Ben is standing in front of me, well more like crouched in front of me. He is in some horrible stance, like an animal ready to pounce on its prey. He stares at me with fury in his eyes. I step back a little. The last time I’ve seen him is about a month ago when he was going through the changing. Now he’s been fine ever since but something’s telling me that he’s not fine.
“Hey Ben Whatcha doin?” I ask.
“Shut up!” He screams. I flinch at the sudden volume of his voice. Adrenaline pulses through me.
“Ben-“ I start.
“Shut up! You! You work with them!” He hisses. I shiver. Them. The creators.
“No I don’t Ben you have to trust me I hate them.” I say backing up.
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” He screams again. I shut my mouth.
“I saw you working with them! You! You created the maze! YOU PUT US HERE!”
He screams and jumps on top of me. I wiggle out of his grip and crawl away only to
be dragged by him. He jumps on top of me yet again pinning me to my stomach and
pinning my arms and legs down with his knees and legs. I wiggle and try to get out
of his grip but he is on top of me and he won’t get off.
“Why are you doing this?” I ask him.
“You’re bad, very, very bad.” He says.
“Ben! No I’m not! I swear I’m perfectly good I hate the creators as much as you do
maybe even more!” I shout.
“No you don’t! You worked with them!” He shouts.
“You did this to us! You are bad. You are WICKED! It’s all your fault!” He screams.
I desperately try to get out of his hold but he won’t budge.
I kick and shout but he rolls me over, quickly and pins me
down before I have the chance to escape. He puts his hand over my mouth as I am
shouting for help. I try to bite at his hand but I can’t. He reaches behind him and
out a knife. When he is doing this I punch him in the jaw, making him fall off of me
and I run. I run as fast as I can out of the deadheads. I start shaking. I am bad. I did
work with the creators. I did make the maze. I start to sob as I remember what Ben
had told me. I am bad. I hear him shouting behind me. Five words I know so well.
“It is all your fault!” He repeats almost like a chant.
I run and look for a place. I don’t want to see anyone. I don’t
want to talk, I don’t want to do anything but run. Run. I look at the now closing door
and start bolting towards them. I run straight out into the maze and turn. Luckily I
know the maze even more then the first time I ran out. Wait. I ran out into the maze.
Alby is going to kill me, if I survive a night in the maze again. I run still shaking and
sobbing from what Ben had told me. I am bad. The gladers shouldn’t trust me, I
might kill them, or something, something worse. I run until I reach the cliff. At least
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Through The Maze //The Maze Runner//
Teen FictionZoe is the first girl to enter the Glade. She brakes a couple rules when she first arrives, she may or may not have fell into... love? With one of the boys but who is it? Alby? Gally? Thomas? Minho? Maybe even Newt? You'll just have to read to find...
