Maze Runner Reprise: Path of Truth

Chapter 18: Boundaries

Mia's POV

The next day was another usual day. I got up the earliest, fixed myself up and walked around the Glade. Yesterday's memories was still stuck in my head and God knows for how long. I paced up my speed to get a little bit of exercise— Minho told me to not pressure myself since we aren't running today. And like a good girl, I took his advice.

Upon returning back to the Homestead, I caught something at the corner of my eye. Three boys were gathering right in front of the Maze doors. The sunlight blocked my vision too much I couldn't even tell who it was without squinting. I was fast approaching when someone suddenly yanked me by the arm.

"Don't, it's too dangerous" I turned around and saw my fellow Runner, Minho holding me aggressively with a firm hand in tact. My heart beat dropped as I made a gaping hole in my mouth.

Dangerous?

"What do you mean dangerous?" I asked him, trying to break free from his grip. Like a telephone Minho must've received my request and releases me to continue a proper conversation.

"Last night, the number of Bettle Blades increased" he said. "Five of them appeared like how a magician does his tricks, popped out of thin air. One was found in the forest, another one by the Maze Doors and Three near the Homestead."

My expression was a blank as a paper. Why would the creators send more Bettle Blades in the Glade its not like we discovered something new about them, right?

"Do you think they're up to something?" I asked the taller boy, rubbing my elbow.

"My guess is that, they were observing us in the Maze as always. They probably wondered how you lead all of us out in the Maze so quickly."

Thats because someone in the facility helped me and that I am part of WCKD or should I say was part of it. I wanted to say it out but who knows what they could do to me once they find out. I don't think assigning me to be a Slopper is good of a punishment. They'll surely banish me and send me in the Maze and my life ends being feed to the Grievers. 

"I mean what you did was shucking impressive, I gotta give you that" Minho interpreted while giving me various hand motions. " If I were you I'd stay out of the spotlight for now"

It felt like something was stuck in my throat making it hard to swallow. I hate lying to them after everything they did for me. But if this ability of mine can help us, all of us, out of this misery there's no question I will do it. I made a promise to Newt and now I'm relaying it to Minho. I'll keep in mind what he said. For now, he's the only one who got my back. Newt is probably somewhere in the Garden thinking of bad scenarios.

"Did you grab yourself breakfast already?" I placed my hands in my pocket trying to change the subject

"Actually no, you?" he  squinted, rebounding.

"Lets go" I said after taking a last glance at the three boys.

The walk towards the Kitchen was awfully quiet. I'm guessing Minho doesn't talk much in this sort of situation, I was only a couple of steps behind but it felt like he walks faster after every second. My eyes wandered elsewhere until they met Alby and Newt's.
They both were heading towards us.

"Hey Minho"

"Don't worry, I got this" he rolled his eyes. "Morning, anything I can do-"

"You two running today?" Alby cut him off the moment he was about to finish his sentence. Needless to say I stood there like a broken doll. I didn't move an inch further away from them. I didn't want to cause more trouble and I know for a fact that Minho won't create one as long as I'm here. I saw him giving the Glade's leader a stern look before giving him an answer.