After the Death Cure 2 ( The Maze Runner )

Chapter 37 | Kenzie

Me and Lily sit pressed against the now locked door. It's been at least three hours since I last saw Newt, and I already feel drained of his presence. "I don't think anyone is coming to get us," Lily whispers.
"Or they're just waiting outside these doors."
"True. Are you and Newt-"
"I don't know," I didn't want her to finish that sentence. Of course we're still together...he just doesn't know it yet. My heart beats faster and faster as I realize that they caught Newt. He ran the wrong way. There's a dead end on that side of the hallway. But there was nothing really he could do anyway.
I hear a buzzing sound, taking me out of my thoughts. "Attention, Groups A and B, you are needed in the Meeting Room," the hologram of Ava Paige says in a monotone voice. The image disappears, leaving me and Lily in silence.
"I'm not going," Lily finally breaks in.
"What if it's important?"
"For her. It's important that she gets us all in one place to rip our hearts out."
"True," I pause, thinking of reasons to go in case Newt is there, "But there's no point in staying here. I mean, if they're going to kill us anyway, you might as well be with Thomas-"
She laughs, cutting me off. Although, it's not very funny once I think about it. "Yeah, yeah. You want to see Newt, I get it."
We both stand up simultaneously, trying not to think about what's going to take place in the meeting room. Death is probably the best, and worst thing that could happen. I guess it's a win-win situation. I run my fingers through my hair, trying to get the knots out. I might also be distracting myself from the butterflies built up in my stomach. Either way, I really need a hairbrush.
"My stomach hurts," Lily says in a shakey voice while pushing the button on the elevator.
"Mine too."
"I'm scared," a tear falls down her cheek. I try to think of words to say, but I'm tongue tied. "Things were just starting to get good for me."
Now I'm even more speechless. I'm supposed to be her friend and I can't even find the words to comfort her.
A few Gladers come up behind us when the elevator door opens. All of us step inside, clutching on to whatever sanity is still left of us.
How many people have I killed? I'm not sure where the thought came from, but it makes the pain in my stomach stronger.
Everyone's heavy breathing makes the room warm, causing my palms to sweat even more than they already are.
"What's going to happen to us?" A small voice says. It's Jamie. The last Greenie before Rachel. She was put in the Maze at age thirteen. She can't die this young, I won't let it happen.
"We're going to a meeting. That's all," I try to make it sound like a small thing.
"You guys treat me like a thirteen year old doesn't know anything."
The elevator opens, ending the conversation.

Here we go.