Chapter 7 - Lucky I Haven't Stabbed You Yet
[Recap: After running and walking for long periods of time, the gladers all stop to rest, resulting in Wendy falling asleep by Newt for a few hours. But she is suddenly pulled from her sleep when she's yanked from his grasp and feels a knife at her throat.]
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Wendy's eyes are immediately snapped open when she feels the cold metal at her throat and her body being dragged upwards in a swift and painful motion, her feet suddenly on the ground and body standing upwards. Her mind seems to process the situation in slow motion as she watched Newt push himself from the ground with wide eyes and a frightened face. Minho had awakened also, along with everyone else, from the scream that left her mouth just seconds before.
"Nice to see you all again." Whoever was behind her chuckled, Wendy's body going rigid when the grip on her tightened and the voice sounded ice cold and threatening. "It's been quite a well, don't you all say?"
Newt neared forward, almost reaching out to Wendy, but this only caused who was holding her to yank her hair back and press the blade deeper into her skin.
"Isabella." Newt suddenly said with a broken voice, his hand outstretched in a panicked way as Minho, Thomas, and the rest gathered closer. "What are you doing?" he asked her, eyes faltering and breath hitching in his throat as he tried to remain calm at the sight of the girl.
With the sound of the name, Wendy's mind flickered on. "This is the girl you guys were talking about?" she asked shockingly, "The nice one that died? Hate to break it to you guys but she ain't all that nice." she huffed, but winced seconds later when Isabella broke the first layer of skin. She could feel slight blood dribble down her neck as Isabella laughed delightfully. What had gotten into the girl?
"Might wanna shut it before I shut it for you." the girl hissed into her ear before Wendy felt her lift her own head even higher for the knife to have more room to explore. "You've all changed." she then commented, and Wendy could see Minho frown.
"You have too." he replied almost softly, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, but the small vulnerable moment was gone when he saw Wendy start to bleed more. "What do you want?"
Isabella smiled, "That's no way to treat a guest." she said playfully, "I thought we were all friends, remember? C'mon Minho, Frypan, Newt. Especially you." she said. "I just wanted to get back in the group. Like the old times in the Glade."
"That would've been an option if you hadn't taken Wendy." Thomas responded harshly, stepping in front of the shocked Newt who was still registering the entire scene in his head.
"And who are you, might I ask?"
"None of your business." Thomas said bluntly, "What do you want?"
Isabella cocked her head and smirked, "Just wanted to pay a visit to my old friend, Wendy Vincent. It's been quite a while now, hasn't it friend? Remember me?" she whispered the last part in her ear, "The one you replaced."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." she snapped back, squirming in her grasp. "I lost my memories again after we escaped the Maze."
Isabella quirked her brow, "What a pity. Too bad you don't remember what you did to me, would've made this a lot more fun."
"And I don't care to know either. The past is in the past." Wendy shot back, only to have her hair pulled again and the knife dig in deeper to her skin.
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Aversion (The Maze Runner, Newt / Sequel to Violation)
FanfictionBook three in 'The Twisted Series' Isabella Armstrong: a full of rage, upset, and destroyed sixteen year old girl with a passion for revenge on not only Wicked, but Wendy Vincent too Wendy Vincent: a sixteen year old girl who can't seem to grasp t...
