The Flame Within MAZE RUNNER FANFIC

Chapter 11

Well, I tried to make friends like you said, but I hate everyone so...

Any other advice you wanna give me?

No, okay, I'll just videotape my day. Maybe you'll see how boring it really is, Daniel. Not everybody has a cool job that pays 500 a week, Daniel. Gee, Daniel, I wish I were you, I wanna be admired by everyone I know and have a bunch of friends!

Did you get the sarcasm?

Yeah, that means I could care less about you.

"What the hell do you think you were doing, pulling an action like that?!" Cash yanked Charlie out of Newt's room and dragged her down the dimly lit hallway.

He felt that he was gripping too hard on Charlie, but he couldn't risk her getting close to Newt. He had to do something to get her to follow his commands and forget about Newt. Cash was limited to WICKED's tools, so he could not erase her memory planting false ones in.

Unless...

No.

*****

"Let go of me!" Charlie stumbled, finally being released into a room, much like a padded cell. Cash closed the door, trapping the two inside.

"You and I will get along just fine in here."

Charlie looked at him with complete horror. She stood, in front of Cash, the closed door behind him, and it was just the two of them. "Don't even think about touching me," she said as she backed away, her hands in the air.

"I won't be doing anything to you..." he said calmly. "At least not yet," he smirked at let out a small chuckle.

Charlie blinked, trying not to think about the subject. "You're disgusting."

"Oh princess, you don't know the half of it."

"Not helping." Charlie said crossing her arms.

He rolled his eyes then pulled a walkie talkie off of his belt loop. He brought it close to his face and said something quietly.

"You know, trapping someone in a room with you is not the best way to make friends." she declaimed.

"If you'd shut up maybe I'd be nicer."

"You stole that from me." Charlie stayed quiet, trying to figure out a plan.

"Get comfortable." Cash spoke, pacing around the room. "It's gonna be awhile."

"What's gonna be awhile? Is he trying to have- Nope, stop thinking that Charlie. That's gross. Why would you do that? I mean it is post-apocalyptic time, but still, that's nasty." Charlie scrambled over to a wall, farthest away from Cash, and pulled her knees up to her face.

Cash watched, before speaking into his walkie talkie again. There was an earbud connected to it, so that only he could hear whoever was on the other side. "She's in the corner. Should be a good time to knock 'er out with the gas."

"Make sure you're out before it's leaked, Cash."

"Oh don't worry, I will."

The door opened after Cash confirmed that Charlie wasn't paying attention to him anymore. He carefully slid out of the room, while an anesthesia gas filled the room, making Charlie unconscious for a short time.

Charlie was carried out of the room, and brought into an olive colored Jeep, that Cash was about to drive. She was in the backseat, while Cash was in the driver's. He set off through the scorch, trying to find his next rest stop, where he could keep Charlie both safe, and captive.