One By One: A Maze Runner Crank Love FanFic

Chapter 17: Crazyily sane

Minho hated it. He hated every second of the pointless wandering, gun in hand, waiting for a moment when the flare would take over so he could just pull the damn trigger already.
That damn trigger. Taunting him. Like it held opportunities that could so easily be reached if Minhos finger just applied a little pressure.
But he wanted a reason.
He didn't want to wonder around completely sane and end it. That's not why he left Newt. Not why he abandoned the gladers. Not why he put Thomas through all that shit.
He didn't do all that to stand here in the middle of a desolated city completely uncranked out when his saneness could be useful for Thomas' plan.
He hated it.
"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!" He screamed helplessly at the sky. "WHY? WHY WHEN IM NEAR MY FAMILY DO YOU SCREW ME OVER?! WHY?!"
He broke down into sobs. He couldn't remember the last time he full on cried like this. Snot and spittle dribbling down his face as he did nothing to wipe it away. He had made an awful mistake.
This was not how he wanted to die.
Minho gathered himself taking longer than his old arrogant self would've.
He had two options.
He could either look for something to help him crank out, giving him a reason to finally end his infected life.
Or he could find Newt and the gladers.
Was he too late to catch up to them? Had they reached the bridge yet? Were they fighting wicked right now as he stood being useless? Most importantly, would they even want to forgive him?
He knew it was worth a try. He'd rather fight with them to the end and die with his friends, his family, around him after battle.
He'd rather do that then wait for a cause and the madness effect.
Minho didn't know what would cause him to crank out. Maybe lack of food or hydration, maybe another attack from someone or thing, maybe if he just pretended to be mad the flare would join in giving him genuine craziness.
It was stupid theories. And none of them were better than finding the gladers. Finding Newt.
He started off in the direction of the bridge he knew the gladers would've taken. If he ran maybe he could reach there quicker. 
As his footsteps slapped across the gravel his mind wondered to the one thing he couldn't stop thinking about since he left the camp.
Newt last kiss.
He left his mind drift off, replaying that beautiful memory over and over, memorizing its every detail and feeling.
He was so zoned out that when he ran around the next corner he didn't see the horrifying sight until it had slammed right into him.
"H-h-hi the-there little bo-boy! Been s-so lon-lonely. Let's be fr-friends..." The cranks words drifted out of his mouth ranging from whispers to hoarse shouts.
Minho felt his natural defence techniques kicking in as he shook off the definitely past gone cranks hand off his shoulder.
But something else accompanied his fighting stance.
It was a buzz.
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Ohhhh x_x
Sorry for the short chapter! Just wanted to let you guys know that Minho is still part of the story!!
And also just wanted to mention that Stanley from previous chapters is actually a character I stole from another series called the Lorien Legacies (I am number 4) and he's aka 9. (Dedicated to jo root)
And Day is a character from a series called Legend! His real names Daniel but... Yea Day just sounds more epic. (Dedicated to myself he's my BAE so is newt)

IF YOU GUYS WANT ANY CHARACTERS MENTIONED AS GLADERS WITH SPECIAL NAMES AND PERSONALITIES AND WHATEVS FEEL FREE TO COMMENT IT OR MESSAGE ME AND ILL DO IT + DEDICATE IT TO YOU!
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