Shattered Love | Scorch Trials

Wonder

  I can't see anything. My head is sore and my eyesight is gone, and I hear someone talking, but it faintly echoes throughout my mind. I feel pressure on my back, and a slight breeze on my cheek. I am being carried. I push my eyelids open and see him. Newt is staring down at me.

  "Someone! Help! It's Olivia!" He yells, shattering my ear drums. "Olivia, speak to me." Hi warm hands hold the icy skin on my face.

  I can't talk, one breath feels like a trickle of pain through my throat.

  I had been without food for five days. I could barely open my eyes, let alone make it to my bed. I was being tortured, no meals, barely any water, and no contact to Newt, along with the grieving of Chuck. It was all too much, my mind went on lockdown.

  I am now on a bed. I feel the thin sheet over my almost bare skin. I re-open my eyes. Newt is in front of my face again.

  "What did they do to you?" He whispers, not necessarily to me.

  I see people crowding around me. I feel their eyes on me. No one knows what to do. I see Jeff, the only Medjack that made it out of the Maze. He examines me.

  "She looks like she hasn't eaten. Get her something to eat!" Someone grabs a piece of fruit. Hands it to me. Just watching people do things takes so much energy.

  I can't even take a bite. I am two weak.

  "Please, Olivia. Please eat something, please don't go back to sleep." Newt pleads. He has to physically open my mouth and put slices of an orange on my tongue. I slowly chew the mushy citrus and swallow, the acid burning my throat as it goes down. Another slice. Then another, until I have quickly devoured the entire thing.

  "More, please." I croak out.

  Newt feeds me until I have eaten three oranges. I can already feel my strength returning.

  "Thank you," I say, and close my eyes. "Please, let me sleep. I haven't slept in days."

  Newt kisses my forehead and I drift off and dream.

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  "Olivia, focus. Deep breathes." Aris says, holding my shoulders and staring into my eyes.

  "Aris, what if I mess everything up? What am I supposed to do?" I say. My voice is young. I look about twelve or thirteen.

  "You won't mess anything up. I know you can do it." He says. He smiles at me, and I feel better.

  I take a deep breath, just like he told me to, pushing all the toxins and self doubt out of my brain with one exhale. "Okay."

  He takes my hand, nodding before we walk through the sliding door. A team of doctors awaits me.

  "Olivia, are you ready?" The woman from all my past dreams asks.