3. The Maze Issue

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(Y/N) POV

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I woke up, dreading that evening,

It never rained or was cloudy in the Glade but it would certainly help the mood if it did...

I grabbed a jacket from one of the piles of clothes and wrapped it around my shoulders,

Newt was up to,

He left with a wave over his shoulder for the gardens...

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We didn't talk until that evening,

I left the slices hut by the barn and walked towards the doors,

I saw Newt,

He gave me a sad smile as he followed the keepers to the front of the Maze doors,

I followed behind him,

Some of the Gladers, including myself, picked up some spears and huddled around the keepers,

I caught Newts eye and he mouthed

It's ok

I smiled back, but it didn't reach my eyes as I saw Minho drag Ben towards us,

My stomach did a flip as I tried to glare at the boy and feel some sort of emotion other then pity or guilt.

I readied my spear as Minho shoved Ben into the middle,

Thomas and the young boy Chuck were watching, but when Minho cut the ropes around Ben's hands Chuck turned away,

Ben was crying as he stood up,

" please... Minho dont do this..."

I could see the pain in Minhos eyes as he stepped back and picked up a 'T stick.

"No... No please..."

The doors began to close and I gripped my spear with white knuckles,

"No... ITS HIS FAULT!! PLEASE!!"

Ben tried to push against the spears and T sticks but we managed to keep him back,

And finally... He was pushed into the maze...

With one final cry for help the doors closed in front of Ben,

I would never get the image of his pleading face out of my head,

Before Ably could start his big speech I walked away,

Actually I stomped away,

I wasn't really one to cry, I don't remember the last time I cried, probably when Newt jumped...

I wasn't crying now...

I was just mad at the world, at the people who put us in here and I felt like screaming and throwing something!

I gripped my spear and with all my power I threw it as hard as I could at a near by tree

The spear stuck into the tree bark,

I panted as boys gave me scared and worried looks,

"Damn... stupid... shucking... why are we here?"

I huffed as I went to go get the spear from the tree,

It was stuck in the bark which only made me more mad,

I was trying so hard to pull the spear out that I probably had splinters and my fingers were defiantly bleeding,

"Hey need some help?"

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