The First One || TMR

Twenty-Four

• Spencer •

I lay on the ground in front of Thomas with Chuck in between him and Minho. We laid in front of the doors of the Maze as it got darker.

"They're not coming...are they?" Chuck whispers.

"They'll come." Thomas assures. "I promise."

"Like Hailey promised she'd get me to my parents." Chuck snaps.

"Dude, she promised and we're gonna get out of here soon. We just haven't made a plan yet..." Thomas sighs. "Gives us time, Chuck."

"Thomas I've been here a lot longer than you have. Maybe not as long as Minho but I already hate it."

"I know Chuck! I haven't been here but 5 days or 6 maybe. Or maybe a week I don't know but I hate it to!" Thomas sits up.

I suddenly hear running and heavy breathing coming from inside the Maze. I sit up slowly seeing a running/limping figure coming our way. It's just one though. No telling which one since they both limp now.

I don't see hair waving around so it's more than likely Newt. He came to a running/stomping halt taking deep breaths in and out.

"Where's Hailey?" Thomas stands up.

When Newt didn't answer he got furious.

"Where is she, Newt?!"

"The...The section." Newt breaths heavily. "It...we separated...I promised." His eyes suddenly watered up.

"You just left her?!" Thomas shouts again.

"Thomas! Shut up!" I turn around to look at him. Without warning Thomas ran in to The Maze.

"Thomas!" I scream.

• Hailey •

He left me.

All alone.

We began to run towards a section that was about to close when I had tripped on something. Newt had got a head start to the other side. I got up scrambling to my feet and I knew I didn't have a chance. He was on the other side looking at me knowing I wouldn't make it.

So we just went our separate ways.

So now I'm trying to find my way towards the Glade and everything around me looks so unfamiliar. I didn't know what the right ways were to go or where to go. It was helpless.

Maybe I should just let a Griever take me. Take me where it took Alby. That sounds really nice. That is until a scream told me that not to consider it.

"Hailey!" A voice screams as I run.

My muscles were basically pudding right now. I'd be surprised if I'd ever be able to anything ever again. I could feel my body was wanting to give up due to the lack of hydration.

The thought of water made me want to hope that's someone who wants to save me. Maybe it was Newt. I could tell it wasn't though. I didn't hear the odd accent. After running for ages I finally found the source that screamed my name.

"Thomas." I breathe.

• Newt •

"I promised her I wouldn't let us get separated." I chug the water that Spencer got me.

"What happened?" Chuck asks. "Is she still alive?"

I shrug, "I dunno, Chucky."

"That's sick." Minho spats. "You just left her there all alone didn't go lookin' for 'er. That's shuckin' sick, Newt. I thought you were shuckin' better than that. At least Thomas and I went lookin' when we were all three out there."

"Minho, just calm down. He wasn't thinkin'. He's never been in there past when the doors would close." Spencer tries defending him.

"Why are you defendin' him?! You said yourself you don't know what you would do if something happened to her. So why defend him?!" He snaps.

"Because! I...I...I love him!" She blurts before covering her mouth unexpectedly.

• Thomas •

She ran tiredly into my arms and I helped her stay up straight.

"Hailey, Hailey, you have to work with me, okay? Can you help me get through this, darlin'?" I look at her.

"O...o...okay." She finally gets out; breathing heavily. "You just called me darlin'." She laughs softly.

"Hailey, please focus." I help her stand up. "Please, for me. Newt."

"Shuck Newt." She turns mad all of a sudden. "He left me to die. Shuck him."

I sigh, "For me, Spencer and Chuck."

"And Minho."

"Yeah, and Minho." I smile. "C'mon." I grip her hand running back the exact way I came.

"Thomas, my legs really hurt." She runs with me.

"I know, we've gotta get outta here though. Can you do that? A couple more minutes at least?"

She nods helplessly taking good breaths as Minho taught us.

"Do you not have anymore water in your pack?" I slow down to get behind her to check her pack. I pull out the water bottle to see there's not even a sign of water. "Have you touched this, Hailey?"

She shakes her head, "No. I haven't touched my pack. I only touched it to put it on."

I purse my lips, "Minho didn't pack your water bottle."

• Spencer •

"You what?" Minho spoke speechlessly.

"Nothin'." I sit down looking at the doors. Suddenly I see Thomas dragging Hailey back. "Thomas?" They both get back and Hailey falls to the ground and rolls on her back taking heavy breaths gasping for air.

"Chuck go get some water." I say immediately. "Take deep breaths." I look at Hailey.

"I know." She gulps. "Minho taught us."

"Gotta teach my Runners how to breath. Its the main part of runnin'." Minho smirks.

Once she got control of her breath she looked at Newt.

"Shuck you. I bloody hate your guts."

"I'm sor-"

"-You promised!" She shouts at him with teared up eyes. "I believed you, Newt!"

"I know! I wanted to try and find you but I didn't know where to go! I'm so sorry." He whispers the last part.

Chuck comes back with a small cup full of water. Hailey sits up takes a sip then throws the rest in Newt's face.

"Well then." I whisper.

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