She was there since the beginning. People trusted her, she trusted them. She was the light in the glade. But when WCKD gives them an option to sacrifice her to the maze. They all betray her. The ones that were there have to live with that guilt...
"Remember the day Cause this is what dreams should always be I just want to stay I just want to keep this dream in me You're losing your memory now You're losing your memory now"
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Aaron gripped his hands on the steering wheel as his eyes kept flickering to the revere mirror, as he watched Jorge driving behind them. He shook his head, not believing Clara was so stupid to go out there and to not tell anyone? If they weren't there she and the rest of them would be dead right now.
He let out a deep breath as he flicked the radio, a new song blasting in his ears as he looked to the little figuring on the dashboard that held the blue bandana around it. "What are we going to do about her? Huh?" He sighed, shaking his head.
Aaron soon came to a stop and parked the jeep. He got out, slamming his door shut as he made his way over to the other car. "Aaron, wait a second." Newt went to stop him, seeing his angry face but Aaron just shoved his arm out of his way.
"What the hell are you doing?" Aaron didn't yell, but his tone was forceful.
Clara climbed out of the back of the car as she leaned against it, looking at Aaron. She pinched the bridge of her nose, as she closed her eyes, shaking her head slightly. "We're getting Minho." She answered simply.
"Yeah-I can see that. But you can't just leave in the middle of the night with your glader friends." Aaron told her seriously. He was like a parent lecturing their child.
Clara rubbed her forehead before she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at him. "We can't wait-"
"First off. Don't roll your eyes at me and second-"
"We don't have time for this-"
"You're not thinking straight. You're not thinking at all-"
"RON WHY CANT YOU SEE MY SIDE ON THIS-"
The two were basically yelling at one another until Aaron kicked the side of the car in anger, finally having enough. "WHAT ABOUT MY SIDE?! Huh?" He had his arms out to his side before pointing both of his hands to his chest. "What about me?" His tone was much quieter now.
The others watched the scene unfold in front of them, but Jorge made a slight whistle, telling them to pay attention to what he had to say while the two had their 'little talk'.
"You don't give a single flying fuck what happens to you. I know that. I've known that since the day I met you in the Scorch." Aaron shook his head slightly.
