Into the Maze

Chapter 18

I marched across the Glade, I had to get my anger out. And what better way than slamming a machete into a stump dozens of times?

Well, none, because I couldn't think of any. And there happened to be a machete right there. I picked it up, shifting it in my hand, before bringing it as hard as I could into the wood.

I smiled a little, pulling it out and doing it again. In fact, I did it so many times I lost count, and the wood got shredded up.

I laughed, pulling back to swing again, as the machete got stuck in the wood. I bent down, trying to pull it out, as someone panted behind me.

I pulled it out and turned, coming face to face with the girl. She was awake, she was confused, and she had noticed they were all guys. All except me.

"I- I don't." She was confused, and she looked just as angry as I had before. But the boys had started to notice, and I wasn't about to let her feel pressured any more than she was now. "That."

She pointed to the machete.

"Bring it." She looked around quickly, before running towards the tree house. I smiled, and laughed, running after her. She climbed the ladder quickly, as I noticed the bag of rocks holding the ladder down, and grabbed one.

I climbed up, shutting the trapdoor and handing her the bag. She looked over the edge as the boys started to gather.

"I don't know where I am." She muttered, looking around and looking panicked. She then eyed me, beginning to wonder if she could trust me.

"The Glade." I told her, putting down the weapon and putting my hands up. She started hyperventilating, looking around as the boys started to shout.

"I don't, I can't, who are you? Where am I? Why?" She started asking, having as many questions as I had when I first got here.

"Here." She stopped, looking down as I picked up a rock. I handed it to her, and then looked over the edge. "Throw it."

I was such a bad influence, but it made her feel better, and looked so cool as the boys started getting things to cover their heads with. I wished I had done something like this.

"Parker! What are you doing up there?" Someone shouted, as I looked over the railing and waved, tossing a rock down.

If my anger wasn't gone before, it was now.

"If you throw one more of those-" Gally started to say, as the girl picked up another rock, tossing it over. It hit him on the top of his head.

"Nice toss." I grinned, sitting back as she just kept throwing them. I was mad at Newt, but I didn't want her to hit him, but I also didn't want her not to. I was conflicted.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, It's Thomas!" Thomas shouted, as she set down the rock she had just picked up, looking over the edge. She had probably remembered saying his name. "I'm coming up."

She grabbed the machete, as we heard his feet up the ladder. He pushed open the trap door, and looked over. "Easy, all right?"

He pushed himself up slowly and looked to me, as I grinned. I moved over to the door, and started to go down, leaving them alone.

"Where is she going?" The girl asked quickly, as I stopped, looking back up at her. I smiled, and shook my head.

"I'll be back, later." I nodded slowly. I liked that she trusted me, for some reason, maybe it was the girl power, but she trusted me.

But, a part of me also trusted her. I had a deep feeling that I had been close to her too.

I got back down, and turned, finding most of the boys had turned and left, but Gally was a little angry.