Her and I

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"I'm sorry I'm sorry that was stupid. We should be back out there helping sh-"
He stood up grabbing me and lifting me too. I thought about what we would go back to.
"God dammit y/n! Say something! Please!" He hissed running a hand through his hair. His eyes bore into mine.
"I'm sorry" I mumbled.
He shook his head and let out a tiny manic chuckle
"Sorry? Your sorry! Y/n this is my fault! Okay? Bloody hell" I was so astounded by his manner at the moment that all I could do was watch him, I bit my lip
"Newt, we need to get back" I mumbled
"Right yeah, sorry... I'm sorry" he ran to me and hugged me so tight I thought I was going to burst. His rash decisions were giving me whiplash. I hugged him back "it's okay" I mumbled.

15 days later

"Righto! Everyone put a sock in it!" Alby yelled at the noisy boys, we were sitting in the council waiting for Alby to tell us why. I was sitting next to Dane, or formally known as the Greenie. Newt, Minho, Gally and the rest of the group leaders were standing up the front. As the last whisper came to a hush he stared
"We've decided that when the box comes back up we are going to put one of you shanks down and see if it takes you back to wherever the hell we came from" no one spoke and everything was quiet. George stood up.
He didn't look well and he didn't really talk to anyone anymore. He always had bags under his eyes and the veins on his forearms, hands and neck were always tense.
"I'll do it" every head turned in his direction.
"You sure mate?" Newt asked
"Yeah yeah" he mumbled rubbing his eyes.
"Then it's settled. Next time the box comes up, George you'll go down" Alby said, then told us to bugger off so he could talk with Newt and George. I walked out with Minho. I looked back to Newt. He smiled and mouthed to me 'see ya after' I smiled back.

"Ready for a big day?" Minho asked as we ran through the doors.
"Is george going to be okay?" I ignored his question, we had this thing where we ignored each other's questions a lot.
"George?! The lucky shanks probably gonna get out of here! Of course he's gonna be okay"
I nodded. We turned a corner. We stayed quiet, keeping in precious breaths. Another corner. We were running to section 6. The beetle blades were scurrying around in more numbers than usual.
"You notice that too?" Minho puffed out.
"Yeah" I breathed. We shrugged it off and continued running.

"Oi, I need a drink, you?" Minho slowed to a jog then to a walk.
"Sure!" I puffed we'd been running nonstop and we were in the middle of section 6. I slipped off my backpack and chugged down half the bottle
"Shank, you really need to be more wise about how much you drink" Minho said sipping his own water
"Right" I said putting the bottle back and rolling my eyes. I fixed my shoes and Minho jumped up again.
"Wait here,I'm gonna go check where to go, I won't go far" he said running off around the corner. He did that all the time. I zipped up the backpack and sling it on my back, then clipping it around my waist. I pulled the hair band out of my hair. It didn't feel good when my hair was wound in a knot all day. It flowed nearly all the way down to my mid bac- 'whirrr-clickkk-click' I shot up like a bolt of lightning. I hadn't heard that noise before. But it made my blood run cold. 'Whirrrr-clickkk-click' the noise sounded metallic and heavy, it sound like it was just around the corner. I slowly turned around, there, at the corner where Minho had ran, was what Minho had described as a griever. It's body was surrounded by a shell like oval with metal legs about three on each side. It was very very big.
"Oh shit" I mumbled. I bolted, I ran, I wasn't stopping for that thing to catch up. The grevier screamed and I heard it run at me.
"Minho!!" I screamed. My heart was beating so fast and every hair was on end. My hair flipped around my face. Bad, bad! Idea to take it out. I looked back, the griever was gaining on me, I rounded a corner.
"Ahh! Minho!!!" I yelled, the griever screamed again. I slipped as I ran another corner. Dead end.
"No!" I yelled, I began to run back. Toward the griever, yes. But it was too fast. I screamed in fright. I ran back to the wall. I was stuck. I was as good as dead.
"Minho!!!" I screamed again. The griever screamed back. And dived at me. I slipped and landed on the floor. It landing on top of me. I pushed my arms up and held it off me. But it was really heavy and I knew I wouldn't last long
"AHH!" It had teeth like razors. It's arms slashed at the ground around me. I kicked at it. My arms began to shake
"Minho!" I screamed again. He probably couldn't hear me but it was worth a try. Then suddenly one of its legs gouged into my side.
"AHH!" I screamed out. Straight away I could feel blood seeping out. I don't know how big the cut was but shit! It hurt! I screamed out in pain, the griever screamed back. My arms gave way. I clutched my side. Hot blood stained them as I tried to push the blood back in.
"Oi! Shuckface!" I heard a voice. Minho, Minho! The griever turned around and screamed at him
"Help!" I screamed back.
I heard Minho run at the griever, it screamed again. I felt my head going dizzy. Then there was an ear splitting scream. I tried to work out who was screaming, but It was me. I was screaming. I felt a searing hot pain travel from my leg. One word came to my mind 'stung'. Holy shit! I screamed again. Then everything kind of went muffled. My vision went cloudy and I began to see those terrible black stars again. They always brought bad with them. I could still feel the blood running from my side. The griever was gone. It chased after Minho. Then suddenly he was there, Minho. He scooped me up and I felt like he ran so fast I was flying. He was saying something but I couldn't hear him. He was yelling at me. But I couldn't make it out. Then everything went black

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