Chapter 6

Hey y'all, don't laugh but I may have had one too many beers and my creative mind is getting away with me so I blame this chapter on my intoxicity, I dont even know if that is a word! Oh dear lord help me.

I awoke the next morning with a pounding headache, all I could think about was Matthew and his screams, If I wasn't mentally strong I probably would have gone crazy. Needless to say, I was tired and hurting but I needed to check on Matthew and see how he was fairing so, I silently pulled on my boots and quietly walked upstairs to the sick room. Once I opened the door I saw Matthew still tied to the bed, asleep. I placed my hand softly against his forhead, he was still hot but it wasnt as bad as before. I was about to remove my hand to find him something to bring down his fever when I hear a snap and his hand locked around my wrist like a vice grip. My eyes widened and I looked down at his bulding bloodshot eyes,

"Let me go Matthew that hurts." I tired to stay as calm as I could but he looked crazed and I was afraid. He took in a deep shakey breath and his wild eyes skitted across my face.

"You shouldn't be here Jo! You will kill us all! You will lose control, just like last time! Why did you come? You can't be here!" He screams at me and his grip tightens to the point I feel if he squeezes any harder it might snap.

"No! Matthew! Let me go!" I pull against him and the door to the sick room bursts open and a handful of people run in, I feel hands wrap around my waist and pull me back as another grabs Matthews wrist and pries his hand off mine. I am quickly spun around and ushered out of the sick room and down the stairs. I am too shocked to process who it is that is moving my body around until brown almond shaped eyes fall into my line of sight, I blink myself back into reality and I look at Minhos confused face,

"What the hell happened back there?" His hand are holding me steady by my biceps and Im grateful for his firm grip or I might have fallen as I repeat Matthews words in my head. He shakes me once and I focus on his face,

"I..I don't know what happend. I went to check and see if he had a fever and next he was screaming that I shouldn't be there and that I would lose control. I don't even know what that means!" I shake my head and my red hair flies around my face making me look like ive lost it. He holds me still tightly and he frowns.

"Slim it shuck-face, you need to relax. You're a Med-jack now, you need to pull your klunk together. I thought you were tough, right now youre acting like a scared little girl." He growled at me and I frowned at him, I wiggled free of his grip and pushed him away.

"How the hell am I supposed to act when this kind of klunk happens?! Im sorry Minho but I haven't been around here long enough to know how to deal with this!" I scream at him and my breathing comes out harsh and uneven, I take a deep breath and control myself before I look up at him once again, "Give me a minute. Im sorry im not as tough as the rest of you." I run my fingers through my hair before I deicide to tie it into a ponytail. I go to head back upstairs but stop to look at the Runner

"Im sorry I woke you and everyone else. But youre right, I need to control myself. This is my job. And If im not mistaken you have a job to do as well so..ill see you later?" It comes out more as a question and he looks at me with a weird almost confused look before answering,

"Not today, I have the day off." He doesnt say anymore and I head back upstairs to the sick room. Once there Clint and Jeff have Mattew fully secured to the bed and Alby is overlooking everything with a frown and his arms crossed. He looks back at me and gives me a small nod, I give him a half assed smile back before I hide myself in the back room. I sit down at the desk and bury my face in my hands. I jump when I feel a hand on my shoulder, I look back and see Newt standing there.

"Hey greenie, lets get you some food." I nod at him and follow him to the kitchen. I stand in line with the rest of the Gladers, turns out not many can sleep through the screams of someone whos been stung. I grab a tin plate and hand it to Frypan who loads it with pancakes, eggs, and bacon. I sit myself between Clint and Jeff with Winston and Zart across from us, they engage in small talk and I notice no one talks about the incident and Im grateful. I dont feel like answering more questions about it.

After breakfast my day was rather uneventful, I spent my time looking through Clints books about medicine and plants as well as looking over all the medicine the Creators send us and what theyre used for. I haven't heard a word from Matthew for a while until around the afternoon when he started screaming and screaming, I stay back this time as Clint and Jeff try to calm him but it seems nothing works. I frown at them as throughout the day Matthew becomes more and more violent and angry. Finally Clint is forced to call in Alby.

"It seems we haven't gotten to serum into him in time Alby, what do you want to do? We tried all we can, hes just not getting better." I quickly take my leave, I stumble out of the Homestead and onto the lawn where I take off at a full sprint towards the Deadheads, I just needed to be alone.

I think I spent 3 hours by myself before I walked back towards the Homestead. Instead of seeing everyone doing their jobs I saw them gathered at the enterance to the Maze. Looking around I walk towards them, Im about to ask what theyre doing when I see Minho walking Matthew towards the crowd, his arms bound behind is head and the Keeper roughly pushed the other Runner along until they were in front of the Doors. I stood next to Jeff and I leaned close to him to whisper in his ear,

"Whats going on? Whats going to happen to him?" In all honesty I really didnt want to know but the questions came out of my mouth before I had the chance to stop them. I dark skinned Med-jack looked at me with a sad expression and answered me,

"He's being banished." He didnt have to tell me what that meant as I felt the Doors of the Maze being to shut the Keepers all picked up long polls and began to push Matthew back towards the closing walls, they pushed him again and again until he couldnt run back through, all the while the poor boy screamed at them the stop and to help him. The walls finally shut and I was forever left with the image of a terrified boy on the other end of the Doors.

Hey..this one was kind of short and It was also kind of sad. I wasnt actually ready to really do the Banishing but It kind of just happened so I let it happen. I cant stop my fingers once the creativity starts to flow. Once again I hope it was up to par and I hope you liked it. Please review(: