The Difference Between(Alana's Story) Scorch Trails

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Alana's P.O.V
   I wake up next to Minho who's arm is under my head as a pillow. We're bonding closer as we get past terrible things that keep trying to pull us apart. I get up making Minho groan, I smile than black marks marked his clothes. What happened? I lifted his shirt and saw that raw skin has filled his stomach. I opened my backpack to find some bandages and a medkit, I pulled out bandages and started rapping it around the raw skin, only the puncture wounds are impossible to get unless he got......electrocuted. I started putting it on quickly when I felt a hand on my leg, I stopped letting the blood flow when it could lead to an infection, I look at the hand which lead to Minho. I felt tears roll down my face, than started to continue to rape his stomach which was dyed red from the blood. I felt a hand on my wrist, stopping me from continuing, I looked at Minho, I couldn't help it but, a sob came from me than I said through the sobs

      "Minho, please. You need it, don't kill yourself." He moves his hand on my cheek and pulls me into him. I feel the sounds, there hot with enegery, sizzling over like lava spilling. Since my head was right there, I sit up a little with Minho's arm still around my back, I perused my lips to his, mine brushing against his, his lips felt like sandpaper. I pull away than continue, he still tries to stop me but, I continue until I finish. I look over and see Chuck there sitting against the closet, moving in his sleep. The memories of what happened in the Glade, where I met new people, had fun spending time with friends, many other things makes me feel......terrible. I had people die there because they weren't aware, I had people that I cared about.

      "Please, just stop where about me. Your my little shank and all I want is that you survive even if I risk my life to save yours." I heard Minho say. I grab his hand which was still on my leg and than grasp it in mine and say wanting this to become a happy ending after all of this

     "Don't. Please don't risk your life for me, I love you more than ever and if I lost you, I would be broken. I would die rather than have other people save me from falling in hell, I'm broken more than you think I am, losing people that are close to me, that I'm friends with, in love with, and my family. I'm failing to save people I love the most because of WICKED my life won't hell, they'll be living in hell for the rest of their lives." I can tell I want to kill WICKED. I lay back down next to Minho with his arm under my head, I couldn't stop thinking of what WICKED did to me and my friends, murdered them, tortured them, minuplated them. I heard a knock on the door, which woke everyone up. I sat up into a sitting position than put my finger on my lips, I got up and jestured toward the window.

     "Minho, make sure everyone gets out." I whisper to Minho as everyone grabs there stuff and try to quietly break the boards off the window than crawl out quietly.

      "Wait, what about you?" Minho says whispering to me as he gets up on his feet.

       "Well, I need to see who it is other whys we might get abused." I whisper back. I pull him in for another quick kiss, I move past him and I say before he leaves the window, being the last one out

     "I'll meet you over by the other house." He nodded than went out. I turned the door nob and opened the door.

Minho's P.O.V
    We run behind the third house from the one we where just in than we just waited. After a few minutes passed, I heard a gunshot from the house that we where just in a few minutes ago, I dropped my stuff and ran to the house but, before I could move a step I see a man pulling Alana by the waist as she beags to be let go. She tries to fight although he just shots her in the leg, she screams in pain as she gets dropped in the sand.

Alana's P.O.V
   I already fought him 2 times and my body's screaming me to stop. I try to fight again but, he just shots my leg, I scream again although louder. He picked me up and threw me acrossed the Scorch, I see everyone coming this way as Minho yells

     "Stop!" Although when Minho said it the guy pointed at him. I tried to move but, every time I moved pain sprand me, I scream out in pain when I try to move even though I try, it feels like worse than death. I felt pain course through me like 500 billon bullets hit me, the man put the gun against my head and said

      "Give 5 hundred billon dollars." He says pushing it harder into my skull. No one moved because we didn't have any money. He shot my arm, I screamed in pain, Minho ran into the man almost shooting Minho as he kept beating the shit out of him. I couldn't do anything, the man pushed Minho off of him than picked me up by the hair again, he said about to throw me again

     "Give it to me or it will be the end of her." I shake my head and try to get out, tasting blood in my mouth

      "We....don't have....the.... money." I tried not to scream more pain but, I couldn't my body was so beat up that it can't defend for it self anymore. He punched me and threw me acrossed the Scorch floor. When I hit the sandy floor, my vision went pitch.

Minho's P.O.V
    "Alana!" I screamed. I felt rage flow through me, I ran to the man who pointed the gun at me but, I dodged all the bullets than I tackled him to the ground. I kept punching him over and over again til I felt people pull me back, I stopped and looked behind me and saw Newt, Aris, Frypan, Winston, everyone except Thomas. I ran over to Alana who was rubbed on the cheek by Thomas. I gave him a growled look than took Alana's limpy body, I heard footsteps come closer to me than ever and when they stopped her limbs fell to the ground coming closer to Alana's body, Teresa had picked her up and hugged her close to her chest just like Alana did to Teresa when she came up in the box than she sobbed. I know how she feels right now, Aris just walked over than put to fingers on the top of her hand in the middle and said

     "She's still alive but, losing too much blood at once." He sat down quickly got bandages out, Teresa laid her down, back against it. He rapped the bandage around her wounds, she squeezed her eyes shut, I grab her and hold her in my grasp. When he was all done, she opened her eyes looking at me, she sat up but held her head, I tried to help her up although, she just collapsed again and again til the almost 50th time she finally got it. The bullet wounds must have been bad because when we started walking for a couple minutes or hours she's been falling flat on her face. I put her arm around my neck and help her while we walk close to the Safe Heaven Alana has been telling us about.