Survive: A Maze Runner Fanfic

Chapter 20

I stand nervously tied to the pole. If there weren't ropes holing my arms and legs, I would collapse from fear.
"Hey Greenie." Someone says behind me. I look and see Gally.
I don't respond, jut glare at him.
"Why you so upset?"
"Hum, let me think. Maybe because you've beaten me and starved me. Now you want to be nice?" I says angrily.
"I never said I wanted to be nice." He says, walking closer to me. Soon I feel his breath on theh back of my neck. I shiver in fear. He continues to walk closer until he stands right in front of me. He presses. His body against mine. I turn my face away.
"This is just the way I want you." He says seductively and evilly at the same time.
He starts to tug at my shirt hem and my pants. I try to wriggle away, but it's no use with the ropes. He lowers my pants and presses his body against mine. I whimper and he does the same to himself. I close my legs together, knowing what he's trying to do.
"I knew you'd try to scream, so I came prepared." Gally smiles pulling out a thick piece of rope and ties it around the back of my head, making me quiet.
He violently shoves my legs apart and thrust his junk into me.
Tears fill my eyes. I try to scream, but it's impossible.
"You like this don't you?" He asks. I shake my head quickly and try to get him off.
He groans as he thrusts harder into me. I sob loudly, choking on the rope in my mouth.
Why hasn't anyone noticed what he's doing to me! I feel helpless; I can't move a muscle! Please someone come help me! Please?
Blood flows steadily down my inner thighs, my body not used to this action.
"Please stop!" I beg, but my words are muffled by the rope.
He moans more in pleasure and thrusts even harder and faster. I sob. He digs his nails into my back, making me arch my back away from the pole. He punches my stomach to put me back.
A few minutes later, he stops and breathes heavily. He releases me and and pulls up his pants and walks away.
I sink against the pole, tired, sore, and bleeding.
"Macie!" I hear. It's Newt. I want to respond, but I can't.
He runs over to me, Thomas following closely behind. Thomas cuts the rope free from my arms and feet. I fall into Newt. He sets me gently on the ground and removes the rope from my mouth. I sob loudly. Thomas tries to put my pants back on.
"Ow! Thomas stop, that hurts!" I sob in pain. He looks at me sympathetically and covers my lower body with my pants, instantly turning them a dark red.
"What happened?" Newt asks.
"I was raped." I sob, barely being able to check my breath.
"By who?"
"G...Gally." I sob. Newt pulls me closer to him. I bury my face in his shirt. "I'm sorry, Newt."
"Why are you sorry? You did nothing wrong. You were defenseless against him." Newt soothes quietly. He rubs my back trying to calm me.
"We're going to take you to the med-jacks, alright?" Thomas asks.
I nod. Newt lifts me up and carries me. I sob and yell in pain.
"Shhh. We're almost there, love. It's okay." He says, kissing my forehead.
Thomas shoves open the medical building door.
"She's been raped. Can you help her?" Thomas asks desperately.
"I...I can try. Lay her down Newt." Jeff says calmly.
He lies me down on the table and I whimper softly. Newt sits by my head and talks quietly in my ear. Thomas stands on the other side, doing the same.
Jeff tries to separate my bloody legs, but I refuse and cry.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to see what's wrong." He says calmly.
Soon I feel defeated and let him look. He cringes at the sight. Newt looks up and sees Jeff's nervous face.
"What? What's wrong?" He asks.
"She's torn pretty bad." Jeff says quietly.
I whimper softly. "It hurts." I cry.
Newt stands and hugs me gently. "It's okay. I know it hurts. I'm sorry."
"We need to try to see you up." Jeff says calmly. I shake my head in response.
"It'll hurt." I cry.
"It'll become infected if we don't."
"Macie, it'll be okay. I'll stay here the whole time with you if you want." Newt says.
I nod at look at him even though my sight is blurred by tears.
"Can you stay too, Thomas?" I ask quietly.
"Of course." He responds.
Jeff nods and leave the room, going to get some supplies.
I whimper softly. Newt wipes my years away with his thumb and tries to calm me down. Thomas gently strokes my hair, trying to calm my nerves.
Jeff soon returns with extra gauze, a stitching needle, black stitching thread, and some antiseptic. He sets them down on the table next to him and turns to face me.
"You ready?"
I nod slowly. Tears brim my eyes again. He takes a white towel and drenches it it water. He cleans the insides of my thighs, turning the towel a light pink.
"This might sting." Jeff warns, looking down at another rag he covers with the clear antiseptic.
I take a shaky breath and grab Newt's hand. He squeezes it reassuringly and gives me a small smile.
Jeff presses the pad of gauss gently to my tore vagina. I bite my lip and whimper in pain.
"It's okay. You're okay." Newt whispers in my ear.
"Stop please! That hurts!" It yell at Jeff.
"I'm almost done, Macie. Just a little longer then it'll be over." Jeff responds pressing the pad harder to the tare.
I cry out at the sting of the antiseptic. He finally takes away the pad and the stinging slowly disappears.
"I'm going to start sewing you up now." Jeff says.
I look over at Thomas and then at Newt. They smile, but they aren't true smiles. Just a slightly gesture when you don't really know what to do, because you can't help in any way.
Jeff slowly and gently touches the skin around my vagina and sticks the needle in. I yelp slightly. Newt leans down and begins whispering sweet things in my ear. I try to listen, but the pain is unbearable.
Jeff slowly moves the needle in and out if my torn skin, swiftly bringing the skin that's tore closer together to it's originality.
As soon as he's done, he puts the bloody needle down and grabs another pad with antiseptic.
"No, please don't. Please." I beg.
"I have to clean it. But after this, I promise, I'm finished. Can you stick with me for a little while longer?"
I nod slightly and shut my eyes tightly. The stinging is even more intense with the stitches. I start to sob.
"It's okay. I know it hurts. He's almost done." Thomas soothes.
After a few minutes, he takes the bloody pad away. The stinging subsides as Jeff bandages the wound.
You won't be able to move, but I also need to take a look at the scratches on your back." Jeff says, walking to my side. "Newt, Thomas, can you help me turn her onto her side. Clint, grab a few towels to put between her legs so she can't break the stitches."
Clint followers the orders and grabs two towels.
"On three. One....two....three." Jeff says. Newt and Thomas grab my forearms and hips. I whine as they move my limp body, irritating the stitches Jeff just put in. Clint places the towels between my legs to keep the stitches in place.
"Get some sleep." Newt says. Jeff continues to examine my back.
"Stay here, okay?" I whisper.
"I promise." He says. I smile faintly and my eyes flutter shut, giving in to the exhaustion that has overtaken my body.