A Glimmer Of Hope // (Minho) - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 4: Minho POV (Original)

💔Minho POV💔

I was running my usual section today. Nothing special. Same old gray walls. Same old thick, green ivy. Same old cracks. Same old everything. Nothing unusual. Nothing out of place.

I don't get it. I've been here for almost three years! I've run every inch of this Maze! Every pattern. Every corridor. Every crack. Yet, I still find nothing. We should've found something by now.

I have lost hope on finding a way out of here. But, others haven't.

Right now, I was on my way back to the Glade. Sweat ran down my face, my footsteps echoing throughout the corridors. My breath came out in short gasps. For surely, dirt was smudged on to my face. My hair was probably greasy, and I probably stink, but hey, when you live with a bunch of other guys for over two years, hygiene most likely isn't the best thing going around.

As I entered the Glade, I noticed a few things were different. First of all, the Glade was hectic. Everyone was running everywhere at the same time. Even Newt. Second, the box was open. And third, a girl was running away from the other Gladers and straight towards me. Though, she probably didn't notice me since she looked back. Instead of seeing me, she ran right into me.

She almost fell, but I caught her right on time. She looked up at me. When she did I was blown away. My breath was literally stuck in my throat.

She was Asian. Like me, but she was the legit meaning of beautiful. She had perfectly proportioned, almond shaped eyes. They were a darker shade of brown, almost black, but still as enchanting. Her black locks were glossy, falling all the way down to her waist. Her body was tiny. Much smaller than me. She must've been at least 5'0. She had a button nose. Her lips were tiny, their color a perky pink. Her skin was a creamy white. Not white like a sheet or a ghost, but white like crème.

She seemed to be looking at me, too. Finally, she looked away from me just as Newt ran up to us. She jumped out my arms. I felt cold in an instant. She looked at Newt, but didn't run. Good thinking. She knows we'll catch her if she does. Smart. I like smart girls. (Well, technically, she's the only girl I know, so yeah.)

Once Newt caught his breath, he grabbed her arm gently, but I could see his grip was firm. He started to walk away, dragging her along. I shook my head. Time to map my sections. Hooray! (Note the sarcasm)

When I was finished, I looked for Thomas. I finally found him I front of the forest, and ran up to him.

"Hey, who's the girl?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Turns out we got a new Greenie. But, this one was different." He informed me.

"Tell me about it." I murmured. Me and Thomas heard footsteps coming towards us. We saw Newt limping to us, saying something under his breath.

"Hey Newt." Thomas greeted. He nodded in his direction. He turned to the direction of the whole Glade, still muttering under his breath.

"What are you muttering about? Is it about the girl?" I asked. He just ignored me. I started to poke at him, wanting to get answers.

"Newt!" Poke. Poke. Poke.

"Newty!" Poke. Poke. Poke.

"Newt the Boot!" Poke. Poke. Poke.

"Newty Patootie!" Poke. Poke. Poke.

"BLOODY HELL, MINHO! YES I WAS TALKING ABOUT THE GIRL! WHAT ELSE WOULD I BE TALKING ABOUT?!" He finally burst. He was so loud, the whole Glade stopped and stared at him. Me and Thomas busted out laughing, while he blushed and put his head down.

"Well....you could....be.....talking about......me....ahhahaha!" I said between laughs. He snorted. 

"Why would I be talking about you?" He scrunched up his nose in disgust, as if it sickened him to talk about me. I stopped laughing and smirked.

"Because I'm awesome at everything!" I gloated.

"And if by everything you mean nothing then, yeah, you're right." He shot back.

"You're just jealous." I joked. He rolled his eyes and cracked a smile.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Minho." He sighed, jokingly. 

"That would be a full stomach and a cuddling." I smiled, cheekily. Newt groaned.

"I can never win an argument with you."

"Like I said! I'm awesome at everything!" He shook his head and walked (Well, limped) away. A moment of silence passed by me and Thomas, when he spoke up.

"You coming to the bonfire?" I nodded.

"Why wouldn't I?" He shrugged.

"Just asking." He walked away as well, leaving me alone.

----------a few hours later---------
🔥AT THE BONFIRE🔥

I watched as the girl beat Gally. The crowd cheered louder than before. I was impressed. She was a good fighter.

She walked out of the ring confidently, her head up high, her pretty face was visible. I continued to stare at her.

She sat down on a log and lifted her shirt. To her lower gut, there was a huge bruise. It was disgusting. Big purple, black,  and blue splotches were etched over her delicate skin in a fist formation. Gally must've punched her. It instantly made me angry. He said he would take it easy! But then again, this was Gally I was talking about.

I stood up from my sitting position, and stalked over to where she was.

After she refused to show me her bruise, I tackled her to ground, careful not to make her bruise even worse.

A throat cleared. We both looked up to see Newt, his lips reaching a smirk. I blushed and got of her.

I explained to him that she was hurt.

After she showed us the bruise (which was getting worse), I insisted she go to the Med-Jacks.

Afterwards, she came out of the Homestead and headed towards Newt, Alby, and me. Turns out, Newt forgot to give her a place to sleep, so he said that she can sleep with me. Slinthead.

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This is where I left off for the original chapter 4. I finally found it! Yay! (Waves hands in the air unenthusiasticly)

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