Little Survivor [ON HOLD]

Chapter 7

The group is taking a small break and Minho was pacing trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

I mean we all were, she's never passed out like that before and it was a little scary.

"So you dont remember a thing?" he asked looking at his girlfriend.
Sure they had their ups and downs but what relationship didnt?

He knew that he loved her to death and you loved him too. It was a love when you would die for each other need be.

(Y/N) just shook her head softly "no I'm sorry. I mean it was a dream thing but im sure it meant nothing.. It had to mean nothing right?"

Newt chimed in "well you never had any of these wack ass dreams in the maze, didjya?"

Well that earned him a smack in the head from Erin.

"Your best friend just suffered something unexplainable as of right now and you decide to be a shank?" she scolded him and Newt sighed softly, knowing she was right.

"Guys we should probably focus on the main problem here" Thomas said stepping forward. "And what's that?" Minho asked a bit curiously and Thomas rolled his eyes.

"Obviously it's (Y/N)! I mean like come on! All she's ever done is brought us bad luck practically since we left the place" Thomas frowned and (Y/N) couldnt help but feel a little hurt.

"Excuse me?" she asked slightly offended. "Okay listen, we all know youre here to get with Minho and try to destroy us. You want to tear us apart!" he said and you get up.

Minho steps in and puts his arms between both of them. "As much as I really wanna see you kick some ass babe.. You can't kick his. Not right now anyway" he said turning to his girlfriend.

"We can't let him get inside your head okay? We need that pretty little noggin to think and help us crack this so we can bring down WCKD. Can you do that?" Minho asks, softening his voice with her like he always did.

He knew yelling would get no one anywhere and he hated yelling at her.

She nodded softly and closed her eyes. She racked her brain for what felt like ages for something, anything.

There felt like there was a wall, blocking (Y/N) from seeing the true identity of herself. Blocking her from herself.

She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to remember the dream.

Blue

White

Dresser

Pictures

Bed

Man

No not a man..

Dad.

(Y/N)'s nose started to bleed as she over-used her brain. She started muttered as thought.

Newt and Thomas exchanged worried glances at they heard what she was saying.

"Minho.. Dad.. Maze.. Testing.. Restart.. Restart.. Restart... Dead" she whispered the last word and fell, out like a light.

Minho caught her before she fell and checked her pulse.

"She's not breathing"