Stressed

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Emma's Pov

Lately I've been extremely stressed out. Everything has been greatly affecting me much more than it usually does. Being a runner, I carry the stress of everyone in the Glade to find a way out. I've been running for two years with no kind of process. I often feel like it's my fault we aren't out of here already. All this pressure has caused me to get hardly any sleep. I remain awake at night trying to think of anything that I could have possibly missed or maybe I would have found it if I ran harder. I attempt to push these thoughts out of my head , succeeding at nothing, and slam open the map room door. I forcefully throw my running gear somewhere on the floor and hunch over the table redrawing today's run. I tug on my hair as I grow more and more frustrated. My hand strains as I draw as dark as I can. Today, everything was really hitting me hard and I wasn't sure how long I'd be able to handle the stress. Suddenly in struts Minho and he has that silly grin on his face. I was in no mood to deal with his cheeriness especially when I wasn't in a good mood.

" Wow babe. Look at you. Are you trying to kill someone? You look like a hot mess," Minho teased me. I didn't answer him.

" It's settled. I'd hate to be the Shank you'd take your anger out on, " He continued. I looked up at him with angry but sad, tired eyes. Immediately his happy face turned into a concerned one, as if a switch was flipped in him.

" What's wrong Emma?" He asked.

" I just feel so stressed out. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't deal with this anymore. The stress is literally killing me," I told him , feeling the hot angry tears slide down my face. He gave me an empathetic glance and moved behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and began to rub them. I could already feel myself starting to calm down.

"Baby, I didn't know you felt like that. I'm here for you and always will be. Don't worry about the map." He replied. I went to protest but he pushed us down so I was sitting in his lap on the floor.

"Let me take care of you," He reassured. I nodded my head. I felt all the anger and the stress wash out of me being in his embrace and with his placing light kisses along my neck. My eyes began to flutter closed as i listened to Minho's steady heartbeat. What would I do without him?

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