the scorch trials
chapter eleven❛❛ where's bertha? ❜❜
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Poe watched Jorge interrogating the man, Marcus. His face was beginning to swell, bruise and bloodied from Jorge's punches. Demanding Marcus of the Right Arm's location and Marcus wouldn't give it up. If this guy has been smuggling and helping the kids to get them to the Right Arm, why isn't he helping them now and refuses to give out the location? Unless Marcus have another plans for himself.
When Brenda woke up and told Jorge what happened when she and Thomas found this place, that's when Jorge began to interrogate Marcus. To watch and listen to Jorge beating up Marcus to try and get him to talk frustrated Poe. He got up and went around the fireplace, found himself in the other side of the room and there was Leigh and Aris sitting at a table with Anton. Leigh was wrapping white bandages around Anton's hand where he had been cut. Poe went to join them.
"How are you, bud?" He pat Anton's shoulder before taking a seat across the table.
"I'm all right" Anton slightly smiled.
In a moment, Leigh finished, "There you go, kid. Hope that'll be good for a while"
Anton looked at his hand, his palm to his wrist all wrapped in bandages. "Thanks... Leigh" he gave a weak nod then got up.
Poe watched Anton walking away and went to the front of the fireplace to sit with Teo. "That kid is something" Leigh commented, "like he's been through too much and needs a break from all of this. I can see why you're overprotective"
Poe nodded in agreement, sometimes he feels terrible that he's not protecting Anton enough, like whenever Poe tries, something happens. "Yeah, whenever I am, something happens to him" he mumbled.
Leigh gave a sympathetic look at Poe, as if she understands and she does. "Your friend still not waking up?" Leigh asked Poe.
Friend. She meant Thomas. Poe never really thought of Thomas as his friend, not once. For some reason, when Leigh said that Thomas is Poe's friend, oddly infuriates him. "Thomas? No. And he's not... my friend" he rested his elbow on the table.
"Aren't they all your friends? The Gladers?"
"Most of them" there's Newt, Teo, Anton and Frypan. And Teresa. He's barely close with Minho. He remembered a time where Minho told Poe of how it should've been him instead of Nick. There were times where Nico and Poe were rivalries in his first months in the Glade but when Nick died, Nico suddenly lost interest and since the past week have been different between him and Poe. Like they don't have a choice but to work together to survive. Poe is somehow oddly reluctant to consider Teresa as his friend. There is definitely something about her that makes him strangely attach to her at times, and she's also attached to him. To see how she's getting close to Thomas, like at the moment, she hasn't left his side, Poe has seen her looking down at Thomas every ten seconds, anxiously and waiting for him to wake up. There was a hint of rage growing.
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