Ughhhh im sorry its taken me so long to post another chapter. I havent had a day off from work since the 8th and let me tell you...im exhausted. All I can think about by the end of the day is how many hours of sleep can I get before I have to be up before the sun again to serve Americans their coveted Starbucks. Ughhhhhhh times 10! Anyways, let me move forward and fuel all your Minho/Peyton needs(: Speaking of which, I kinda wanna find a good ship name for them I mean Minho/Peyton takes a bit of time to type, what sounds better? Peyhno, Minhton, Im really bad at this help meeeee! Thanks haha.
Chapter 17
After showering and throwing on my clothes I wrung my hair out before running a comb through it. I headed off to get some breakfast when I was met with Chuck, he looked rather put off and he stayed by my side for a bit. I looked to the boy with a raised eyebrow,
"Whats up Chuck? You seem nervous." He wrung his fingers together without meeting my eyes. I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder "Look at me Chuck and tell me whats bothering you." Finally the curly haired boy shifted his big brown eyes to meet my green ones. Sighing he looked away again,
"What did you say to Minho?" I cocked my head to the side slightly, not sure what he was talking about.
"Uh, I dont get it, whats that shank got to do with anything?" The boy shook his head but he continued,
"Well hes in a really bad mood and he's kinda taking it out on everyone. He's a little scary actually. Is this what hes always like?" I frown at his question
'Wonderful, stupid Slinthead cant take the fact that he cant run yet. He's gotta take it out on everyone else.' I thought to myself before turning and walking off, Chuck had to jog to catch up to me.
"Whoa Peyton what are you doing?! He's going to bite your head off! He's really mad." I clenched my fists tightly.
"Thats fine. If hes going to be a big baby then he should be mad at me, not take it out on everyone else. That stupid bastard." I figured out where he was when I noticed the amount of effort the other Gladers were putting into staying away from the area where they all gather to eat their meals. I turned the corner and I noticed the Runner hunched over, sitting at a table with a scowl on his face and papers in front of him. I took a deep breath and mentally prepared myself for the worst of his attitude. I looked back at the boy, rememebering that he followed me here
"Stay here Chuck, and dont worry. He wont hurt me." I smiled softly at him as he reluctantly nodded and placed himself at the nearest table. I brushed my wet hair behind my ear and walked towards Minho. I sat down directly in front of him and he didnt bother looking at me. I placed my hands on the table and folded them in front of me.
"Dont act like Im not here Minho. Whats this klunk I hear about you being a real dick to the boys? I get it, your mad, but dont take it out on them. Its me youre mad at so, here I am. Leave them alone." I placed a stern look on my face when inside my heart was pounding in my chest as I was waiting. He was tense and I could see the veins in his arm buldging. He looked up at me after a couple moments, his brown eyes full of an intense anger that sends a shiver down my spine.
"What the hell do you want Peyton?" I can hear the anger in his tight voice as he spits out my name. For a moment I lose all my gusto before grasping tightly to my courage and holding on.
"I know you heard me. Stop taking your anger out on the boys..youre scaring the greenie for shucks sake!" I threw my hands up before slapping my hands on the table.
"You need to get over it. Youre only going to be out of the game of a couple days." I crossed my arms.
"You dont get it do you?" He asks me and I just keep my mouth shut and my gaze on him.
"I hate it here." His jaw tenses up and I see the muscles twitch "The longer im not running the longer I have to be stuck here! You think I like running that shucking maze everyday? Watching while my friends die? No! Im going to get us out of this shuck place, them im going to find those slinthead Creators and im going to kill them for putting us here. I cant take another day in this hell hole and if that means running everyday till I either die or find a way out then I will! You telling me that I cant run and im forced to sit around pisses me off even more! How can I help get us the hell out if i'm stuck sitting on my ass because of some stupid klunk injury?" He rants and I just let him. At this point I felt like there wasnt much I could say to make him feel better but I listened to each and every word. When hes finished hes panting slightly from his outburst as I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Min, im sorry. I really am. I have a very important reason to keep you here until I feel like youre capable and yesterday was a prime example. Youre my best friend and I dont know what I would do if I lost you. You can be mad at me all you want Minho, but im doing this for your sake and my sanity." I push myself up and step over the bench, hes looking at me and I can tell my words are sinking in, he still holds that feirceness in his eyes but behind that fire I can see concern.
"Fine." He mutters and I sit down next to him, I bump him with my shoulder and he looks at me, I smile softly at him.
"Just dont hate me too much okay?" I joke and he finally cracks a small smile before nudging me with his own shoulder.
"Please Red, I could never hate you. Want to possibly punch that smirk off that shuck face of yours every once in a while? Yes, but ever hate." He smirks and I gasp at him and playfully smack him on the arm.
"Youre an ass Minho!" He smirks his usual cocky smirk
"Yeah, but you love me." He retorts and I freeze as I feel my face heat up and I know for a fact im blushing, I quickly look away and stand up,
"Well um, Im going to go bother Newt. Ill see you later Min." I walk away from him at a brisk pace to Chuck still sitting at the table 10 feet away, I shake my head, confused by this sudden fluttery feeling in my stomach and the burning in my cheeks. I mean why? Minho is just simply being Minho maybe it was the way he said it or maybe it was just his choice of words that all of a sudden struck a chord in me. I curse to myself and curse my stupid teenage girl hormones. He's my best friend, I cant develop feelings for him that just would ruin everything! Besides, gaining feelings more than friendship in here leads to heartbreak and heartbreak kills people. I vow to myself to never let my feelings get out of control towards that boy.
"So? Is he still mad?" I am snapped out of my own mind by Chuck following after me. I look down at him and shake my head,
"No just dont bother with him." I smile at him and he shrugs,
"Are you his girlfriend?" He asks me innocently and I swear if I had some sort of liquid in my mouth it would have shot right out of my nose from that question. My face heated up again real quick as I looked at Chuck, eyes wide.
"What?! No! Whatever gave you that klunk idea?" I clear my throat as my voice raises an octave. By now im sure my face matches my hair and the kid scrutinizes me, it unnerves me seeing as hes only thirteen.
"Stop looking at me like that Chuck, its weird." I face away from him and he shrugs,
"I just figured since youre the first person to get him to smile all day. I mean, that must mean something. Who know im just a stupid kid." I shake my head,
"Youre not stupid Chuck, Minho and I are best friends. Thats all." I cant tell if Im trying to convince him, or myself. Chuck and I head off across the Glade, I was following through with my earlier statement and I was off to bother Newt, I feel like I havent seen my other friend in a while. I spotted him working with Zart in the garden, digging shallow holes while a Track-hoe planted some seeds. I maneuver past passing Gladers but I misjudged the distance and I smack my shoulder hard on anothers causing them to stumble and drop whatever was in their hands. Groaning I stopped walking to rub the sore spot,
"Klunk, Im sorry I wasnt watching where I was going." I looked up and saw Gally glaring at me,
"Thats right you werent looking! Look at what you did, stupid shuck. I should make you pick these up." He pointed to the many nails, wood and tools. I rolled my eyes at him still rubbing my shoulder.
"I said I was sorry, It was an accident. You need to relax Gally, youre overreacting." I knew right after the words left my mouth that was the wrong thing to say. I could almost see the steam coming out of his ears and the fire from his eyes, he stepped up into my face I could feel his hot breath breeze across my face. I wanted to pull away from him but I didnt want to look weak or scared so I clenched my fists and stared back. I sigh inwardly as all I seem to be doing recently is getting into arguments.
"Dont tell me to calm down. I want you to pick up my things. Its the least you could do. Unless of course you cant handle a real mans job. I mean look at you, if you tried to even so much as hold an extra hammer or a couple pieces of wood you would break. Your arms are like sticks, youre scrawny and weak. Like the little girl you are. On second thought I dont think you can handle my things I wouldnt want you to hurt yourself any more than you already ha-" He's cut off by my fist connecting with his nose, followed by a sickening crunch, gushing blood and a cursing Glader. I smirked at him as he spit out the blood running into his mouth. His watery blazing eyes landed on me
"You crazy shucking bitch!" He comes back at me, ready to give me his own fist to my face when hes tackled to the ground. I jump back and hold my hands up,
"Holy klunk!" I yell and I scramble to pull Minho off Gally as Minho rains puches down on the others face.
"Minho stop!" I grab his arm as he raises it to throw another punch, I latch on with both mine and his head whips around to look at me,
"Let go Peyton, this slinthead was about to hit you, again!" I pull on his arm again and I shake my head,
"It doesnt matter, hes not going to now. Beating the living klunk out of him isnt going to do anything! At this rate were both going to end up in the Slammer." He narrows his almond shaped eyes at me before looking back down at Gally who is spitting blood and wriggling under Minho.
"Youre lucky to stupid shuckface. I was ready to beat you to death. You think its okay to hit girls? Next time you raise a fist to her I will kill you." He roughly pulls his arm out of my grasp and he climbs off Gally but not before giving him a good kick to the stomach. He turns around and looks at me before grabbing my upper arm and hauling me off somewhere. At the moment Im speechless as I recall his words as well as old memories to when Minho himself almost hit me. A lot has changed since then. We walk into the forrest and stop at a secluded quiet space where all you hear are the birds chirping. He spins me around to face him and his frowning at me,
"You really are stupid Peyton. What is this, the second time youve picked a fight with Gally? You cant keep doing that, there's rules. Stupid as this one may be, its still there." I crossed my arms across my chest and fixed him with my own frown.
"Excuse me but that slinthead started it. Im not going to let him call me weak. Im not weak.." He frowns and shakes his head,
"Compaired to him, you are. He builds klunk all day, hes strong. He could easily kill you. Youve gotten lucky both times. Youre always looking after me, now its my turn. Dont do anymore stupid things Peyton." He sighs and I roll my eyes,
"Whatever, fine." I know im being a bit childish but I was just called weak! I was not going to stand for that! He chuckles and I look at him,
"Whats so funny?" I narrow my eyes at him and he shakes his head,
"Dont worry about it. Are you better now or do you need a minute? I really dont want Alby to come search for us. Hes proabably already pissed." I shake my head.
"No no im fine we should go. Lets not make him more angry." I uncross my arms and Minho shrugs.
"Good that." With that we head out of the dark forrest and towards the sick room where Alby will most likely be, fixing Gally's face.
Whoooo im excited, Peyton may be a girl but she can hold her own. Of course no one believes her since they dont remeber who she really is, but then again, neither does she. Her protective instinct comes all from muscle memory at this point. Its like an animal instince to either fight or shell die. But anyways, please review(: Im starting to build the slowly budding romance between the two. I think its about time(: