Feral Frenzy || Susie x Female Reader

~13~

I needed to dream again, to see her.

I need to know who she is.

"No no, {Y/N}, sleeping in too much is my job."

A deep, humored voice spoke.

I inhale sharply and open my eyes, moving my hands up to my face to rub the sleep away.

Sitting next to me is Quentin, Steve also by his side.

They both looked worried, but Steve looked extremely roughed up.

More than likely from the trial.

I look away from Steve and back to Quentin, the guilt hitting me.

I sit up and feel an odd numb feeling in my stomach. I look down, pulling up my shirt a bit to see the wound.

It was still there, but there was some sort of paste or salve slathered over it.

So that's why I wasn't in pain.

I let my shirt drop and look back up to Steve and Quentin. Quentin's pale cheeks were flushed a soft pink as he looked down at his hands, and Steve was completely turned around, facing my tent wall with both of his hands covering his face.

"Yknow, if you're gonna try and flash us, give us a warning next time."

Steve said loudly, and my face flushed as well. I smack the back of his head, causing him to yelp and turn back around, glaring at me.

"Deserved it."

I stated, glaring back.

He huffs and rolls his eyes as Quentin pushes two bowls towards me.

One was filled with some berries and other herbs, the other held water.

"Thank you."

I murmur, looking up at him for a moment, then looked back down towards the bowl. I pick a few strawberries off the top, and slowly eat them.

I sigh happily as I chew, content that the strawberries were more sweet than tangy.

The flap to my tent gets forcefully pushed open and Claudette ducks in, a smile on her face when sees that I'm awake. I almost spilled my water out of surprise when she rushed in like that.

"I can't believe you found hatch on your first trial!"

"Hatch... oh!"

I almost choke on my strawberry as I remembered, and began coughing.

Quentin's brown eyes widened and he moved closer, firmly patting my back.

"You're killing her!"

Steve accused, glaring at her. She scowls back and acts like she's about to smack him, raising her hand.

"HEY- I'm sorry!"

He shouts, cowering away. A satisfied smirk forms on her lips at his quick surrender and she lowers it.

I wave Quentin off as I catch my breath.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you."

I breathe out, shaking my head.

All three of them go silent, looking at me.

"So... how did you manage to escape?... It was your first trial and you were thrown in early."

Steve asked, tilting his head to the side. I bite my lower lip and debate on whether or not I should tell them the truth.

"I uh... well... she might've... let me?..."

I stuttered out nervously, not able to think of a good lie. Their eyes went wide and they all stared, shocked.

"THAT CRAZY BITCH LET-"

I leap forward and cover Steve's mouth, muffling his yelling. He scowls and stops trying to speak, and I remove my hands, sitting back.

"That crazy bitch let you escape?"

He repeated, his voice now at a loud whisper. I nod, pursing my lips.

"She also knew my name."