𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐊, that was once Eleanor's, as she propped up her now sprained foot on a stack of pillows she had robbed from the unoccupied bunks.
She wasn't in the mood to devise a plan to get up the ladder, let alone down it without her bandage getting caught on the frame or her rolling off and spraining her other foot.
The doctors refused to give her pain killers for a reason that they refused to tell her and gave her some sleeping pills instead to 'sleep off the pain,'. She didn't know how long she had slept for, not having a clock, but she did know that it had just been dinner time and she had missed it. The last meal she had was some pancakes that a nurse had stole from breakfast for her.
During her exciting journey to the medical wing, she was told by a nurse that she had a thing called AGHB or something, Charlotte wasn't paying attention to her and was daydreaming about the safe haven she had heard about, how all of her friends would be so happy to see her.
She missed her friends a lot. She felt empty without them, like there was a friend-shaped hole in her heart and nobody was there to fill it. She wore her redcap, and clutched her map in her hands, her fingers tracing the lightly against the crumbles of the paper. Charlotte had never felt so alone in the entire 4 and half years of her life that she actually remembered.
This didn't last very long because suddenly, a brunette boy popped up at the window in her door and frantically pointed to the handle. She limped over to the door, instantly opening the door. "Come on we gotta go!" the boy put his hand on the small of her back and guided her out of her room. Wait, is that the boy from the cafeteria? It definitely is.
"What?" Charlotte had was so confused, where did she gotta go to?
"It's still WICKED, me and my friends are escaping, this is the only chance we have, are you coming?" He tilted his head slightly to the left looking down at her. "I can explain everything else once we're outta here."
Charlotte didn't know a lot about WICKED, but she did know that they were not very nice, so she accepted his offer with acquiesce and followed him through the corridors as best as she could with her injured foot.
The brunette seemed to notice this as he tried to throw her arm over his shoulders, but she could only tiptoe away from all of the guards that way so he just kept his hand on the small of her back for support.
"I'm Thomas by the way," He said, not out of breath at all.
"Like the train?"
"What?"
"It doesn't matter, I'm Charlotte." she answered breathily.
Turning a right, Charlotte saw a group of boys and one girl sprinting towards the exit door. "There it is!"
The group turned round for a split second before continuing to run towards the opening. A blonde boy shook his head at Thomas, trying to hold back a smile and turned back to the group "He went back for that bloody girl he hasn't shut up about," he smirked, teasingly.
Thomas ignored the boy's comments and swiped the key card.
'DECLINED'
"Shit, no,no,no,no" he muttered under his breath.
"Thomas!" a voice called out that Charlotte instantly recognised - Janson. She whipped her head around to see him standing in front of at least 10 guards with bullet proof shields - why isn't he behind them, is he stupid? Does he want to get shot or something?
Thomas passed the card into the hands of Charlotte and gave her a nod of reassurance before taking the gun off of a boy, who had perfectly styled, black hair and a navy blue shirt.
Loading the gun, Thomas shouted "Open this door Janson!"
Janson continued walking closer and closer towards the group, his hands raised, "You really don't want me too," he smirked.
"Obviously we do," Charlotte muttered under her breathe, not meaning for anyone to hear it, but it caused a tall, dark-skinned boy to chuckle at her comment. She looked up at his and smiled slightly.
"You open this door NOW, JANSON!" Thomas' voice got louder with each threat.
"Listen to me, the maze is one thing to you... kids, but you wouldn't last a day in the scorch." Janson walked even closer, hands still raised. "If the elements don't kill you, the cranks will."
Cranks? The frack is a crank???
"Thomas, you have to believe me." he continued "I only want what's best for you, all of you."
Thomas' grip tightened on the gun, flexing his biceps slightly. He cocked his head to the side slightly, "Yeah, and let me guess, wicked is good too?"
Janson lowered his hands and grinned, lowering his hands. "You're not getting through that door, Thom-"
BEEP. 'Access granted' appeared in green on the screen. The door lifted, revealing two boys.
"Hey guys," the one with a fringe smiled. Charlotte smiled back stepping out of the door, but not walking away from it.
Thomas looked back at the door in disbelief, he look back at Janson, then back at the door again, double checking that it was definitely open before shooting his gun at the guards a few times before it ran out of bullets.
He threw the gun at Janson, running as fast as he could towards the door, that was now closing.
"Shut the main vault door!!" Janson bellowed.
"Come on Thomas!" Charlotte shouted. The two's eyes met and Thomas ran even faster.
"You can do it Thomas!"
"Come on, Tommy!"
"Don't look back Thomas," Thomas didn't seem to hear this as he look back several times at the guards behind him.
Just as the door was about to shut, he slid himself under it, just making it.
Charlotte helped him up off the floor, grabbing his forearm and dragging him back away from a boy who was hitting the key-card box, sending sparks flying every where.
"Thomas, what's going on?" The only other girl in the group asked. Charlotte had never been so happy to see another girl.
Charlotte flinched and jumped slightly into Thomas when Janson's face appeared in the window. The brunette boy stiffened at her touch. She awkwardly shuffled away from him, smiling slightly, "Sorry his face is just nightmare fuel,"
Letting out a deep breath, he replied "I-uh it's okay," Biting his lip slightly, he held his middle finger up to Janson's furious face.
"Come on, let's go!" Someone's hand grabbed Charlotte's upper arm and began to run through the building.
"We gotta go, quick!"
They made it to another door, Thomas stood there checking it out for a second, before grabbing the latch and opening it. There was nothing but sand swirling through the air and a painfully dark sky.
"Come on, Char!" Thomas grabbed her wrist and ran out into the scorch.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 ꨄ
yayy they finally met properly!!
please tell me if there's any mistakes!
GUYS IM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG FOR THIS TO COME OUT!!
hopefully chapters will coming out more frequently because I'm weirdly motivated rn 🤞
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