I FUCKED UP...
This was originally supposed to be in the last chapter but I somehow fucked that up... Anyway here this is.

Rated Mature Mature like the milk I just tried to drink :/

Disclaimer I don't think I'm capable of taking care of myself let alone come up with and write an entire story on my own.

Chapter 13: I Miss Her

-Thomas-

"That idiot!" Teresa shouted throwing the pen she'd been gnawing on at the screen. "Does she even know how thirsty she is?"

I fought to suppress the proud smile that was threatening to show on my face. Aaron proved to be stronger than Minho's charm and that was not only driving the guy insane but it was also keeping her away from an entire glade full of boys. I understood where Teresa was coming from with the whole 'she's going to starve to death' thing but some part of me was ecstatic that she wasn't getting close to anybody.

"Thomas, your selfish ways are going to get her killed you know." Teresa informed me. She heard that? "Yes, I heard that."

"Well sorry I don't want to see her surrounded by boners!" I exclaimed out loud.

She let out a disgusted laugh. "You sound just like her." Almost as soon as the words left her mouth she regretted them causing both of us to frown.

"I miss her." I admitted sadly looking at my hands.

"Me too." Teresa sighed before standing up and wiping the tears that were forming in her eyes. "I'm going to go beg Cookie for a snack. Want something?"

"Nah, I'm good." I declined quickly switching through cameras to find Aaron again.

At this point I didn't even care if Teresa was still around or not I was exhausted from holding everything in. My eyes welled up with tears as I saw Aaron smirk to herself, probably laughing at something she'd thought. I missed her smirk… missed her lame jokes, the playful insults she'd throw at me, the way her lips had felt on mine. I shouldn't have done that… I knew she was being sent in but still I basically attacked her. What was even more surprising than me finally manning up and kissing her was the way that she kissed me back.

"Damn it." I hissed wiping the stream of tears that was making its way down my cheek.

As much as I hated to admit it I knew that Aaron needed to get to the glade. She was already oblivious to her dehydration and I don't even think she's noticed her hunger. Idiot girl can't seem to function without Teresa taking care of her. I had to wonder how Teresa was coping with this… I mean between me being a ball of anger and her losing her best friend she's cried a lot less than I'd imagined. She must not be running to my shoulder every time like she used to. But then again when she used to cry I was a lot gentler than I was being now.

"Did I miss anything?" Teresa sniffled from beside me as she retook her chair. "She hasn't done anything else completely stupid has she?"

"Nah, she's making a hammock to take a nap again." I explained rubbing my face in frustration. "Fatigue is a symptom of dehydration."

"Yah, I know…" Teresa sighed. "Maybe we can get one of the runners to get her while she's asleep."

"We can try." I shrugged. "Though they nearly missed her the last time and she wasn't even hiding… and they're supposed to be looking for an exit."

I hadn't noticed that Teresa had switched her camera views to the glade until I heard the ranting of a familiar Asian boy. "I don't understand why that shuckface wouldn't follow me back here. Does she have some kind of death wish? I mean surviving one night in the shuck maze could have just been a fluke and now she's going for round 2." Minho was pacing in the runner's hut with his two favorite runners watching from their seats.

"Minho, calm down she'll be fine." Henry sighed leaning back in one of the chairs and kicking his feet up onto the table. "So far she's attacked Ben twice, stole his throwing knives, jacked up your face then your stomach, survived a night in the maze, and managed to evade every other runner in the maze so that they all think we're lying… I forgot the point I was trying to make."

"Thanks for that, slinthead." Minho growled sarcastically. "That was real shucking useful."

"I don't see why you're buggin' out about this." Ben finally chimed scratching his head. "You were pretty confident she'd survive last night."

Minho shook his head viciously. "There was something wrong about her when we were running."

I squinted my eyes at him angrily. He runs into her a few times and suddenly he knows when there's something wrong? I mean… he's right but it still pisses me off!

"There wasn't a problem when she was punching Ben in the throat." Henry muttered.

"How is it that you're angrier about that than I am?" Ben chuckled.

"Slim it." Minho boomed actually running his hands through his perfectly gelled hair, messing it up. "You shanks can go to dinner. You're annoying me more than helping."

"Minho's seriously worried about her." Teresa said sounding pleasantly surprised.

"He doesn't even know her." I snapped turning back to the camera that was on Aaron. She was sound asleep in the hammock she'd made even as the grievers scampered around her. I wasn't sure if they completely ignored her because she was their creator or because Aaron was good at hiding in the vines but either way I was determined to let her sleep in peace. She needed the rest.

"Well, the glade's 'bout to go to sleep." Teresa yawned rubbing her eyes. "You stayed up with her last night… want me to take shift tonight?"

"No, I'll watch her." I said simply. She knew I'd say that so she just got up and walked away. "Goodnight."

My gaze on Aaron intensified as I took in the changes on her beautiful face. She was a lot paler now, her lips a lighter shade of pink than usual, and her eyes were sunken in on her face slightly. I could tell she'd already lost quite a bit of weight but thankfully not to the point where her cheeks hollowed out. Closing my eyes I pictured her perfect health; her vibrant smile, rosey cheeks, pink lips, green eyes, and glowing skin.

"I love you." I told her knowing that she wouldn't hear… just like the last time. "I should have told you."

"I'm so sorry." Teresa's voice whimpered in my mind. I know she hadn't meant to relay the message to me. Sometimes when our emotions are out of control we do that. Talk to each other on accident.

Sighing, I decided to take a break from Aaron and check on Teresa. Walking to her door I gently knocked but it was already cracked open revealing a sobbing Teresa rolled in a ball on her bed holding a gold locket to her chest. Guessing that she hadn't heard my knock I cleared my throat and gently stepped into her room.

"Shit." She sniffled wiping away a few tears. "You heard some of that didn't you?"

"Just that you were sorry." I assured taking a spot next to her on the bed and gently rubbing her back.

"We forgot to give her the locket." She sobbed handing me the necklace as if it were just causing her pain to hold.

I opened it and frowned at the picture inside. It was the three of us all smiling widely and laughing. Aaron was between the two of us, hanging her arms around our necks and sticking her tongue out at the camera. She'd been covered in grease and dirt, probably from a repair run she had to make, but Teresa and I were clean, almost glistening next to the filthy girl. I smiling along but not looking at the camera like Teresa… my eyes were on Aaron and my hand around her waist.

"It was taken after the time she rode Chewy." Teresa explained wiping her nose with a tissue. "She was so damn proud that day even though he bucked her off."

I hadn't even realized that I was crying until Teresa handed me a clean tissue to use. Taking it I easily wiped all the tears and snot from my face and closed the locket. It was painful to look at.

"I miss her so much." She began to ball leaning her head on my shoulder and covering her face with her hands.

I was quiet for a long while before placing my hand on Teresa's head. "Me too." My voice was weak and shaky as I battled off the tears.

Don't worry I'm working on how I want Aaron to end up in the Glade so I shouldn't waste your time for much longer. :)

Also, sorry for the sudden angst... I don't really know where that came from.