Have A Little Hope [TMR Minho Fanfiction]

22. One Angry Minho

Someone's arms are wrapped around me in seconds, pulling me up to my feet.

"What the shuck? What was that Sky? Where did you go?!" Minho practically screams in my face.

"I couldn't make it! The damn thing was on my heel the whole time! I'm here now, aren't I?" I yell back. Damn, someone lit the fuse to his tampon.

"What happened?" Newt intervenes, confused as ever.

I shake my head "The grievers-"

Screech

Whir

Click

I froze instantly at the sounds nearing the homestead. I look around and almost everyone is staring intently at the door. Then, the sounds stop. So sudden, and the silence lingers in the air, before a loud thud at the door. The homestead shook, making some bits of the wood fall. Everyone jumped back, screaming and yelping at the sudden noise. Except for me, I was frozen in place.

Another Thud. I'm surprised the homestead is still standing. It so unstable, how does that even work?

What, I'm thinking about how the homestead is still standing at a time like this. Stop and focus. Everyone around me are chaotic. Some are shouting, demanding others to do stuff. And some are even just sitting down wide-eyed, not knowing what to do. I have to get together a plan, We can't just stay in here forever, one day or another we're going to have to go outside.

I still have my bow and arrows, so that's something. Maybe I could use the technique Minho and I used while being stuck in the maze at night. If I get out of the house unnoticed and get a little distance, the grievers will follow me to the void? Even if it was only for tonight that they would be gone, so be it. It would fewer them and less people will get injured. There is a back door behind the kitchen, so if I go out then...

I'm doing this. I have to. I push past everyone and head to the kitchen, It's now or never. No one is back here, so maybe I'll get out of here unnoticed. I finally reach the door before someone calls my name. No, not just someone, Minho. I have to get out before he actually finds me, He'd never let me go out there. I push the door open and walk out, the cold air hits me almost instantly. I run around the side of the homestead and make sure it was clear before I can make a little distance between me and the Grievers. They were near the door, trying to find a way and sometimes ramming the door with its head. It's distracted, time to go.

I run out into the field along the forest as fast as I could. It still hasn't noticed me yet as it is busy concentrating on the screaming people inside the homestead.I take and arrow out of my quiver and slide it into my bow. I pull back the string, aiming and ready to take my shot. I'm just about to release my arrow when the griever stabs its long spiky arm into the roof of the homestead. There is some screaming and I release my arrow. Of course this doesn't distract the busy griever. instead it retracts its arm, before plummeting it back into the homestead.

I hear a loud scream, and a million thoughts go through my mind at once. Who has it stabbed? Was it Minho? No, it couldn't be Minho. After a game of tug-a-war with whoever is inside, it finally pulls its arm out of the homestead. I see a figure attached to the arm, but I can't make out who it is... until I hear his scream. The griever starts running towards the entrance to the maze. I finally see who it is, Alby.

I rush as fast as I could towards the griever, shooting arrows at it in attempt to get it to drop my friend. I chase it as it runs into the maze, but it's not long before I lose it. I can't believe it. I don't know whether to be angry or to be sad. I walk back to the homestead, taking my time to think about the events that just happened. As I near the Entrance to the Glade I break down. Why was this happening? What did we do to deserve this? Alby, one of the first people I knew in the Glade, taken away just like that. Like he never mattered, Like his life was a game and they were playing him.

I suddenly start to feel a little dizzy, my vision goes a little black. As soon as it restores, there is a woman in the middle of the field, looking at me. The same woman I saw before who was wearing white. She slowly lifts her arms and points at me.

"You," she whispers, even though she's in the middle of the field and I'm at the entrance to the maze, it still feels like she's whispering in my ear like shes right beside me.

"This! This is your fault! You! You caused this!" This time she shouts, it booming across the Glade.

Then she runs towards me, her arms outstretched forward and her eyes filled with fury. Then I notice something in her hand, a knife. Oh god. She nears me and I get up, not knowing what to do. When she gets in touching distance, she disappears in thin air. In shock, I cover my face with my hands. But they make my face wet, like really wet. I take one look at my hands and they're covered in blood, and this time I can find the source of the bleeding. My wrists are slit and gushing blood, when did this even happen? I notice people coming out of the homestead, the first person being Minho. Hes running towards me.... how did they know I was here? I can hear someone scream, but I cant find who it is. Everyone is running towards me and I see their expressions, they're looking at me like I'm some crazy person. Why won't they help me?

Its not long before I realize that I'm the one screaming. I'm screaming my lungs out.

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