Unintentional Subject - Book 1 In The Jessie Series

Chapter 15: Monster

My eyes shot open. They slid shut again. I felt exhausted. My arm hurt, sending waves of intense pain shooting up my arm and into the rest of my body. Maybe I should go back to sleep, and I could just die and be done. Rid the world of another monster. No one would miss me.

Minho.

My eyes snapped open when his name floated across my mind. He would miss me... wouldn't he? Maybe. But if they escaped from here he'd find another girl; just as interesting but less chaotic, less of a mess. My eyes fluttered closed again, tears stinging my eyes. My good arm clenched the teddy bear.

I hated that the creators had this, I had taken it from the little girls house. I can't remember what happened after, but they had it. And only sent it up after I spoke about it.

Remember who you are.

I remember. How could I not? I went through the changing a year and a half ago and those memories haunted me almost every night. I'm a monster. I'm a horrible person. I'm a trained killer. A murderer.

My head dropped. Pain and sorrow consumed me. A wild sob erupted. I screamed, and cried, and cursed, everything from deep in my dark broken black soul. My sobs echoed off the walls. I screamed until my voice was raw.

It was when I was quiet again did I hear the unmistakable sounds of a Griever.

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I had been running almost full out for an hour. I screamed for her. I would listen, as my despretate cries echoed off the walls. I kept going, having no idea where she would be. My anxiety climbed higher. This was exactly like a year and a half ago. Me sprinting through the maze screaming for someone.

Last time it was Newt... someone closer than a brother and now the girl who had taken my heart. Shuck!

"JESSIE?!" My screams were getting more desperate.

I skidded to a hault. I had heard something. I spun in the direction of it. I heard a scream. It was faint, hardly audible but I heard it. It was full of pain and anguish. I felt my heart stop. It was Jessie. She was screaming and it didn't stop.

I sprinted back down the hall and took the closest hall towards her scream. She must be close to the intersection of section four and five. I rounded a corner and stopped dead. A scream frozen in my throat. At the end of the hall was a Griever.

It lifted it's head and it's black beady eyes looked right at me. An inexplicable fear hit me like a brick wall. I crumpled to the floor and scrambling backwards. The Griever didn't move. It looked back down at the ground. That's when I saw it was standing over someone. I saw black hair. The scream finally left my mouth.

The Griever looked back at me and I swear it smiled. It's long tail flew over its body like a whip. The claw opened and closed a few times, and then slammed down into the ground, around Jessie's limp body.

"No!"

It slowly closed around her and it lifted her into the air, her arms and flopped and her head rolled and hung at an awkward angle.

"No!" I screamed louder. I somehow got onto my feet, my legs still wouldn't work.

I saw the stinger slowly extend.

"No!" It seemed that's all my brain could think of.

The Griever stabbed her, making her body twitch. The stinger retracted the claw opened and dropped her body back to the ground which was starting to twitch. Without doing anything else, like it's work was done it backed up and left. I spied a big gash in its body and a knife sticking out of the side of its head.