Injured Feet & Rickety Hearts {Book 1 Completed}

//Chapter 61//

Sorry about the wait guys i've been needing to finish my previous book and then school holidays came around. Most of my time was taken up by my job and the time i had left i really wanted to spend having fun and sleeping in not staying up to 3 writing stories like i normally do. Now that school's started up again, i will very irrespossibly start writing again :0

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Silence took over the room as we worked silently, finding the next letter to be C of course before we moved on to finding the rest. Neither of us spoke a word, we exchange awkward glances but continued doing work.

She seemed like she wanted to say something but was struggling to find the words. I felt like I had to say something, but nor did I know or want to say anything. I still don't understand why I hate her, but hate is hate. It's going to be petty, may as well just embrace it.

"How long have you been here? Being the only girl, I mean?"

Teresa finally piped up, but she didn't lift her eyes from the page. Ugh, I don't want to make light conversation with her. Everyone keeps saying she admitted to triggering the ending. I believe the glader's more than I believe her. So that means I don't trust her, whether I had a weird hatred towards the girl or not.

Newt's words were the only reason I spoke back, he was right. This was no time to be fighting when we were struggling so much to get everything done around here. It was a nightmare. The map room had been burnt, meaning we had some dumbass Glader messing about, Alby was hurt and someone else was going to die tonight.

It wasn't the time.

"About a month, then Thomas came up"

"In that elevator thing? How did the boys behave when you came up? Did they treat you like they're treating me?"

I was intrigued by her curiosity, I suppose she's as much of a greenie as I was when I came up. Even though I didn't trust her, deep down I felt sorry for the girl. She was the only other girl here and I was being cruel. The only person who remotely gave a damn about her was Thomas.

If I was her I guess I would want to reach out to a fellow female. Too bad I'm a shank.

"We call it the Box. Every week the creators send up supplies and every month they send up a new greenie. But that all stopped when you came about. Um... no, I was treated much better than you. I set a pig on one of the builders before Newt calmed me down and helped me out of the box. I ended up sprinting towards the maze, Minho and I collided, and I got knocked out. The next day me and Newt became good friends... some things led to others"

"You and Newt are a thing than? Thomas said you too were close"

I creased my brows, why exactly am I a topic of conversation between those two? I rolled my eyes before nodding, just be civil, Newt won't be long.

"Yeah, it's been about two or so weeks. Hard to keep track in the eye of chaos"

"Everyone seems to respect you? You the tough one round here?"

I was a little confused with how she put what she said? I didn't see why it was important for me to know if I was respected, or how. I mean they liked me, they treated me like a human. I didn't think I was overly respected.

"It's one of the perks of being the girlfriend to the second in command. Plus Minho scares everyone around here"

"Who's Minho to you?"

"Minho's like a brother to me. Newt introduced me to him on my second day, we sort of got along straight away. But then we really started getting attached when I became a runner."