𝐒𝐩𝐲 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 ✭ TMR Love Triangle

14 - The Pit

Jesus, he sounds like a father.

"Night." He walked away, leaving me alone. I looked around me. It was just a plain cage. Cold, and dark. The ground under me was hard stone. Very comfortable to sleep on.

"Come on, Alby!" Someone from outside said. "You can't do this to me."

"Don't resist, Minho."

"Who knows if we fight again?"

"You won't."

"But what if we-."

"Get over it, Minho. Whatever you say is not going to help. Now get in."

I crawled toward a dark corner in the Pit and watched Minho hop in. "Good night you two." Alby locked the fence before walking away.

Minho gave me a quick, dirty glance as he crawled to another corner himself. I made a ball of myself, knees on my chest with my side on the ground, and tried to sleep, but it was hard. The coldness made me shiver.

Minho didn't say anything either, which was probably the best decision. He lay in the same position as me, back turned to me.

"How the shuck am I supposed to sleep in here?" Minho mumbled under his breath once he started moving around uncomfortably.

"Be happy. You get to sleep in a bed every day. I sleep on the ground." I whispered back.

"I don't care." He snapped. I sighed and rolled over so I couldn't see Minho anymore.
"If you keep acting like this, I won't give you a training."

"You said you would give me a chance," I replied, offended. "And besides, I'm not the only one acting like this."

"Wow. She admitted she acts stupid." Minho fake gasped. "And you overheard our conversation."

"I can't unhear the shit you talk."

Free yourself out of the Pit.

My eyes opened wide, my heart rate went up, and my breathing stopped for a second.

Do it.

Why would I free myself from the Pit? I would get an even worse punishment! And why would they want me to do that?

I won't do it, I said in my head.

There will be consequences.

"Minho. Is it possible to escape the Pit?" I blurted out.

"No. You can only open it from outside. And what are you planning to do, Shebean? Just go to sleep."

"Okay," I mumbled. I was so scared of what was going to happen.

It was getting dark in the Pit. It had been ten minutes since I got a task, and I still didn't complete it. My heart pounded in my chest, waiting for something to happen.

Suddenly Minho winced. Immediately I shot straight up. "Minho?"

He wiped on his clothes, let out some more cries and mumbles, and twisted around. With wide eyes, I stared at the boy. "What's happening?"

"My skin." Minho groaned. "It burns."

Oh, shit, shit, shit. What do I do?

I crawled over to Minho, who tossed his arms around and threw his head back.

This is my fault. I hate him, but he doesn't deserve this. He did nothing.

"Alby!" I yelled, almost crying. I just didn't know what to do, couldn't think clearly, and only thought about the fact it was my fault.

Minho screamed out in pain.

Stop! I thought, hoping the stupid voice would hear it and obey.

"Help!" I yelled even louder when Minho squeezed his eyes shut. I grabbed Minho by the shoulders. His eyes opened wide. "Minho!" A tear almost dropped down my cheek.

Minho's chest started moving up and down slower, his groans and cries stopped, and his hurtful eyes turned soft again. My hands were still on his shoulders, Minho looked at them.

"Caring for me now, huh?" He grinned.

My mouth dropped open. "You stupid idiot! You were almost dying, I saved you or whatever the hell happened, and the first thing you do is make a stupid comment!" I pulled my hands away and crawled to my own corner again, shocked about everything.

"What the hell do you two think you're doing?" Alby walked over to us with a torch in his hand. His eyes were sleepy and he wore pajamas. "Go to sleep."

~

Alby let me and Minho out of the Pit the next morning. Finally. I probably looked terrible since I hadn't slept for a second. The whole night I had been thinking about what happened. The voice, if Minho getting hurt was the consequence, and my touch making it stop.

I got a plate filled with food and joined Newt, who still looked pissed, somehow.

"I hope you had fun yesterday." He grumbled.

"What?" I frowned.

"Could've picked a more private place, you know." Newt coldly said, not even daring to look at me.

"Private place?"

"The whole bloody Glade heard you two!"

"Heard us?"

"Are you gonna keep repeating me or what?" Newt snapped.

Yep, he's definitely mad... for some reason.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Newt sighed and wanted to open his mouth, but another boy I recognized as Zart joined us.

"You could've been a bit quieter, you know." He grinned at me.

"Can someone please tell me what is going on and what you mean by quieter?" I raised my voice.

"We all tried to sleep until we heard you screaming Minho's name and him groaning and making other noises," Zart explained.

With my mouth wide open I stared at Zart. "We weren't doing what you think! Minho- he- his skin... it was burning."

"Nice excuse, Jane." Newt frowned deeply. "Very nice excuse."

"We weren't doing that!" I defended, getting angry myself too. "You only think about that because you're all stupid boys! We both just tried to sleep, multiple feet away from each other until Minho was in pain! I tried to help him, so don't tell me you didn't hear me scream for help or Alby! I did NOT just scream Minho's name, so if you shuckfaces would just listen and believe me for once, that would be very nice!" I yelled, though this time I made sure not the whole Glade would hear it.

"Now that," someone behind me said. "Was a nice one."
I turned my head just to see Minho, who sat down next to Newt.
"She's telling the truth."

Newt was taken back and didn't say anything else. He just looked down in shame, cheeks red.

"Jealous boy," Minho whispered a little too loud.