Minho's Little Runner

Minho's Little Runner

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This is a Maze Runner story but to find out more you have to start reading.(I was never good a description so sorry about that)This is a Minho fanfiction. Warning:This is my very first story so enjoy
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"What's wrong Minho?" You taunted, "Getting déjà-vu?" "You waited for a moment but he hesitantly grabbed your arm, you pulled him up, getting so much resistance that you nearly fell to your death. "As if on an instinct he gripped your arm with both hands, "Y/n!" "You're just stuck," You noted calmly, "Find the vine you're tangled with, use your free hand." He gave you a look that made you grin, he didn't trust you one bit. "Do it, or you'll be hanging here for eternity," You told him, but under the threat there was a message implied. If you don't do it, I'll hang onto you for eternity too. With apprehension he started pulling at vines, glancing at you every few seconds while you strained to stay still. "Thomas? Do you mind getting up off your butt for a second?" You snapped at the boy. "Another pair of arms came to assist Minho, searching with him until the rope was found and sliced in half. "He's loose! Pull him up," Thomas announced. You remained there, just long enough for Minho's eyes to widen in fear and desperation. It was cruel, but then you pulled him up, watching him scuttle to a wall like a frightened bug. You leaned against one too, sweat falling from your head. Minho's breaths were laboured, eyes bugged to stare at you. "You didn't-" He began but you shut him up. "No," You said, "I do a lot of messed up stuff but- not that. Not my job." "You slid your hands into your hair, looking down at the stone floor, muttering, "Believe it or not, I don't want your blood on my hands."' (Plot rights belong to James Dasher who wrote the Maze Runner series) - Follows the plot of Maze Runner with a few twists and turns TW: Violence, mental illness, addiction, suicide, explicit content I have a account on Pinterest displaying the same stories and a few more written my Ethne Erickson who is my partner on that app! She has her own book written, go ahead and check her stunning writing out!

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