The doctors lead me to another room that's separate from Teresa. They laid me down on the bed, put tubes in my nose, and strapped me down. I felt scared.
"What are you gonna do to me and Teresa?" I ask in worry.
"Don't worry. This will hurt just a little." one of the doctors said to me in a creepy tone.
Oh yeah, that's gonna make me not to worry. I thought sarcastically.
They injected me once again and I felt a little lightheaded and my eyes felt heavy. My vision looked distorted and blurry. I passed out. I started...remembering.
*flashback*
Me and Teresa. We're sisters. Our mother always used to sing to me and Teresa when we had trouble sleeping a lot when we were growing up. Now I know where I get my singing voice from and where I get my looks from since I look different from Teresa even though we're sisters. She has dark hair and blue eyes while I have blonde hair and brown eyes. I looked just like our mother. Teresa must have got her looks from our father. I don't really remember our father. But our mother did tell us that he died when I was a little baby. I even had my mother's kind and innocent heart. She was tough, too. She always fought back and stood up for herself. Just like me and Teresa. I was always close to our mother. So was Teresa. But I was our mother's absolute favorite which made Teresa a little jealous but I told her that even though she may not be mom's favorite, she will always be my favorite sister and that she'll always have me which cheered her up and we hugged. What scared us was that she had the Flare. We didn't know that it was called that though. She was coughing and coughing her guts out. I felt so worried and helpless, I couldn't do anything to help. One night she stopped coughing. Teresa and I were about to check on her. She was right in front of me so I don't get scared. She saw our mother lying on the floor since she rolled off the bed, dead with pale skin, veins around her body, black filled eyes, black blood around her mouth. She looked like a lifeless zombie. With no emotion. That night traumatized us both. Then masked soldiers broke into our house and took us away. I screamed for my dead mother while I was being taken away. I looked at Teresa with tear filled eyes. She gave me a reassuring expression that it's gonna be okay. I hoped so. We gotten to a place called W.C.K.D. We walked in and saw some other kids, too. They looked like they were around our age except one (A/N: in this flashback Jacqui is around 13 and Teresa is around 14). We met them. There was Thomas (14), Newt (14), Gally (12), Minho (14), Frypan (14), Alby (16), Ben (14), Zart (12), Winston (14), Jeff (12), Clint (12), and Chuck (9). Even Newt. My own boyfriend. He also had another girl with her who seemed about the same age as him. I met her, too. Her name was Lizzie. She was his sister. She was very pretty, she looked a lot like Newt except her hair was a little brighter than his. But she had his brown eyes. Somehow the people from W.C.K.D. were calling her Sonya. There was also a woman who was named Dr. Ava Paige. She made me watch my new friends in water tanks. They were screaming for their lives and looked like they were about to drown. I couldn't stand watching them die. They were all sent to the maze. All who was left were me, Teresa, and Thomas. We watched a screen image of the Glade and I can see my new friends there. I couldn't stay here any longer. Dr. Ava Paige is about to send me to the maze with the others and I hear her say the last words before I'm sent up: "Wicked is good." Then that's when all the memories were gone.
*end of flashback*
I felt numb and traumatized from having those memories. I lost my mother. Someone who I was close to always made me feel inspired, happy, taught me how to be kind to others, while my own sister felt left out but I was always there for her because I had to listen to my heart. And our own mother died from the Flare which we ended up being taken to W.C.K.D. and they made us watch our friends die and get tortured in the place. Even my boyfriend. I heard the door slam open but the rest of my hearing felt distorted and echoey. Newt shook me awake. I was half unconscious but I tried waking up so I can know what's happening.
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The Maze Runner Newt x girl Glader
Science FictionA 16-year-old girl named Jacqui (who was named after Jacqueline Kennedy) who is very shy, kind, gentle, and very innocent, shows up in the Glade with no memory of her past except her name and some songs she has heard in her past. She is the only gir...
