The Flame Within MAZE RUNNER FANFIC

Chapter 26

Even though I'm living in horrible conditions, I'd never think of going back to WICKED.

Not once.

"Haven't seen you in a while." Abby said, forming a fake smile. "Missed ya."

"Can't say the same for you." Charlie took a step back, hearing a crack from glass being broken.

"Careful, don't hurt yourself." Abby said, coming closer.

"Didn't know you actually cared bout me." Charlie knew something bad would happen. Abby most likely had a knife around her back, or a gun in her boot. "Why don't you go right back to the hole you crawled out from and we both can go our way." she suggested.

"Last time you said I came crawling out from under a rock." Abby battled her eyelashes, making Charlie annoyed.

"I'm surprised you remembered. I haven't given a thought about you in.." Charlie thought for a moment. "Oh yeah, never."

"You want anything to drink? Maybe a snack while you're here?"

"Cut the act. I'm only here to find Delilah." Charlie rolled her eyes, preparing herself to pull out the pistol.

Abby shook her head, silently laughing. She glanced down, seeing Charlie's leg was wrapped in a bloody material. "Not in perfect condition... That's great-" her thoughts were interrupted as Charlie asked her a question.

"Why are you staring at my leg?" she asked, annoyed.

"What happened?"

"I got shot." Charlie muttered. She felt awkward, knowing Abby wouldn't care what happened to her. "You'll never guess who."

She shrugged, and Charlie held her hand up, making the sign for money. Abby widened her eyes, shocked to hear the news.

"Yeah, see, I don't like him. He's the one you should be after."

Abby started to take something from her inside pocket, and Charlie immediately pulled the gun. Abby dropped what was in her hands, throwing them in the air.

"Hey! Settle down! They're just letters!"

Slowly putting her pistol back, Charlie picked one of the envelopes up. "For Charlie?" Abby nodded, telling her to open them.

As Charlie started to rip the envelope, the doors to The Broken Glass were knocked down. Men and women, dressed in black and gear of all sorts barged into the bar.

"Everyone shut up!" one of them yelled.

The few that didn't listen were shot, in the few seconds after they spoke. "Anybody else?!"

Charlie and Abby's hearts were beating fast.

"Has anyone seen this girl?!" one of the women projected Charlie's face from a device they held.

Most people shook their heads, while Charlie quickly ducked down. "She's right here!" Abby screamed, grabbing my wrist.

"What the hell?!" Charlie yelled.

The group rushed over, taking Charlie from Abby. "Good work, Abby. You can come with us."

Charlie looked at Abby in complete horror. She was dragged out by two men, and into a helicopter. There was no use to kick and scream because all the WICKED workers would have done, would be to shoot her on the spot.

Only an hour later did Charlie arrive to the one and only...

WICKED.

*****

Thomas and Delilah were thrown into a room, that had been filled with swirling chairs. It seemed like a place the staff would have meetings in. As the workers locked the door, Delilah noticed that Minho and Newt were spinning around the room.

"Nice of you to join us, shuck face. You too, backseat driver." Minho sassed, referring to Delilah.

"Bite me." Delilah muttered. Charlie had definitely made an impression on her. She sat down in a chair, fidgeting around.

"At least they didn't take our stuff." Thomas stated, climbing onto the table to lie down.

"Nothing useful in my bag, if that's what you're thinking."

"What do you mean? You had all that-"

"Thomas, shush!" Delilah clamped a hand over Thomas's mouth. She took a piece of paper and from the table and wrote rapidly. When she was done, she covered it up partially with her hand.

Delilah slowly turned her hand so Thomas could read the paper. It read "You need to be careful. They have cameras everywhere."