005- Fingers crossed

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            I just realized I published this by accident two days ago when I started working on it. Mb to anyone who literally had to read my rough draft titled "Idk yet" BYE. Anyways here!

Y/n's Pov:
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"Help! Somebody Help!" A desperate scream echoes through out the glade.

My head snaps towards the door of the med hut.

What if that was Minho or Newt?

Standing up abruptly, I sprinting towards the door, swinging it open. I accidently elbow Clint, one of the med jacks in the process.

"Sorry!" I yelp tripping out the door.

I second later I'm outside, frantically looking around for the person in distress.

The greenie bursts out from the tree line, an angry Ben trailing behind him.

Ben catches up, diving for him and tackles the greenie, nailing him to the ground.

"I saw you! You did this!" His face contorted in anger, eyes almost bulging from his skull, black veins seemed to trail up his neck. Ben had the greenie in a choke hold, pushing down hard.

A wretched scream escaped the greenies mouth, so raw I could almost feel his pain.

"I'll kill you" Ben growls.

I grab the nearest object, which happened to be a shovel to my right.

Sprinting towards them, I swing the shovel back and slam it down on Ben's head with as much force as I can muster, he rolls off the greenie instantly with a groan.

"Hold him down." I command, five boys take a hold of Ben's savage figure as he thrashes to escape their grip. His manic eyes stared down the greenie.

The greenie still lay on the floor, gazing up at me.

"What the hell happened?" I question.

He stands up quickly, heaving.

"I-I don't know. He just attacked me." He says in disbelief.

I nod in acknowledgement, switching my gaze  to Ben eyeing him up and down. His sclera was turning black, pale skin nearly gray, on top of that he was livid, almost savage.

I've seen this before, I know what it is.

I just hope I'm wrong.

"lift up his shirt."

Under his shirt a puncture wound reveals it's self, from it sprouting venom black veins which extend up his torso.

"He's been stung." Gally states.

"In the middle of the day though? That's never happened before."

"Put him in the slammer, we have banish him tomorrow." Alby speaks up.

"No! Please no! I can get better, I promise." Ben pleads. He's sobbing at this point, begging for a second chance.

He catches my gaze.

"Y/n, you know me, you know I can change, tell them. Tell them!"

I can't watch, my eyes bare into the ground refusing a glance at him. Ben was a runner with me and Minho, so I've grown somewhat of a friendship with him, the Ben I know is kind, outgoing, loyal.

This isn't Ben anymore.

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       The stars were beautiful tonight.

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