Y/n's Point Of View:
The morning hit me like a ton of bricks. It bruised me into existence. I awoke with Chuck beside me. He was clinging onto me, his eyes closed, just as they had been before I slept.
The other boys had taken advantage of the early morning and had gotten a head start in the bathroom. I suppose I should get up, even though my muscles ached and threatened to tear under the grogginess of the morning.
"Chuck." I rasped, gently removing his arms from around me. "Come on Chuck. It's time to wake up." The boy remained still, his chest rising and falling. "We gotta get ready for breakfast Chuck." I hooked on to his shoulders, shaking him gently. A groan rumbled from him. He stirred around, trying to push me away. "You can't ignore me forever. Come on." I ruffled his hair, fluffing it up in the process.
"Y/n?" He murmured, scrunching his face awake. "When did it become morning?"
"When you fell asleep Dummy." Chuckling, I threw back the covers, stepping onto the cemented floor. Before the guard came to announce breakfast, I got myself completely ready.
I knew I needed to tell someone about my dream. It was important information. Maybe I was crazy, but I think that if someone is asking you to find them in a dream. They probably mean it in real life too.
Who better to tell than Thomas? He was our new leader. If he was able to get us out of the maze then maybe he could find use for my dream's ominous message. Except maybe I'd leave out the whole kissing part when telling him.
Last night was a mess. Impulsive and rash decisions one after the next. I mean, I kissed a girl! Not just any girl, but a girl I'd only known for a couple of hours.
I wondered if Gally was in heaven watching me. If he was then it was probably awkward watching me kiss someone else.
I wondered if once he got to heaven he kissed some random girl too. I didn't like the idea of it, but I guess I couldn't blame him after what I'd done.
I hoped he was happy. As dead as he was, I hoped he was happy.
"Hey y/n." Thomas called out to me as we walked down the hallway to the cafeteria.
"Hey yourself." We matched strides on the industrial floor. "What's up Major Tom?"
"I gotta talk to you about something." He was chewing on his lips, a bad habit he'd picked up on our journey from hell and back.
"Start talking comrade."
Thomas tapped his fingers against his side, nervously fidgeting. He hesitated before putting an arm out in front of me and stopping me in my tracks. He pressed me towards the wall, away from the sea of people rushing towards breakfast.
"I trust you."
"Okay, what does this have to do with what you wanna talk about with me?"
"You know that kid Aris?"
"Yeah."
"Well." He struggled with words, a pained look plastered across his face. His brain was working faster than his mouth per usual. "He came out from under my bed last night."
"What?! Like a gremlin or something?"
"Sort of, he came from the vents from under my bed."
"Oh, freaky."
"He told me to go with him, so I went through the vents and," Thomas released a huge exhale, rushing out the next part. "I saw something."
"What? What did you see?" I clutched onto his shirt, eager for his answer. "Thomas, what did you see?"
He leaned down, attempting to whisper in my ear.
"I saw a body. A body covered up with some sheet. Scientists or Doctors or whatever, were carting it into this weird room."
"Holy shit." All of a sudden, I didn't feel so hungry anymore. I had lost my appetite. "Are you for real? You're not bullshitting me, right?"
"No, no. I swear to fucking God y/n, that's what I saw. I swear..."
"Hey, you two!" A guard demanded our attention, she motioned us toward the cafeteria. "Food's gonna get cold. Come on now." We nodded, following her direction.
"Eat with us." Thomas requested, saying it out of the corner of his mouth. "We need to talk. Stay close, okay?"
"Okay." I murmured, stepping into the brightly lit room. After getting our plates, Thomas dragged me over to our groups table, much to Alf's dismay. She raised a brow at my decision from across the room, watching me, not bothering to touch her food.
"Y/n? We missed you last night at dinner girl." Frypan greeted me with a tired smiled, happy to see me as usual.
"Aw, that's sweet. Thanks Fry." I took a seat between Thomas and Chuck. "I just needed a little time away. I made some new friends though."
"We saw." Winston chimed in, fiddling around with his fork. "You fit right in with all of them."
"Yea-"
Lips were suddenly on mine, the person kissing me held my jaw in place. Alf broke away from the kiss, a satisfied look on her face as she stood above me.
"Morning y/n." She cooed, thumbing my cheek. The boy's stared in shock, their mouths gaping open.
"That's certainly- Um- A- Uh way to wake up." I stuttered, too tongue tied to speak.
"You know where to find me." Alf rubbed my chin before leaving to slink back to her seat. There was a moment of silence at the table. It stretched out awkwardly. No one seemed to know what to do, including me.
"Well," Newt smiled at me, unable to stop his glee. He took a swig of his orange juice, taking a long sip of the drink. "Pretty nice friend you got there y/n." Heat flushed to my face, fizzling on the top of my skin.
"That's the gayest fucking thing I've ever seen."
Victor blurted, his filter nowhere to be found. "And I had a thing with Paul."
"You had a thing with Paul?!" Frypan was flabbergasted, he almost fell back in his chair.
"Yeah man, what did you expect?" Victor brushed the matter off nonchalantly.
"Are you..." Winston avoided saying the word, his attempt to not offend me. "Y'know."
"I like both." I answered, tying up the short lived mystery. "So does Victor, right?"
"Yes ma'am." Victor grinned, shooting a finger gun at me. "But I'm a hundred percent y/n sexual."
Newt groaned at his non subtlety, rolling his eyes. Still I noticed how he darted his eyes to Thomas. I guess his feelings for the boy hadn't dissipated. In fact, in the past few days I'd only seen the two grow closer.
"Congrats on coming out you two." Thomas rushed, blathering on. "And I think it's cool you have a lesbian girlfriend y/n."
"She's not my girlfriend." I laughed, starting to dig into the waffles on my platter. I was definitely not ready for a relationship any time soon. Casual kissing was more my style for now.
"Whatever you say." He blinked away my interjection. "Serious stuff is going down here, I mean Teresa's been missing for days."
"I'm sure Teresa will be back soon Tommy, it's not a big deal." Newt muttered.
"No it is. It is a big deal." Thomas protested, frustrated with the group's lack of understanding. "We need to find her. We need to get out of here." He hissed. "Our lives could depend on it."
"What do you mean by that?" Minho jumped in. As horrible as he made me feel, I knew
that I couldn't treat him badly or exclude him.
He was our friend. He was my friend and I needed to eventually forgive him. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but eventually.
"Breakfast is over guys." A tall guard called out. "We'll see you back here for dinner!" The mess hall began to clear out, little by little.
"Crap." Thomas pounded the table with his fist. "I'll tell you guys later, okay?"
Yeah later. I really hoped the body thing Thomas had seen was a misunderstanding. Because if he saw right then that meant Florence and so many others had been taken away in the promise of safety.
Only to find ruin when they arrived to their bleak destination.