I'M NOT RUNNING FROM STUDYING I SWEAR!
Third chapter for today! I'm on a role! I know my last chapter caused a few questions and simply for that I'm going to repeat this one little fact. I NEVER READ THE BOOKS! I'M SORRY! I really don't know what a swipe is and I'm making a lot of shit up as I go... so... feel free to ask me what the hell is going on if I make no sense. It makes sense in my head but sometimes I fail to express it in the actual story... and sometimes I plan on explaining it later on and I'm just an evil being that enjoys your confusion.

Rated Mature Is that what you people want from me?

Disclaimer What am I doing with my life?

Chapter 10: Fuck it

-Aaron-

I don't know how I got here but I'm certain that I'd walked here on my own accord. Faint memories of punching a code into a keypad surfaced in my mind. I don't think I even knew the code as I typed it but either way it opened the door… the door to where I am now but it was like as soon as it closed behind me all my memories were gone and I was given back control of my body.

The panic had been delayed but when it finally hit me it was all at once. As if the force of the blow had been physical, I fell back against the wall that had just closed and slid to my butt, hugging my legs and trying my best not to hyperventilate. I couldn't remember… why couldn't I remember?

You're name is Aaron. You're an orphan.

My eyebrows knitted together in frustration. My name's Aaron? I'm an orphan… That sounded right but at the same time felt wrong. My name's Aaron, I'm an orphan, and… and… Why can't I remember?

My hands ran up to my hair and easily knotted into it as I gripped the sides of my head. Pulling lightly I begged for my mind to find some sort of memory for me to cling to. I needed something, anything! I wanted to know who I was… what kinds of foods did I like? What colors were my favorite? Where did I come from?

Star Wars.

Seriously?! I forget everything about myself and my life and the only thing I remember is STAR WARS! Letting out an annoyed chuckle I calmed myself down a little. Get your priorities straight, Aaron.

You really need to calm down. Panicking won't do anything to help you. Sing.

Sing?

Sing.

I don't know how I knew it but the melody escaped me like it was completely ordinary thing to sing songs that you can't remember. It was slow, sad, almost haunting but weirdly enough it soothed the anxiety that was coursing through my system. Slowly my voice began to build so that it didn't quiver or sound crackly anymore and the sound really surprised me. I wasn't half bad. Without any warning the lyrics formed on my lips… lyrics to a song that I don't remember ever hearing before.

"Just one more time before I go; I'll let you know. That all this time I've been afraid; wouldn't let it show. Nobody can save me now, no, nobody can save me now." The words echoed through my mind. This didn't seem right… this poor damsel in distress act wasn't who I was… or at least who I wanted to be.

Nobody can save me… because I don't need saved.

I was so absorbed in my new attitude that I almost missed the boy standing awkwardly only about ten yards away from where I sat huddled into myself. At first I'd been overjoyed. There was someone who could tell me what the fuck was going on. I wasn't alone! The tall boy shifted nervously under my stare causing something on his chest to shine in the direct sun light. I couldn't remember any boys from my past to compare him to but something told me that he was handsome. With blond shaggy hair, a strong jaw, broad muscled shoulders and… knives… He has knives.

Run.

And that just what I did. I launched myself full speed ahead without even bothering to listen to what the boy had to say. He was armed and I wasn't. Even if he had come in peace and only wanted to help me I wasn't going to hold a conversation with him until I had a weapon in my hand. It was just that simple. If I didn't feel safe then I was out.

I'd finally stopped when I figured that I'd lost him but regretted running once I realized where I was… no, not where but in what. I was in a maze; a giant, concrete maze where every damn hall looked the exact same.

"Fuck me." I whined running a hand through my hair and yanking out of its pony tail so that I could pull it effectively. "How the hell did I end up in a mother fucking maze?"

Groaning I leaned back on one of the walls and began to plot what I was going to do. I knew nothing about this maze but I knew that I wasn't alone here. There was at least one other person who was armed. Eventually I was going to take one of his knives but first things first I had to become familiar with my surroundings. How I'm supposed to do that here I have no idea…

-Teresa-

"I know you like Aaron, but we both know that she's not capable of those kinds of feelings." I explained nervously rubbing the back of my neck and looking shyly down at my feet. "I mean… yah, I love her but she's not mature enough to be in any kind of romantic situation."

"Yah, I know." He nodded gazing down at me with his big beautiful brown eyes. "I think I always just saw her as a pretty face… but now that she's gone." He paused just staring at me as I waited for him to continue but he never did. Instead, he chose to close the space between us and grab my face, gently raising it to look at him. "Teresa."

I closed my eyes waiting for him to press his lips to mine.

"Teresa." He sounded more stern this time. "TERESA!"

I shot up in my sleeping bag gasping dramatically. "What the fuck Thomas?" I demanded angrily. That was a damn good dream. "Woh, you look like shit."

"Oh really?" He snapped glaring at me. I winced at his hostility… he'd just been so sweet in my dream. Shaking his head he turned away and pursed his lips in anger. "Notice anything else, Sherlock?"

Rolling my eyes I glanced around wondering why the hell Aaron hasn't whipped his grump ass into shape… Wait. "Aaron?" My voice sounded more like a whimper than a question. "Thomas… where's Aaron?"

"Where do you think she is?" He hissed holding his head in his hands and pulling his hair slightly. "We didn't even get to say goodbye… or sorry."

I looked away sadly and felt the guilt of my dream fall on my shoulders. The guilt of all of this. Some friend I am.

"We didn't need to say goodbye." I sighed holding my hands up to stop his outburst before it happened. "Because we're not going to leave her."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

I rolled my eyes at him as he sat pouting on the floor. "We control the maze, Thomas. So are you going to continue your little pity party or are you going to help me take care of Aaron?"

He didn't say anything for a while. "Alright." He muttered before getting up and storming off to our desks.

Running my hand over my face I groaned. I get the fact that he's upset because his crush just disappeared but I lost my best friend and I'm not acting like an idiot. I walked a lot slower than Thomas had, knowing that only a couple of seconds delay wouldn't mean Aaron's death. She was a hell of a lot smarter than that… not to mention that she was too stubborn to die.

I don't know how it got there but a small smile was formed on my lips as I approached the screens by my desk. Aaron was fine, sure she was rocking herself and singing but she was alive. Crossing my arms I allowed myself to look on the bright side of all this. "If anyone can escape that hell it's her."

"She's the only girl there, Teresa." Thomas hissed. "Escaping isn't the thing she'll need to worry about! I swear to god if any of those boys even think about touching her I'll send a griever into the god damn glade!"

"Calm down." I snapped getting sick of his shit. "Aaron knows three hundred ways to kill a man. She'll be fine. If anything the boys should be afraid of her." He was silent, obviously seething in his anger. "She'll be fine." I repeated but he didn't seem to be convinced.

"Thomas, Teresa." Ava greeted. I automatically smiled to her in greeting before I remembered what she'd done. She took Aaron from us before we had a chance to say goodbye. "Nice of you to finally come to work."

"What do you want?" Thomas demanded through gritted teeth.

"I was just wondering how Aaron was doing in the maze." Ava beamed. "You two just barely missed her entrance."

I placed my hand on Thomas's shoulder to keep him from lashing out at her. The last thing I needed was for him to go in too… no, we would need to be on her good side in order to keep Aaron safe.

"Thomas, if you do something stupid you won't be able to keep watch over her." I warned telepathically. "You've got to play Ava's game in order to win… Aaron didn't play and look where she is."

"I know. I know…" He responded shooting me a depressed look. "I'm just…"

"Yeah, me too."

"Oh looks like Ben's found her." Ava chirped excitedly turning on her heal. "I think I'll just observe this from my office."

"Good…" I smiled relieved. "This is good now she won't be locked in the maze over night."

"I guess." Thomas muttered switching camera's to get a better angle of the two. "Why aren't they talking?"

"Shit…" I said under my breath recognizing that hard look in Aaron's eyes. "She's going to run."

"I'd run too."

"Would you take your head out of your ass for three seconds?" I growled glaring harshly at him. "Nobody survives a night in the maze! She's screwed if we don't get her to the glade."

"Oh please." Thomas sneered returning my glare. "You've seen the way those monsters treat her. The maze might just be the safest place for her."

"Not without food and water it isn't."

-Aaron-

Alright one more time. My mind was busy while my legs carried me through the concrete halls. My name is Aaron. I'm an orphan. I'm trapped in a giant maze. I liked the movie Star Wars. I furrowed my eye brows. Come on, Aaron! What else?

You're an amnesiac.

Oh gee, thanks. I rolled my eyes at myself realizing how insane I was becoming. I was seriously holding a conversation with myself in side my own mind. Sighing, I finally slowed my jogging back down to a walk. This was exhausting.

There's a dead end to your left.

How do you know that? Sure as shit the voice was right. The hall had been around fifty meters long and took a left turn that didn't last longer that maybe a yard tops. From the entrance it didn't appeared to turn at all which made it a perfect place for me to hide from the other boy.

Boys.

Boys? Jesus, there's more of them? I groaned to myself as I set to work on plotting my course of action. If this is really a maze I'm going to have to map it.

Map it with what, genius?

As much as the voice annoyed me I knew that it was right. I could etch it into the walls with that boy's knife but I'd have to acquire the knife first. My hands shot up to my temples and began to rub them in frustration. I need the knife to make the map but I need the map to get the knife. I don't know how long I sat like that but I don't suppose it was as long as it felt.

Finally I just threw my hands up into the air and chimed. "Fuck it!" As amazing as this spot was I needed that knife even if it meant losing this. If I really needed a hiding spot that badly I could easily climb the vines on the maze walls.

Fuck it? Really?

What? Would you prefer the term YOLO?

The voice was quiet for a moment. Fuck it it is.

I'M ANSWERING SHIT DOWN HERE! YAY?

sarah0406: I can see how this all may confuse you but some of it I had meant to do. Firstly (If that's a word) all my information is based off of the movie and a bunch of other fan fictions that I've read... Its not the most reliable way to obtain information. Anyway, the thing Aaron injected was something to block her memories but the nero injection Ava ordered was a temporary mind control kinda thing. It made her inject herself and walk into the maze. I kinda tried to portray that in this chapter but I might of failed. Does that answer your questions?

AnimeLover-DarkKnight321: I'm sorry but I love you. It just sort of happened. You have no choice but to accept it. :)

Hoekay, bubye!