The Flame Within MAZE RUNNER FANFIC

Chapter 22

He hit me again.

Hard.

He told me that if I even looked at the boy he'd tear me to pieces.

I didn't know what else to do.

I had to do it.

It was the only way to get rid of him.

"Charlie, put the gun down, and listen for one second!" Cash throw his hands in the air, begging Charlie wouldn't murder him on the spot.

"And why would I do th-that?" she stuttered.

Cash looked into Charlie's eyes, still trying to save his own life. He slowly inched toward the girl he thought loved him. "What happened, baby? A couple hours ago everything was fine. Come back and everything can be ok again."

Charlie looked at Cash with utter disgust. "Who goes this far to try to get me, or anyone for that matter?" For a moment, seeing tears starting to form in his eyes, she thought about going with him. But she shook her head and brought back memories of all the things he did to her. Things she had forgotten and wanted to forget all over again.

"First of all, I am not your baby! Second, why would I ever go with you?"

"Charlie what is wrong? Are you asleep?" Cash moved his hand towards Charlie, who immediately slapped his face.

"Don't touch me."

Tears started to stream down Cash's face, and he backed away, his hand covering his cheek. "What the hell happened to you?" He muttered.

For a moment Charlie started to feel bad for what she did. She usually wasn't so violent unless she had to, but all the guy wanted was her safety. She looked to the ground, feeling sorry. Cash started to walk away, but she quickly spoke up. "Cash-"

He stopped, turning to look at Charlie. He was only a few feet away from her. Not even thinking, Cash pushed Charlie against a wall, as he forced a kiss onto her lips. Surprisingly, she didn't shoot his feet or push away, but she continued, not knowing what else to do.

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The four ran through hallways, a cafeteria, etc. Surprisingly, Thomas and the other boys had done this before. But not everyone can live the life of escaping WICKED. SOmehow they all either come back, or end up in the arms of the infamous Ratman, or on the ground, on hands and knees gasping for air.

Everyone crashed into one another as the group stopped at a corner. Thomas was in the front, following behind him was Delilah, Newt, and Minho in the back.

"Why'd ya stop shank?!" Minho yelled.

"Shut up." Newt whispered, thumping Minho on the head.

Thomas rolled his eyes, looking behind the corner. "There's about 2 to 3 scientists or something down the hall. It looks like they have a body or something on some kind or cart."

"Way to describe it so well." Delilah said sarcastically. "Charlie really rubbed that off on me." she thought to herself, almost laughing aloud.

Delilah turned around to look at Minho and Newt, but almost screamed when they weren't there. The hallway was empty, Newt and Minho were nowhere to be seen.

Still watching the abandoned hallway, Delilah tapped Thomas on the shoulder, trying to get his attention.

    "They stopped, but their facing away from us. I can't see what they're doing." Thomas reported without bothering to turn around.

    "Thomas!" Delilah tapped the boy again, and when he continued to stare down the hallway, she called his name once more, her voice only slightly above a whisper.

    "Delilah quiet down, they're going to hear us!" Thomas urged her, still without turning to her.

    "NO! Thomas turn around now!" She yelled momentarily forgetting the scientists ahead.

    "Great, they heard you, now they'll find us." Thomas paused and looked at Delilah. "What was so important?"

    Delilah could see the anger flowing through him, but for the time being, she didn't care. His eyes started to widen as he looked past her.

    "Stop right there." demanded a familiar voice.

    Just as they were about to run off, two people grabbed Thomas and Delilah by their wrists, forcing them to turn around.

    There, in front of the two of them, stood the most hated man in WICKED.

    "Oh my go-"

    "Welcome back Delilah. I missed you."