Chapter 42

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We finally made our way into the camp. It wasn't easy at first, it never is for us.

First we got to meet this Vince guy who is the leader of the place. Second Brenda was infected, but after negotiating a little we got to stay and Brenda got some kind of cure from a woman named Marie.

Sonya told us we were leaving in 2 nights. We got some change of clothing as it was quite cold up here in the mountains.

I changed my pair of dark jeans into some green cargo pants. I still held onto the shirt and thin black jacket. They gave me another thick black jacket to protect me from the cold.

I notice that Newt and Sonya were talking together. I wanted to give them space to catch up as siblings, but I was eager to talk to the girl.

I made my way towards them and they instantly stopped in their conversation when their eyes met mine. I raised my brows at them, but Sonya quickly got up and grabbed my wrist, taking me away from her brother.

We came to a small tent that was probably hers. Before I could say anything she pulled me into a hug.

"I am so happy I got to meet you." She mumbled into my shoulder. "I am sorry I don't remember you anymore though."

I gave in a slight chuckle at the girl. "That is okay, we can get to know each other now."

She pulled me towards her bed and she had a grin on her face. "Tell me everything about us before they put me up into the Maze."

The girl was eager which made me smile again at all the memories of us giggeling late at night.

"How do you even know this?"

This made me frown a little bit.

"Y-You don't have to tell-"

"No no no." I quickly told her. "I really do."

"I am not someone that really got put into the Maze to be used as a subject." I shifted in my place. "I was the daughter than no other the second boss of WCKD."

"Janson." She said with a slight disgust.

"I see he has a reputation." I smiled at her. "Don't worry I hate him probably more than you do."

So I started my story at the beginning.

"The guy I would never call my father trained me as no other then an assasin for WCKD. First when we were younger we got to play a lot, but it got disturbed by my father. He trained me from a young age. I hate it that he did that, but now I am glad that I can take down probably three of your strongest guys here. Over the years we got to see each other less and less, until I got the news that you were put into the Maze. It broke my heart that I would never get to see you again. But the worst thing is that you will never remember me. Or so I thought."

"What do you mean?"

"I got put into the Maze because I wasn't used as an subject. I was used as part of the test. They put me there to disturb the brain waves of the guys. After they finally put me out they gave me this serum that made me pass out. Everything came rushing right back into my mind. It felt like they opened a door in my mind that they had put a lock on."

"Why would they give you back your memories. They should have known that you wouldn't work with them after they put you there." I chuckled at her response. She really still was the smart girl I remember.

"I was kind of a bitch before I got placed into the Maze. Janson turned me into this monster that didn't care much about the children. But once he murdered my mother and put you in the Maze after that I lost it. They couldn't control me anymore. Maybe they thought that once I get my memories back, I will turn back into that bitch that didn't care."

"I wish I could get my memories back, I want to remember everything again." Her eyes casted down in misery.

"That is why I am here now." I began. "We were friends since I could even remember. Between the training I went through and you doing the test for WCKD we played a lot together. It was all just child games, like hide and seek, tag, playing with lego and so on. Once we grew older we got into a lot of gossip and crushed."

"You had a crush?" She questioned me with a smile on her face. We both now sat comfortually on her bed, with our backs against the headboard.

"The same crush." I told her with a laugh. I obviously got over this crush as I now see him as a brother that filled in the hole that was left when I didn't remember Sonya.

"No way!" She almost yelled. "Who."

"Minho." I said to her.

Her eyes grew wide. "No way."

"Yes way." I laughed at her. "I am obviously over it, I see him as a brother now. We are really close and he helped me through tough times."

"Did we like him at the same time?" She questioned again.

"Yes we did. We really got into a fight and-." My mind traveling to that moment. We were 15 years old at that time, 3 years ago.

"Cassie?" Sonya asked me quietly. "What is wrong?"

"It is just-" I turned to look at her. "You have to promise me one thing, please."

Sonya nodded slowly in worry. In my mind she was again my best friend, but I wasn't in hers, not yet atleast.

"I got a letter in my room one day, it said 'I like you, but you don't notice me'. It was short, but my mind went to Minho, we weren't friends. I knew it was from him or atleast I thought so. You found it eventually and you got really mad at me. We didn't talk for weeks on and I grew depressed. My training didn't go as well and I got bruises from left and right. Also getting the news that my mother had the Flare. When I tried to talk to you that I didn't know it was from Minho for sure I grew depressed. I was seeking for support, but you just wouldn't talk to me. I tried to-."

"Cassie." She spoke again in a soft tone. I licked my lips making them wet.

"I tried to, but once you saw me. All the way up there you told me not to do it. It was all very blurry to be honest. All I knew that you helped me down into your arms. The Minho thing long forgotten."

Sonya pulled me into a hug.

"I am so sorry." She mumbled.

"It is okay Liz."

She pulled away confused.

"I forgot to tell you that, didn't I?" I asked her, maybe trying to change the conversation and the tension in the room. "Your name isn't Sonya, they changed it once they took you and your brother away. It is Elizabeth. I called you Liz while Newt called you Lizzy."

"I like that one better than the name I have now." I laughed at her scentence.

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