𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒-Maze Runner, Thomas

𝟬𝟮𝟰.threats, a broken hand but no Kiara

It had been a week since I had last seen Kiara. It had felt like an eternity.

Everyday I was hoping for her to just magically appear behind the door, open it and say 'surprise' or something stupid like that.

But she never came. Rachel came back into our room two days after everything happened. She wasn't allowed to move her hand too much since it was still broken.

Rachel was as devastated as me about it all. We hadn't talked about it yet though. And neither had we told the other girls what happened.

There was something about telling the story that would make it seem like Kiara did something really bad. And they knew nothing about the guard.

I still didn't know his name.

May he rot in hell.

Only Thomas, Rachel and I knew.

Sonya and especially Harriet and some of the younger girls had been really upset about not getting any information but both Rachel and I were fantastic at ignoring others.

Sadly, that meant also ignoring each other.

When she had been escorted through the door we exchanged glances for a second but that had been it.

No 'hi, how are you?'. Nothing.

I knew she missed Kiara.

I spent most of my free time in bed or reading Thomas's books in the corner of the bathroom.

He hadn't visited me yet. I was there twice in the last week but he had been distant the whole time, which really wasn't usual for him.

I was starting to worry. And I felt like he was keeping something for me. That was also making me mad. God I was so mad. At everything and everyone.

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It was a tiring afternoon today. I was sitting in the bathroom again, leaning on the wall. I was wearing some white pants the employees had washed again.

I had read all the books Thomas gave me. Now there was nothing to keep my mind off things.

I had to face my thoughts.

When I shifted in my sitting position something sharp was pressing in my thigh. I reached inside the pockets of my pants and pulled out something shiny.

Silver, but not really.

With a gasp I let the thing fall to my feet.

That couldn't be true.

Kiara's knife. I was wearing her pants.

But if I was wearing her pants...what was she wearing?

The thought of that physically made my stomach hurt and I wrapped my arms around myself, staring at the silver blade on the floor.

This was sick.

That little blade had killed a grown man.

My younger friend had killed a grown man.

Everything sucked at the moment.

I wasn't talking to the others, the teachers were more strict, Thomas was behaving weird and now I got Kiara's pants and her knife.

What would happen next?

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"-I bet she tried to get with one of the guards, thats why she has to sleep alone now."