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[ chapter 11. we got history ]






DAWN

A scream escaped my mouth as I sat up and gasped for air. Slowly I lay down again, blinking, I stared at the ceiling. Then it hit me, I was awake, I was alive!

I felt like laughing but suddenly that desire washed away. I was alive, but now I had memories. The answers I wanted, the answers I came back for, the reason I didn't let myself be killed Maze.

I took a deep breath, while the images flew around inside my head and I tried to make sense of it all. Lisa and I knew each other, very well. Thomas and I had betrayed Wicked, whatever that meant, and did something together that wasn't good.

And then there was Newt...

We clearly used to have feelings for each other. Out of what I had seen we clearly had been more than friends. Suddenly a thought struck me. What if he somehow remembered that as well? Maybe that was the reason he remembered my name.

I didn't know if I wanted it to be true. Were those feelings still there, hidden somewhere? I turned around in bed, wincing as I realised my head was hurting like crazy.

'Welcome back shuck-face.'

My heart jumped in my chest as my eyes drifted to the person the voice belonged to. Lisa sat in a chair that was standing next to my bed, her arms crossed over her chest and a huge smirk on her face.

'How long have you been there?' I whispered, rubbing my forehead.

'Nice to see you too,' she said with a smile as put her hair behind her ears.

I frowned. 'What happened?'

Lisa shrugged. 'Nothing special, just that you, Thomas, Minho and Alby are the first shanks to ever survive a night in the Maze. And that when those Doors opened Minho was carrying you in his arms, and that you looked pretty much dead. You should've seen Newt's face, it looked like his whole world broke.'

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