LIMERENCE | ❝If you ain't scared... you ain't human.❞
limerence
/ˈlɪmɪrəns/
noun
1.(psychol) a state of mind resulting from romantic attraction, characterized by feelings of euphoria, the desire to have one's feelings reciprocated, etc.
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Things had been as about normal as things had ever been in the Glade.
The new Greenies had come up in the box, one every month, the most recent newbie being a young, chubby boy with curly hair whose name was Chuck. The weekly supplies had also been sufficient, and Clara was certain that all the Gladers appreciated it.
Newt had come out of his room as well. He wasn't the same as he had used to be, but Clara was happy to have her friend back.
People continued with their daily jobs, and everything in the Glade seemed to run fairly smoothly.
Fairly smoothly. Of course, there was always something bad happening in the Glade. The Gladers had gotten desperate to escape, and had tried various methods of escaping - They tried climbing to the top with ivy (the ivy didn't go all the way to the top), they tried going down with the Box (The Box wouldn't go down unless it was completely empty), they even tried lowering someone down after the Box had gone down (The poor bugger had been sliced in half, and the Gladers put the top half of the body in the Box to remind Greenies not to be so stupid).
Most of these attempts had ended in death for the Glader who had volunteered to try.
Clara tried her best to brush it off - she figured that it was no use crying over something that she couldn't change.
She decided to carry on with her work as a Med-Jack, trying to help the Gladers in any way that she could.
"That should do it,"she said as she bandaged up a Slicer who had cut himself.
"Thanks,"the Slicer thanked her.
"No problem,"she smiled.
As the Slicer left, she saw Nick walk in.
"Hey, Nick. What's up?"she asked.
"Actually, I was wondering if I could show you something,"he told her.
"Yeah, sure,"she replied. "If Clint asks where I am, just tell him I'll be right back,"she told Archie.
She followed Nick out of the Med-house and they started walking to the Deadheads.
She was curious to as what Nick was going to show her, but decided not to ask.
When they reached the middle of the Deadheads, they stood in silence for a minute before Nick collapsed.
"Nick! Oh my God, are you okay?"she asked Nick as she dropped next to him, trying to see what was wrong.
"I can't control it,"he said, his voice suddenly rough and hostile-sounding. "Run, Clara."
She started to panic. "Nick, what can't you control?"
"The creators - I think they're controlling me,"he told her, whimpering slightly, also panicking.
"Run."
She saw Nick dig around in his pocket and pull out a short dagger. He looked at it for a second, then at her.
And then she was running, the adrenalin kicking in.
"Someone! Help me!"she screamed while running. "Help me!"
She regretted not being fitter, but she didn't give up and ran as fast as she could, trying to keep her breathing steady.
She heard Nick collapse halfway, and then heard him say,"I can't control it!"
She didn't stop running until she reached the Glade, where Newt and some of the other Gladers were standing.
"Newt!"she said, out of breath.
"Clara!"he shouted back. She stopped running once she got to them, and said in a panic,"He's going to kill me. He's going to kill me."
"We're not gonna let that happen,"Newt reassured her.
She stood behind Newt, who had a stick out, ready to fight if it came down to it.
Nick got to the edge of the Deadheads, right where all the Gladers could see.
"I can't control it, I'm sorry,"he said, then plunged the dagger into himself.
The only thing that you could hear from the Glade was Clara's scream.
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Alby was made the new leader. Mostly everyone had agreed on that.
They decided not to punish Clara as some Gladers had wanted, because Alby and Newt said that there was nothing to punish her for.
Even though she wasn't being a punished, she still felt terrible, and the guilt and grief were eating her up inside.
That night, she sat outside and stared up at the stars. While she was looking at them, it helped her to forget about her problems for a few minutes, and it was exactly what she needed.
Everything seemed to be upside down at the moment, but one thing was for sure...
Things would never be the same again.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
RIP Nick, you will be missed 😭❤
What do you guys think about Nick? Tell me what you think in the comments❤
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