I am Minho

Chapter 14

"Isabelle, put that down," said Alby.

"Who are you to tell me to do that?" she smirked.

  Isabelle spun around and stabbed a boy behind her. He held his stomach as he coughed out blood. He fell onto his knees and collapsed on the ground. Now I feel sorry that I hadn't gotten to know him better. She didn't feel just a little bit of pity and left him there. She threatened a few boys to join her team and they reluctantly agreed in fear of dying.

  They took their weapons and charged forward. All of us (the rest of the Gladers) had to rely on our self defence skills to beat Isabelle. One by one, more went down. The Glade now looked like a war battlefield, with the gory sight of dead bodies and blood.

  I stole a glance at Isabelle who was vigourously stabbing a boy without and pity. The endless battle between us continued until the afternoon. Suddenly, Isabelle stopped doing whatever she was doing and collapsed to the ground. Without their leader, all her followers stopped fighting.

"Isabelle!" I screamed as I ran towards her.

"Isabelle? Are you okay?" I asked as I shook her cold body.

"Minho! What are you doing? She tried to kill us!" asked Alby.

"No, it wasn't her! WICKED was controlling her!" I said.

"I don't care!" I said.

"Just throw her in the slammer," I pleaded.

  Alby pushed me to the side and thrusted the dagger into Isabelle's chest. She coughed out blood as her eyes flickered.

"Minho," she whispered.

"Please. Don't leave me. I'll get a med-jack" I said as I held her head and rubbed her cheeks.

"It's okay," she smiled.

Isabelle closed her eyes as her hand fell onto the floor.

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