Conflicted

chapter 9

Cloth filled my mouth. It tasted of dirt. Not something I wanted to wake up to. The room I was in was dimly lit, and my hands and legs were bound together. I looked to the left, seeing Thomas bound to a chair as well, but not gagged.

The gun guy was resting the gun on his leg, pointed at Thomas' knee. He was interrogating Thomas, and Thomas proceded to tell them the whole story he had told me. About the maze, the Griever things, and the everything else. I noticed gun guy was a leftie, which meant if I took out his left hand... But I had to get unbound first.

A crash sounded from upstairs, catching the Cranks attention. In one swift movement, gun guy pointed the gun at my head and fired. I yelped and ducked, the bullet missing my head by an inch.

"What is happening up there?" Gun Guy yelled, sending his two goons upstairs to check. He glared at Thomas and hissed, "If this is some elaborate rescue plan, your girlfriend's brain is going to be all over the wall."

Before the gun guy could finish, someone hit him over the head with a plank of wood. Minho stepped into the room.

"Well you two look cozy."

Thomas sighed and said, "Just get us out of here, Minho."

After I was unbound, I ran upstairs, not letting Thomas ask if I was okay, which I knew he was going to do. I found Jorge, and gave him a big hug.

"There you are, chica. I've been worried if anything happened to my right-hand man," Jorge said, patting my back.

I just smiled. Thomas appeared, talking to Minho about something. Still with a big smile on my face, I turned and winked at him, letting him know I was okay. I was okay.

Everyone started to file out of the tiny club, and I found myself besides Newt. I looked at him, suddenly curious. I had no idea what happened to him while we were being held captive.

"What happened to you?" I asked him.

"Uh, well... I got spun around a bit, the lady was a bit... Loony," Newt said, his eyes cast downward.

At least he didn't almost get his head blown off. Which was a good thing, I guess. He was cute when he was embarrased.

Thomas was the last one out of the room. I was walking towards him to talk to him, when gun guy appeared in the doorframe. I screamed and started running towards him, to push him out of the way, but he had already fired the gun. And the bullet buried itself in Thomas' shoulder.