Chapter 10

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I stared up at the stars in the night sky. It's been two days since WICKED took Thomas. Two days of sitting here waiting for a hovercraft that might not even come back. Minho said if it's not back by morning then we're leaving and going to finish the trial. I might just stay and die in the scorch. I have nothing left. Nothing left to fight for but Alby.

It should be me. I should have been the one to get shot. Not Thomas. I should be the one dying not him. This is all my fault that he was shot. I should have been protecting him better.

"It's not your fault that Thomas was shot. You couldn't have done anything to stop it." Newt said as he walked over and sat down next to me. "Stop blaming yourself for something you couldn't have stopped. That's the thing about you and Thomas. You both blame yourselves for stuff you can't control. Stop doing that."

"Well everyone has a flaw. But I love Thomas and he is all that I have left besides Alby. I can't help but blame myself for things that happen to him. It was my fault WICKED got him. It's my fault because I couldn't protect him."

"You tried to get him back. I watched the video of you shooting the people. Trying to get to Thomas. And it's not your fault Thomas was taken. You both need to stop blaming yourselves."

I looked back up at the sky. The sky was starting to lighten up as the sun came up. I looked back down at the ground as tears started to fall. Thomas is dead. Newt wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"I'm sorry. But you can't give up. I won't let you give up. You have to finish this for him. You have to stop WICKED for him. All of us are going to help you. You won't be alone, so don't give up." Newt said and then gave me a hug.

The boys began to walk out of the little hut we made to get away from the sun. After Newt's hug I walked over to Alby and wrapped my arms around his waist and I left the tears flow. I couldn't help it. I'm tired of being strong for everyone. I'm tired of running and being scared .

"Ashton look!"

I looked over at Owen and saw he was pointing to the sky. That's when I heard the hum of the hovercraft. Thomas! The hovercraft landed and I started to walk towards it but Minho stopped me.

"Wait. Let's see who it is first."

"It's WCKD. Look it's right on the side." I said pointing to the letters.

The door opened and the people dress and green bodysuits began to walk down the ramp. They were carrying Thomas between them. They laid him on the ground then went back to the ship. After the craft took off I ran to Thomas. Once I got to him I grabbed his arms and pulled him up. Owen had followed me and we both got Thomas back to the hut.

"You've got two hours to wake him up." Minho said and walked away.

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"What did they do to you?" I asked.

"I don't remember much. There was a women's voice telling me that everything was going to be ok. There was others voices talking about how a gun even got into the scorch and that I needed to live because I'm important." Thomas said and began to rub his right shoulder.

"Does it still hurt?"

Something whizzed past my head. I duck to the side and ran into Thomas. Once I regained my balance I saw an arrow land in the dirt a few inches from my feet.

"Ashton!" A girl's voice yelled.

I would know that voice anywhere. Spending years of running in the maze with her. Spending years of her calling me names and such that turned into me finding a best friend.

"Makenna!"

I turned around and saw a large group of girls that were heavily armed with bows. I could name everyone of those girls.

"We were told that you were dead. We watched you get trapped in the maze. Makenna followed your blood trail to the cliff. How are you alive?" Brook said and began to walk towards me.

"Stay back! Don't trust her! She's with him!" Teresa said and pointed at Thomas.

"Teresa what are you doing?" Thomas said.

"Shut up!"

What? Why is Teresa with my old group? My old group. The group that is suppose to kill Thomas. Teresa stepped forward and swung her spear and hit Thomas in the head. He fell to the ground and I stepped in front of him.

"Hey! Why are you hitting him? He's your friend." I said.

"Shut up! He's not my friend and never was!" She said and swung her spear at me and hit the side of my face.

"Hey! We only came for the boy. Don't hit anyone else." Makenna said and came and stood next to me.

"Why are you taking him? Take me instead don't hurt him." I said and looked at Makenna.

"WICKED said we needed to kill him. Why do you care so much about him?" She asked.

"He's my brother."

"Put him in the bag!" Teresa said and slammed the spear into his head again.

A group of girls came forward and at the lead it was her. The girl I fought to became leader. The girl that left me in the maze. Harriet. She put Thomas in the bag then smiled at me and turned away.

"Let's go!" Teresa said.

As they walked away Makenna waved a group of girls over. When I was in the maze there was two groups of girls. One group followed me and the other group followed Harriet. Makenna was waving over the group the followed me.

As the group came closer Owen gasped and began to run towards Mai. Mai was a runner back when I was in the maze. She had blonde hair and was a really good friend.

"Owen!" She yelled and wrapped her arms around him.

"I told you I would find you little sis."

"I actually found you." She said laughing.

That's when other one of the girls caught my attention. A little girl with brown her was holding Brook's hand. The girl was only twelve years old. My best friend. She's not dead.

"Emmy!"

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