[REWRITE COMING SOON] A story where a boy with a mysterious and complicated past falls for the boy with a limp. [ newt x male oc x teresa]
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PART I ; The Maze
Three months before Thomas came, a boy name, Poe comes out of the Box with no memories a...
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the scorch trials chapter seven
❛❛i miss the glade❜❜
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The rest of the evening remained silent since they left Winston. Poe could still hear that loud, piercing bang in his ears when Winston pulled the trigger. There wasn't more time to stay any longer, so he left and did what Winston had told him to do.
When it got dark, the Gladers stopped and rest for the night. They found a spot beside an old wrecked ship and couple of containers around. The land they're on might've been used to be a harbour, now it's a dry, wasted, sand land that stretches far from the ruined city to the mountains. Leigh had a fire going while Aris went to get more wood and the Gladers already settled for the night. They haven't said a word all evening and the silence was their way to mourn for the fallen Glader.
The Gladers stared sullenly at the fire, Poe was sitting near Anton who was laying down, using his pack as a pillow, shifted to lay on his side and looked at the fire.
"I thought we were supposed to be immune" Minho is the first of the Gladers to speak since early evening.
"Not all of us, I guess" Teresa said, there were sad and disappointment in her voice.
"If Winston can get infected, we should assume so can the rest of us" Newt added.
It didn't make sense at all, if they were told that they're immune but Winston got infected. It's a frightening thought that some of the Gladers and the Icers may not be immune.
"I'd never thought I'd say it—" Frypan had a trail of wet tear running down his cheek, "I miss the Glade"
Poe hate to admit that he agrees with Frypan. Things may happened in the Glade but hardly something ever happens. Poe was in the Glade for three months and things were fine during those months except the time when they lost Nick. He never thought The Scorch would be a much dangerous place than it was in the Glade. With the giant walls that stood around them made them all safer and helped them sleep at nights.
Poe noticed Teo wasn't in sight. He gazed around for him but he didn't see his friend anywhere in sight. Poe got up, strolled around the area and searched for his friend. He only found him within a minute, just around an old dented container that laid beside the Gladers. Teo was sitting on the ground, his back against the metal wall of a container, his knees up, forearms resting on his knees and holding a gun in his hand. He was staring at nothing.
Poe stared at his friend for a moment, hoping a response from him but there wasn't any, so Poe sat down next to him. They sat quietly for a moment before Poe finally spoke, "Teo?"
"I'll be fine" Teo replied instantly.
He won't be, Poe knew that. To lose a close friend who both have been inseparable for a while is truly hard to imagine, Poe only knew it was difficult. He also felt that he should know what it's like lose someone, but before Nick. He should know what it's like.
