Her and I

Stung

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Hey readers! Just saying, this next part (below) is kind of like what happend with Thomas and Ben in the first movie. Just Ben hasn't got stung it was Joe (read previous chapter to know who he is) just warning you, cause I know personally, I don't really like read retakes off the movie. So yeah I've got other ideas for this book in mind. But I just need to space them out a bit. I hope your enjoying tHe story so far.
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I wandered around the deadheads some more, until I felt a chilly breeze blow past me, I kicked at the leaves as I walked back, looking at the ground. I heard heavy breathing in front of me. I looked up, the boy, Joe was there

"Oh hey Joe, do you want to wal-" I noticed his upper lip was twitching and his right hand shaking so furiously I thought I was going to rip off his forearm. His eyes were bloodshot and spit was flying out his mouth.
"Are, are you ok?" I walked slowly to him with a hand reached out. He growled a low, mucus like growl and jumped at me. I screamed as I hit the ground. He grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me up, but slamming me against a tree trunk, I yelled out, my back arching. I scrambled at his hands that were trying to close around my neck.

"YOU!" He yelled, "YOU NEED TO GO! NO ONE WANTS YOU HERE!" He spat. I screamed again, this time muffled because his hands were pressing against my neck. I tried screaming for Newt and Minho
"NEWT! MINHO! HELP" I kicked at Joe's legs. He stumbled back and I turned and ran for the glade, I heard him yell after me "YOU ARE GOING TO Die!"
I yelled for help again "HELP HELP ME" he dived and grabbed hold of my ankle.
My head hit first, those black stars were back, my mind raced to get rid of them, I saw Joe jump on top of me, I tried to scream, but no sound came out, I tried to defend myself, but my arms wouldn't move, I was paralysed in my own body, but not in my mind, Joe was screaming something at me, but I couldn't hear him, then finally seconds later the back stars disappeared and I regained my voice, hearing and movement. I gasped at his tight hold on my neck, and tried to squirm out from his grip but I couldn't he was to strong "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU ARE GOING TO CAUSE US ALL TROUBLE" He yelled. I felt my lungs scream for air, my chest heaved in and out looking for a way to find precious oxygen.

I gasped out. Then he went limp, and fell off me. I sat up, begging for air, my hand went to my neck, rubbing where his fingers were. I looked around to Joe, he was being held down by, Newt, Minho, Clint and Jeff. I looked behind me to see all the other boys there too. I tried to stand up, but my lungs forced me to sit down and suck in the oxygen I needed. Newt shot me a worried glance. His eyebrows knitted with anxiety. Then he returned to Joe. I felt a tug on my arm, I flinched back, but it was only Alby, I let him pull me up,
"What happened?!" He asked letting go of me, making sure I was steady
I opened my mouth to talk but no words came out. I didn't know what had happened.. he just.. attacked! I shook my head. And watched Joe writhe on the ground under the boys grip. He was yelling something but no one was listening.

Once he got sight of Alby he froze and fear plunged into his eyes.
"No, no, no, no Alby I didn't mean it I swear!"
Alby glanced around at the boys, then to Newt he said.
"Lift his shirt". Joe's eyes went wide and he struggled again against their hands. Newt ripped up his shirt and there was a big black mark, with vein like lines in colours of red, blue, purple and black, that spread up to his chest and now that I looked properly, his neck too. Alby sighed and called,
"Put him In the pit"
Newt let go of him and fast walked over to me. Another boy took his place. I let out a shaky breath what was wrong with that boy?

" are you ok!?" He asked frantically, looking along my neck. He placed both hands on my shoulders and turned me so I was facing him instead of Joe. I swallowed and tried to read his expression. He frowned
"We need to get Jeff.. or Clint.. or someone to look at that." He said pulling me along back to the Glade. He wrapped his left hand around my right. I stared blankly at it. And asked him
"What's wrong with Joe" I whispered
Newt turned back to me, worry and stress painted his face.
"He's been stung" he answered lowly.