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#even if we're still not sold on his name being edgar
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for you that said "ashamedly attracted" to sullivan, you know who you are I won't @ you, just know I am there with you except I have no shame whatsoever I think he's very pretty - I have Sid call him "pretty boy" all the time since I can't
(I called him "the pretty one" when helping my parents distinguish him on screen, and damn the confused sounds, how dare)
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The Trials of Emi
Pairing: A little Minho. A sprinkle of Frypan. Gally x Emi(OC)
Summary: Emi, her twin brother Thomas, and a small group of gladers had been rescued and taken to a safe haven. Or so it seemed. It doesn't take long for Thomas to realize something is wrong. What happens next is a true trial for all of them but Emi's trials began the moment she was ripped away from a dying Gally. Watching someone you love die right before your eyes truly takes a toll.
Finally meeting the right arm could have been the end but betrayal leads to even more chaos and loss. A new mission to rescue those taken from them leads them to a city. The last city. After Emi finally comes to terms with everything that's happened something unfolds that changes everything again. She will have to not only deal with helping her brother take down WCKD and save their friend but also deal with all the new problems in her head and her heart.
Rating: As of right now it’s at most PG13. Some strong language that’s about it but it could change.
(This is the 2nd part/book to my other story "The Maze trials: A Gally Fanfiction". This will cover the events of the scorch trails and the death cure.)
Chapter Two
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The next day I kept my distance from everyone. I knew I looked awful. I hadn't slept for the rest of the night after all the boys woke me up. I could feel the bags under my eyes and all the guys from my group that kept looking at me with worry clear on their faces was telling me I did indeed look half exhausted and half dead.
At this point I didn't care. I sat silently a seat or two down from the rest of the group. I just wanted to be left alone. Thomas and Newt kept watching me though. At least Thomas seemed to be done with his tangent on the bodies he saw last night. He wouldn't shut up about it this morning.
He had apparently snuck out while we were all still asleep. He said when he got back in the room he could see me thrashing in my sleep. It was only a minute or two later I started shouting loud enough to wake up all the boys.
"Hi" a girl said softly as she came to sit next to me.
I gave her a small smile and nod. She seemed unsure for a moment before continuing to talk.
"I'm Angie" she said with a bright smile as she extended her hand to me.
I took it with my small smile still in place. I shook her hand lightly then let go. She was looking at me curiously.
"And you are?" She asked raising a brow at me.
I felt a body scoot closer to me on the other side. A hand extended in front of me towards the girl. It was Newt. A smile wide on his face.
"I'm Newt and this is Emi. Good luck getting her to talk though. She hasn't said a word since we got out of the maze." He told the girl as she shook his hand.
She looked at me. Her eyes seemed to soften and fill with understanding.
"I can only imagine what happened to you in there. My group had our share of horrendous experiences." She said with a now sad smile.
I gave a small nod hoping she would go away now. I obviously wasn't wanting a conversation.
"I just wanted to say hi and introduce myself. Us ladies need to stick together. Too many boys around." She chuckled softly.
Newt scoffed like he was insulted.
"I kinda like all the boys around." He said cheekily winking at her.
This made me smile. A real genuine smile. I nudged Newt away with my elbow making him laugh. Angie looked back at me with a questioning brow raised.
"Is he-" she paused leaning closer to me.
"Gay?" She asked in a whisper.
I smiled and chuckled softly as I nodded. Her smile widened as she leaned back to peak at Newt. I turned my head to see him sitting fairly close to Thomas. Thomas didn't seem to mind his close proximity. I watched as Newt laughed at something that was said. He leaned forward placing his hand on top of Thomas' thigh. Thomas showed no signs of feeling uncomfortable from his touch. It actually seemed like Thomas moved his legs even closer to Newt. I smiled at the small action none of the other boys noticed. Angie chuckled behind me making me turn back to her.
"Well that is something. Listen Emi, if you decide you want or need to talk about whatever happened to you. I'm always free to help out another lady." She said smiling.
She patted my arm then stood up and walked back over to her table where several other girls were sitting. I turned back to Newt and Thomas. I hadn't realized the two had even gotten that close yet. I knew Newt liked him but I never got the chance to ask Thomas about how he felt.
Later that day we were back in the cafeteria eating dinner. This time I was sitting between Newt and Fry. Thomas was on the other side of Newt. Minho and Winston were on the other side of the table. Janson walked into the room holding a clipboard. Everyone seemed to quiet down quickly at the sight of him.
"You know the drill. When I call your name please join me." Janson said then raised the clipboard.
"Barry, Walt, Edgar, Samantha" Janson started to call slowly.
His voice was drowned out by Thomas who had gotten our groups attention. We all leaned closer to hear him.
"I want to know what's threw that door." Thomas said sternly as he stared at the door in front of us
Newt groaned softly.
"We've been over this. You said they were covered up so you don't know what you saw. It could have been anything under there." Newt said trying to get threw to Thomas.
I already knew he was wasting his breath. I could she the stubbornness and determination etched on Thomas' face as he continued to stare at the door.
"I'm telling you what I saw. They were bodies. Aris said they bring in a new batch every night." Thomas stated.
"Who the hell is Aris?" Minho asked him.
Thomas turned his head and nodded towards a small boy sitting at a table alone. He was the boy the other group told us had been here the longest.
"Well, I'm sold." Minho said sarcastically.
"And last but not least, David. Thank you for your attention. Enjoy the rest of your evening." Janson said loudly.
He lead the group of kids out of the room threw the usual guarded door.
"We don't  know anything for certain. We should just keep our heads down and try not to draw any attention to ourselves. Alright?" Newt said making all the sense in the world.
I nodded silently agreeing with him. Thomas, on the other hand, slammed his hands on the table then shot to his feet.
"What is he doing?" Newt asked stiffening as Thomas walked swiftly to the door.
"I think he's drawing attention to himself." Fry stated simply.
I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face. These boys truly knew their come backs. Thomas was grabbed by the guard and stopped in his tracks. I couldn't hear what they were saying but by the look on the guard's face this wasn't going to be good. Thomas was shoved back again as he tried to walk past. He turned back towards the table then paused. Oh no. This is gonna be bad. He whipped back around throwing himself at the guard in a feeble attempt to get past him. This made all of us jump to our feet. I was the first to reach Thomas grabbing his arm and pulling him back from the guard. Newt grabbed his other arm holding him back.
"Control your friend!" The guard shouted at us.
Janson came running into the room stepping between us and the guard.
"What's happening here?" Janson asked angrily.
He turned from the guard to Thomas, back to the guard, then finally back to Thomas.
"Thomas, I thought we could trust each other. You know we're all on the same team here." Janson said in a mixture of disbelief and disappointment.
Thomas stepped closer to Janson.
"Are we?" He asked narrowing his eyes at the man.
Janson sighed then turned to the guard.
"Get them to their bunks." He ordered then walked away.
The guards grabbed us and pushed us forward. They had us moving quickly until we were outside our room. They opened the door shoving us all inside roughly then slammed and locked the door behind us.
"What the hell was that?" Minho asked harshly as all the boys rounded on Thomas.
"You didn't really think they were just going to let you threw?" Newt asked in bewilderment.
Thomas chuckled dryly
"No, of course I didn't." Thomas paused.
He reached to his back pocket then pulled out an unmistakable key card. You have got to be kidding me. All the boys and myself groaned in annoyance.
"I'm gonna find out what's on the other side of that door." Thomas said sternly with the key card firmly in his hand.
Newt sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked incredibly disapproving of Thomas' actions.
"Newt, their hiding something. These people are not who they say they are." He said trying to get Newt to understand.
"No, Thomas, you don't know that. The only thing that we do know is that they helped rescue us from W.C.K.D. They gave us new clothes, they gave us food, they gave us a proper bed. Some of us haven't had that in a long time." Newt explained sternly.
Thomas started to retort but Newt put his hand up silencing him.
"Some of us a lot longer than others." He added.
A sudden loud bang made me jump. Turning around I saw the metal air shaft cover lying in the middle of the room. The next second a head popped out from under one of the bunks.
"Hey Thomas" Aris said non chalantly.
"What the hell?" Fry asked no one in particular.
"You got it didn't you?" Aris asked Thomas ignoring everyone else.
Thomas showed him the key.
"Yea, yea, let's go" he said as he moved to follow Aris who had disappeared again.
Thomas paused turning back to the group as he knelt on the ground.
"Alright, maybe you guys are right. Maybe I'm just being paranoid but I gotta find out for sure. Just cover for me. I'll be back as soon as I can." Then he slipped under the bed and disappeared.
"What just happened?" Winston asked aloud.
"No. Bloody. Idea." Newt said threw clenched teeth.
I made my way over to my bed as the boys settled into their own. All but Newt. He was pacing the middle of the floor looking terribly distraught. I watched him for a few minutes before sighing and laying down. As soon as I closed my eyes I felt someone sit on the edge of my bed. I opened my eyes to see Newt.
"What do you think?" He asked me quietly.
I just shrugged.
"Come on Emi. Please talk to me I need you. Am I overreacting? Should I be more trusting of Thomas?" He asked in a whisper watching my face for any sign of an answer.
I didn't want to answer. I was perfectly fine living my life with my last words spoken being to Gally. I knew that Newt needed me. I knew he needed an answer. I sat up and cleared my throat. Newt suddenly looked hopeful.
"Not overreacting but do trust him more." My voice sounded weird even to my own ears.
Newt smiled wide then pulled me into a hug.
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