Keep Your Watch (the maze runner/Thomas Fanfiction) *DISCONTINUED*

5) It's All My Fault

I jog on my spot in order to warm up and alert myself for another day in the maze. The walls wide open, as Minho, me and Alby stand by the front.
Yesterday, the day I spent passed out in the med-jack's shed, Minho had to go into that maze alone and Minho claimed to have seen a dead griever in there.
And, well.
That's the reason Alby's coming with us.
To check it out.
The griever, Ofcourse.
Minho turns around and runs into the maze and me and Alby trail behind him.
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"4 hours! It's been 4 hours since we took off from the glade and to be honest I don't even know where we are now! And it's all because of your witty little theory of seeing the griever!" I continued to rant as we ran across another corner and then another and then another.
Worst of all, Minho kept ignoring me throughout!
I opened my mouth to rant again, but gasped instead.
The three of us stopped in front of a griever. A big, huge griever. A spare had cut through its gut indicating it was dead.
"Holy shuckface!" I whispered loud enough for Minho and Alby to hear.
Minho jerks forward but I immediately pull him back by grabbing his wrist.
"You ain't goin' near that thing. What if it's alive?!" I yell or rather whisper-yell.
Alby and Minho Face-palm.
I didn't say something stupid now. Did I?
Maybe.
Minho sighed and replied,"One, there is a spare that cuts between its shucking gut. Know what that means? It's dead! Two how am I supposed to check it out if I don't go near it?"
He's got a point.... Or two.
"Yeah well, I was just thinking it might be you know alive and maybe it would just crawl out. And I don't really know what I'm talking about right now... This is so awkward." I mumble each and every part.
Both boys give me a "What The Shuck Are You Talking About?!" Face. And it gets really awkward.
So I just yell,"Ok! Go On! Do what you want to!"
With that Minho leaps forward slowly and gradually. He extends his hand forward.
Sometimes I wonder, is he really that dumb? Or does he act dumb?!
The moment he has the common touch of the griever's gut, the griever jerks before getting up on its feet. Minho sprints backwards pulling me by the wrist and signaling me to run.
"Dude, this is the most epic view I've ever witnessed! I'm gonna-" a harsh jostle makes me snap back to reality. And I run as fast I can.
I trailed behind Minho, and literally ran wherever he did.
You're not gonna die. Not just yet.
The voice. The same voice whispers in my head and all I can do is scream. And so i fall onto the ground and my ears go numb. I can't hear a thing.
My vision goes slightly blurry, although I can see Alby running towards me. He grabs my waist and pushes me forward as the griever leaps onto Alby. Minho comes into the scene at time, and pulls Alby out of the griever's hold and all of us run forward. We turn a corners, loads of them. A few minutes later we stop by to catch our breaths.
"I think we lost i-." Minho whispers but is cut off by the grunts of Alby. His shirt had turned red, and so Minho Pulls it up only to reveal that he has been stung.
He got stung because of me. Because I couldn't control the voice in my head.
"This is all because of me, Alby got stung because of me." I mumble while I'm on the verge of breaking down.
I close my eyes and feel two hands covering my face,"Everything's gonna be alright. It's none of your fault you get that?" Minho tries to assure me but I know that it is my fault. All of it.
Tears copiously form in my eyes, as I try to hold the, back.
"Now we have to keep moving or all of us are gonna die!"
I gain control over my body and move forward to Alby placing my hand under his waist and his hand above my shoulder. Minho does the same and we set of towards the glade.
We take a left and then a right, till we finally see a light gleaming through one of the paths.
We march towards it, only to reveal the rest of the gladers standing by the front screaming and yelling that we're gonna make it.
But we're not.
We're not gonna make it.
The walls start to close before we even cover the first half of the path. And they keep closing.
In the flash of a second I see someone coming in from the walls just before they can close.
I collapse to the floor only to find out that Thomas was the one who ran into the maze.
"Good job! You just killed yourself." And with that combination of six words, I black out.

Omg I know this one isn't that good and btw it might have a lot of mistakes cuz it's a really quick one! So I hope you guys like it! Be sure to vote and comment ☺️