The Maze Within {Book 1}

Chapter 48

Hey Guys, So yesterday actually marked the one year anniversary of when I started uploading this book. I can't believe it has been a year. Where has time gone? It feels like yesterday I was putting off school work to get the last few chapters of this book done so I could start uploading it for people. But here we are, and thanks to you guys I feel like I'm part of the Wattpad community much more than I was last year and I've made some amazing friends.

This chapter is actually dedicated to one of my new friends on Wattpad that I absolutely adore and love to pieces she is the sweetest thing.

Anyways, I don't want to bore you with my giddiness so enjoy the chapter my Knights, because we are coming up to the very last few chapters and this book with be over. It's sad and bittersweet. This is the longest book I have ever written and I have worked harder on it than any of the other books I have written over the years before I came to Wattpad.

Enjoy guys.

Paige

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"Come on blondie," One of the Builders growled, grabbing my arms and pulling me out of the Slammer.

"What the hell happened to him?" Another Builder asked, looking down at Thomas, who was on the floor playing dead.

I had to quickly come up with something. "He pissed me off so I hit him over the head."

The boy shrugged. "Makes the job easier."

I forced myself to keep a straight face as two of the boys reached into the Slammer and yanked Thomas out very harshly.

"Let's go," The boy holding me began to pull me away from the Slammer and towards the Doors where I saw everyone from the Glade, or what was left of them, gathered at the Doors.

I shot my brother a look as the Builders pushed Thomas and I towards the wall.

He had a look of worry on his face, but I could see he was doing the best he could to hide it. He couldn't give away his cover.

"Where's the other girl?" Gally questioned.

"Right here Gally," A voice from behind us answered.

I turned as best I could to see Teresa being pushed towards us by another one of Gally's Builders.

I held back a wince as the two Builders just dropped Thomas to the Ground in front of everyone.

"This is such a waste," Gally told us,

I craned my neck and glared at the Keeper. He was so power thirsty.

"Gally?" Someone suddenly spoke up.

I looked towards the voice and saw Winston and Jeff standing in the crowd.

"This doesn't feel right man," Winston commented.

Jeff nodded. "Yeah, maybe Thomas is right. Maybe he can lead us home?"

Finally, somebody has had some sense knocked into them. Looks like Gally hasn't convinced everyone yet.

Gally turned to face them. "We are home."

Was he serious? He calls being trapped in here like a caged animal a place to call home?

I had to use all of my self-control to stop myself from rolling my eyes. I was in enough trouble.

"I don't wanna cross anymore names off that wall," He explained.

"You really think banishing us is going to solve anything?" Teresa scoffed.

Gally looked down for a moment before answering. "No, but this isn't a banishing. It's an offering."

What? I wasn't planning on this. Damn, I hope Thomas can get us out of this mess.

"Wait, Gally. What are you doing?" Teresa panicked as the Builder holding her started tying her to the nearest pole.

I started to struggle against my own Builder as he did the same to me. He lifted my hands above my head and began tying them to the pole.

"You think I'm going to let Thomas back into the Maze after what he's done?" Gally yelled.

He then turned to all the other Gladers. "Look around you. Look at our Glade!"

"This is the only way, and when the Grievers get what they came here for, everything goes back to the way it was."

"Are you listening to this? Why are you all just standing there? He's crazy!" Teresa told everyone.

He turned to her. "Will you shut up?"

"If you stay here, the Grievers are going to come back. They're going to keep coming back until you're all dead," I explained to everyone.

Gally's head shot towards me. "Shut up!"

"Tie him up!" He turned to the Builder standing over Thomas.

I watched as the two boy's hesitated to pin Thomas to the pole in front of them.

Unfortunately, Gally noticed. "Did you hear me? I said tie him up!"

I clenched my jaw as the boys gave in and suddenly started picking Thomas up.

All hell suddenly broke loose as Thomas fought back against the two boys holding him and knocked them out.

"I heard a grunt from behind me before a body fell to the ground by my feet. My brother was then in front of me a second later, cutting me free from the pole.

He pushed me behind him as Minho held a machete to Gally's neck while everyone else held up weapons of their own.

"You're full of surprises aren't you?" Gally commented as Minho joined by Newt's side.

"You don't have to come with us, but we are leaving," Thomas explained to everyone.

"Anyone who wants to come, now is your last chance," Thomas told the rest of the Gladers.

Gally turned back towards them. "Don't listen to him. He's just trying to scare you."

"I'm not I'm not trying to scare you. You're already scared. Alright, I'm scared," Thomas defended himself.

"But I'd rather risk my life out there than spending the rest of it in here," He explained.

"We don't belong here. We were put here. At least out there we have a choice," He finished.

I stepped forward. "Guys, we can make it out of here."

Newt grabbed my hand and pulled me back to his side.

We all waited patiently. There had to be at least one person who believed we could get out of get and get home.

I smiled as Jeff and Winston came to terms that what Gally was doing was wrong and joined us over at the Doors.

After that, one by one, a few more boys made the right decision and left Gally.

"Gally, it's over?" Thomas told the Keeper.

"Just come with us."

I flicked my eyes between the two boys, not knowing what was going to happen.

Gally stayed silent for the longest time before giving his answer.

"Good luck against the Grievers."

I glanced back over at Thomas before someone grabbed my hand and started pulling me into the Maze.

I turned and gripped my brother's hand tighter as we took that one step closer to getting home.

Word Count: 967

Edited: 24/8/2017