The First One || TMR

Twenty

• Hailey •

"Hailey, you should never trust Thomas, my dear." Chancellor Paige said.

"But, Thomas, he's my best friend here. Well besides his sister but Thomas has helped me. Through Newt leaving and all." I looked up at her. "I can't not trust, Tommy."

"No, you're not allowed to. And just giving him a nickname will not help. He's competition, Hailey. He's just trying to distract you. Trust me."

"No no no no I can't." I shook my head beginning to cry. "I have to trust, Tommy. He's my best friend. I love him. He no! I won't listen to you!" I screamed the last sentence.

"Hailey, you're special. Listen to me."

"No! Leave me alone! Thomas!" I screamed and ran away from the woman.

"Hailey." The Chancellor warned. "Get back here, my dear."

"Leave me alone!" I screamed. I felt crazy, like this was a test of some kind. As if I were hearing voices. She did that to us a lot. "I hate you! I hate this place! Thomas!" I screamed things after things as I continued running.

Suddenly out of nowhere she appeared in front of me causing me to scream and turn around. People grabbed me and I felt something sharp in my arm.

"Tommy." I whispered before the dark took completely over.

Someone was shaking me awake and I opened my eyes to see Thomas there. I throw my arms around him nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

"I'm right here. You were having a nightmare or something." He rubs my back. "You were screaming my name. And screaming leave me alone. And I can't. Wanna talk about it?"

I shake my head just snuggling into his neck and gripping his shirt. He sighs before I feel something stab into my back. I let go of Thomas trying to catch my breath and see him holding a knife.

"T-Tommy." I stutter out as I fell, rolling on my back.

He was smirking while examining the knife. I start seeing spots in my vision as I try to focus on him.

"I need to kill you." He smirks.

"T-Tommy no." I breathe.

"See WICKED is good. I've come to figure that out. And the Chancellor well she just wants you dead." He chuckles and straddles my waist.

"Tommy, pl-please. Fight them." I was having trouble staying awake.

He brings the knife up then plunges it into my stomach. I take in a big gasp trying to catch the air again. But I couldn't. And...I...just close my eyes.

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I shoot up with a big gasp, Thomas right beside me. I look at both of his hands then behind him. Check my stomach then my back, seeing no blood anywhere I throw my arms around his neck. I nuzzle into the crook of his neck figuring I had a dream after dream thing.

"Are you ok? One point you were screaming leave me alone. And my name. And I can't. Are you ok, Hailey?"

"I am now." I grip his shirt not wanting to let go. "Just don't stab me."

"Stab you?" He laughs. "What are you talking about?"

"Just, promise, please?" I plead.

"Okay okay I promise not to stab you. Hailey?" He pulls back.

"Hm?" I rub under my eyes as I look up at him.

"What's with the stabbing thing?"

"Just I had a dream and then I had another one where you woke me up and you were comforting me and then you stabbed me in the back. I rolled onto my back then you straddled me and just threw the knife into my stomach. And I died." I shrug slowly.

"I would never kill you like that." He hugs me again. "If I would have to kill you it would have to like sacrifice you for Chuck." He chuckles.

"Thomas, that isn't funny." I hit his shoulder. "That actually really hurts."

"I was kidding. I wouldn't kill you."

I look around noticing we were in a different pit from what we were in.

"Where's Minho? And Newt? Spencer? Chucky?" I look at him.

"I actually have no clue." He gets up to look out the door. "But Gally won't let us out of here until he wants us out of here." He sighs, turning around but still leaning on the door. "What was your dream about?"

"I told you, you woke me-"

"-No. The first one."

"Oh, well, um, I don't really wanna say..." I trail off.

He knits his brows in confusment still standing the way he was.

"Last time I told some of my dream I basically almost died."

"But didn't you say when I first got here that you could trust me?"

I bite my lip, "Um, yeah, but I don't wanna tell, just please, Thomas."

"I'm not mad, just curious." He eyes me. "Just curious." He repeats in a whisper.

"Well I'm sorry I can't help your curiosity. It's not my problem. It's your's." And this would be where I walk away from him. Which I just might be able to do.

I notice the rope on the loose a little bit. I walk over to, yank it quickly and feeling successful with my success throw it open. Now this is where I walk away.

I climb out, make sure Gally isn't around then go to the look out tree. I quickly climb up the ladder and thank god it was empty and nobody was up here. I crawl over to the corner and just sit there.

• Spencer •

"Why's Gally go people runnin' around?" I whisper to Newt.

"Because, my sister was bloody stupid and got out the pit. But I don't understand why. She like loves Tommy-Boy right?" He looks at me.

I shrug, "I mean it'd make sense. But y'know they could've gotten into a fight and she couldn't stand to be with him. There's a lot of possibilities, Newt. Don't worry she couldn't've gone to far, right?"

"If you mean not run in the bloody Maze...no. She's that stupid." Newt looks at me. "I don't mean that in a mean way just y'know she would." He sighs. "I don't want to be mad at 'er but y'know then again I kinda have to be for 'er sakes." He sighs.

"Why?"

"'Cuz if Gally thinks I'm not worried or mad he'll think I had something to with it. Or think I'm the one who let 'er out. Think we had a plan or somethin'."

"So basically two of those reasons was all about you. Wow Newt, selfish much." I roll my eyes before walking off.

"Spencer, god I didn't mean it that way." He limps up to me. "I really didn't. I'm sorry."

"Yeah." I roll my eyes.

"Hey, Newt, Spencer." Someone whispers.

We look to the side to see Thomas just sitting there in the pit. We walk over to it and Newt quickly closed the door.

"How the hell did she leave?" I ask.

"The rope was loose so she yanked and it opened." He shrugs.

"That's not what she meant, Thomas." Newt looks at him. "Why did she get out?"

"We got into a fight."

"Told ya." I look over at Newt. He just gives me a stern look.

"What about?" He looks back at Thomas.

"She had another one of those dream things. Or flashback. Whatever you wanna call 'em." He sighs. "I was just trying to help but she was scared and wouldn't tell me. And she had a bad dream but I figured out what that was about."

"Dammit, Thomas. SHE'S MISSIN' MAN!" Newt yells.

"Newt! She couldn't of g-"

A scream cut me off.

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