"RUN!"

Part 5

                             You're running. Away from the terrible mechanical whirring from behind you. Away from the griever that could tear you to shreds in a moment. You jolt around a corner of the maze you know well, then another then anoth- wait. You've hit a dead end.
"This isn't supposed to be here!" You scream as your mind races and the clicking comes closer behind you. You spin around and back up against the wall as the man made animal crunches across the maze floor towards you. A metal limb extents with a stinger attached but there's nothing you can do as it punctures your chest and the last thing you hear is your own piercing scream, ripping through the twisting passages.

                                 You carry on screaming as you wake with a start and panic, rolling sideways off your branch and smacking each hard log on your fall back down to the glade floor with a terrible, crunching, ripping sound. Plain floods your limbs as you writhe on the ground. The first person by your side is Newt, calling for Jeff and grabbing your hand. Once you realise you are safe and are in the glade your screaming subsides and you breathe deeply, riddled with pain from your fall back to earth. Frypan crouches next you and and holds your hand, pressing it against his lips to calm you and Jeff runs over. You cough, your throat torn from screaming but you push yourself into a sitting position rubbing your lower back which took most of the fall. "What the shuck happened?!" Jeff asks as he turns your neck slowly checking for any lasting damage,
"bad dream" you mutter as you wince through the pain.
Then you hear a shout as someone runs towards the cluster of people around you. It was Minho who's sharp eyes knew something was wrong the moment he'd run back into the Glade. He kneels by you side demanding to know who had done this.
"It was my own shuck fault" you say with a pained smile, "I fell asleep in the tree and rolled off the branch I was on!", Minho strokes your cheek then, after making sure nothing is broken he picks you up and carries you back to you room.

                               He's your best friend so it doesn't phase you as he removes your shirt which was in tatters.
"That must have been what the ripping sound was" you thought to yourself as you remembered the terrible sounds as you fell from the tree.
"Shuck you're bleeding everywhere!" Minho says in an anguished voice as he presses the remains of your shirt against the scratches from the trees branches. You push his hand away, "leave it, they're only small. They'll be fine by tomorrow". He nods slowly, not believing you but kisses your forehead and leaves the room. In privacy, you let the pain flood your veins and push yourself down into the bed sheets, smearing blood over them. You're not sure if you fell asleep, or passed out but you welcomed the blackness that followed.
                              About an hour later, you're awoken by a knock at the wooden door and the creaking sound as it's pushed open,
"can I come in?" Thomas whispers. You try to sit up but groan in pain and so Thomas places the tray he's carrying on the bed and puts his hands under your armpits, pulling you into a sitting position.
"I brought you some dinner" he says holding out a bowl of chicken and potatoes.
"Ugh I love you" you say grabbing it and shovelling it into your mouth as Thomas gets up to leave.
"Wait!" You shout through a mouthful of chicken then you start to choke. "Don't choke you slinthead" he says laughing as he mimics your words from the night before.
"Stay for a bit would you?" You ask through your watering eyes but you see he looks nervous,
"I don't bite" you say, laughing now. He smiles and sits on your bed.
"Holy klunk, it's not that time is it?!" He clamours seeing your blood stained sheets. You crease up, laughing your head off then grimace as pain shoots over your limbs.
"At least you can remember that much about girls, the others couldn't remember which made for one awkward conversation when I arrived here!" Thomas snorts with laughter,
"I can image, I bet Minho thought you'd been attacked in your sleep?", "how did you guess?" You say with a smile,
"no, I guess the creators took care of that because Mother Nature never bothers me in that respect". He bows his head,
"sorry I shouldn't have asked that, it's none of my business". You shake your head to say you don't mind and continue eating your dinner.
Thomas swings his legs up onto your bed then leans over and pulls a potato out of your bowl. Like a whip the hand holding your knife darts out and you puncture the potato between his fingers,
"ouch you shank! That could have taken my finger off!" He says with puppy dog eyes. You laugh,
"Sorry, but if it makes you feel better, I'd never have missed". You pull the knife out of the spud allowing him to have it and place your tray onto the floor next to your bed. You lean back onto your pillows and put your head into Thomas' lap. At first he jumps, obviously not expecting it but then slowly his hand creeps out and he plays with your hair until you fall back into your slumber.

This part is SUPER adorable it's one of my favourite!!! Thank you so much for reading I hope you enjoy!!❤️❤️❤️ please leave your opinions!😻