◦This book contains imagines of Minho.
◦ Based on the movies.
◦ Updates every week.
◦ Credits: Minho and The Maze Runner series belong to James Dashner.
started: 26.03.2019
PasttheGone
[cover by my friend @scorpiogirl013]
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warning! contains sexual assault
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[Diana].
The song "Walking After Midnight" was playing through the speakers. We had gotten free from those ropes and finally the blood could flow to the rest of my body. The girl that we previously meet just saved us from a creep, who was allies with Janson. Or has Minho calls him, RatMan. Basically she killed him.
We were running through the warehouse following Brenda. She guides us to some stairs and we quickly reach the top floor.
Time was running low. Soon Wicked guards would find us and takes to that horrible place to drained us. All to try and find a cure that probably didn't even shucking exist.
Jorge, the guy that we had had the pleasure to meet earlier, rushed us to two closed doors. "Let's go, let's go, let's go. Right this way." He opened the double doors and an abysm stood right bellow us. "You gotta been kidding me" I'm with Fry. "Oh shuck no" my eyes were wide in fear and disbelief. This guy couldn't be serious, could he? What's the point in trying to escape if I would probably die on the way. "Plan B, hermano. You kids wanna get to the Right Arm? I'll lead you to them. But you're gonna owe me." He grabs a rope and slides to the other side. "Follow me!"
"Minho..." I whispered, slowly distancing myself from the high altitude. "Alright let's go" Brenda was rushing us to follow Jorge. Minho was the one to reach first for the rope, but quickly pass it to Newt once he saw my fearful face and how far I already was from the edge. "Hi Diana, you good? We gotta go okay?" He placed his hands on my shoulders trying to gain my attention. But my thoughts where running with all the scenarios of my death. I can't do this. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Since he wasn't getting any response from me, he grabs my hand tightly and guides me to the open doors. I weakly resisted due to my fearfulness. "Aris, come on!" "They're on the top floor!" "Top floor!" "We're on the move!" "Aris, go, go!" "You're next Di." "No Minho, I-I c-can't..." He push down the rope with one hand, the other still secured mine. "Minho y-you go first, okay?" "No Di-" "I promised I'll go next". After a second of hesitation he grabbed tightly on the rope, like he was transmitting his frustration to it. "Shuck me." he murmured under his breath. He went sliding down the rope.
