6:45AM when I had finally built up the courage to respond to him. In all honesty, I didn't think he'd ever respond, and I hadn't known what to do or think when he finally did communicate with me.

I had far too many questions, such as where they were, if Newt was okay, what they were doing, if Aris was there, if they were still with W.I.C.K.E.D., but all of my concerns seemed to dissolve as soon as I heard the soothing lull of his voice bouncing off of every corner of the inside of my head.

I spent hours, days even, annoyed with Thomas, trying to fuel the fire and hate him for the words he had spoken to me, but it was as though all of the anger had been let go of when I thought he died the night I left the maze with Gally. I ought to be angry, perhaps, but maybe I'm just glad he's alive at this point.

So now I sit in the new camp, simply staring off the edge of the cliff I was sat at as my legs dangled off, staring into the distance as the sun was still rising. I didn't want to stay out for too long at the prospect of being burnt by the harsh, scorch sunlight, so I assumed I'd go back inside the tents once I had seen the sunrise. My legs swung in circles, then forwards and backwards, off the edge of the cliff as all of my thoughts collected in a messed-up manner which had no solid rhythm to it whatsoever.

Today was the day Gally was leaving the camp, and I knew this only because I had been told last night when he woke me up. Vince had told him that when we arrived at the new camp, he'd have to leave by mid-day to be deployed into the Last City, under the control of a man he called Lawrence, though I wasn't entirely sure who that was whatsoever.

I was nervous, it would be the first time I'd have to leave Gally behind, and after what happened last time, I was much less than prepared for it. I didn't want him to go, but I knew that I'd have to let him go if Vince truly did want more Right Arm soldiers associates to be deployed into the Last City, especially those who are immune from the flare like Gally.

My shoulders shook with every heaving breath, simply trying to find a solid ground to latch onto as I sat there, closing my eyes as the warm sun continued rising in front of me.

Where are you? It was Thomas, this time. He had spoken first again, and I wasn't sure if I even wanted to reply whatsoever.

My head strained with a newfound aching sensation as I chose to communicate with Thomas through our minds.

The mountains, we made it.

Who are you with?

I pause at the question, unsure as to why Thomas didn't even want background information, or to ask how I was feeling.