09.

ꜰᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

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I was a little jealous of Teresa, I'll admit that, but I wasn't really sure why now. I mean, it's not like I'm in love with Thomas or anything, that would be crazy, hes my friend. However, I have decided that I would be nice to Teresa for now, she hasn't done anything, therefore, she doesn't deserve my bitchiness.

I walked out of my hut, noticing Minho was eating some breakfast on a log. I frowned in confusion, he was supposed to be getting ready to go into the Maze wasn't he? I walked up to him, the sunlight striking my eyes viciously, I rubbed my eyes trying to dim the sun if anything.

"Oh, you're awake." Minho commented, sitting up from the log, putting his bowl down and smirking at me, seeming amused by something. I just stared at him, trying to build up the words in my head to what I was about to say, I had a massive headache, and my head felt all fuzzy.

"Aren't we supposed to be getting ready for the maze?" I asked, going over to the log to sit next to Minho, I felt like I was about to puke any moment now, and I wasn't sure why, I couldn't remember anything from last night.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asked, trying to hold back laughter as hes continuing to eat. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, unsure by what he meant by that.

"I mean, I don't know, I guess I remember sitting on the log with Newt, and I had like maybe two drinks?" I thought out loud, trying to remember what had happened after that, though everything was so blurry.

Minho just smirked in amusement before finally finishing his meal and setting it down on the grass and then turning to me again.

"Y/n, you had like twelve drinks, and you practically screamed at Thomas about him not caring about you, and then you ran to Newt and...

I was already shocked with what I had done, surely it couldn't get worse could it?

"And what?! Spit it out Minho!" I yelled getting impatient, and starting to get extremely anxious as my memory started to put the puzzle pieces together slowly. Minho opened his mouth to finish his thought but I interrupted him with a gasp of shock.

"I kissed Newt?!" I practically screamed, not fully comprehending what had happened. I felt like someone was stepping on my chest, I was weighted with this guilt, and utter confusion. Minho gave me a nervous look, his lips in a thin line before standing up from the log, looking down at me. My mouth was hanging open as I stared at the ground, frozen. He patted me on the shoulder trying to comfort me.

"It'll be fine, just go make up with Thomas right now."

I nodded, trying to calm myself down, my shoulders were practically touching my ears, I just had to chill out and go apologize to Thomas.

"But don't make-out with him, you probably had enough from last night." Minho blurted out with laughter, I gasped and I smacked him on the arm before he could run away.

Me and Minho's relationship has definitely blossomed since we first met, and there wasn't any reason why or how it had happened, just one day we became almost like best friends, and I'm so grateful it happened.

Oh god... Oh my god...

I looked up from the log to see if I could spot Thomas anywhere so I could apologize right away and blame Gally for making those stupid drinks. Instead, I saw Newt walking around with Chuck and smiling, he seemed fine from here, then again he hasn't seen me yet. I knew I had to apologize to Newt right away, but I couldn't face him after what I had just done, at least not yet.

I quickly got up and ran the opposite direction of Newt and Chuck, hoping they wouldn't notice a girl who's hungover who's running like Bambi who couldn't walk. I was barely even paying attention to where and who I was running towards, I was stuck in my mind thinking about how much I had embarrassed myself last night.

"Y/n! Watch out!"

I slammed into Teresa and we both fall to the ground with a loud thud, we both groaned in pain trying to make the pain vanish away. After a few moments, we both stand up and finally make eye contact. I sigh in annoyance with myself, that's the second thing embarrassing that I've done in less than twenty-four hours.

"Teresa, I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention." I explained hoping that would be the end of the conversation and we can both go our separate ways for the day at least. She just nodded, though the way her face expression seemed like she hadn't believed that I was sorry.

I raised an eyebrow in an arrant way, unimpressed with her disrespectfulness. I know that she didn't quite do anything that big of a deal, but I was an embarrassed, hungover, bitch this morning and I was not having it at this moment.

"I am sorry, Teresa..." I repeat cautiously, my tone giving off as being rude, but I didn't really care at this moment.

Teresa rolled her eyes with a smile that indicated that she didn't believe me, she brushed the dirt off her legs before meeting my gaze again. I scoffed in disbelief, I obviously didn't want to run into her.

"Y/n, I don't really want to talk to you right now, I'm not a fan of bitches, so please go away." She waved her hand at me in a shooing manner, treating me like I was a dog, or a fly. I raised my eyebrows, feeling the blood begin to boil in my body, I made a fist with my hands as I lifted my chin towards her now.

"What did you just call me?" I muttered darkly, my teeth clenching intensely, noticing she had flinched a bit though stood her ground still.

People started to gather around us, I wasn't sure exactly, but I had a pretty good guess that it was almost everyone in the glade. But I didn't focus on the attention, I focused on Teresa who took a step towards me now, knowing she was crossing my boundaries now.

"Teresa, I think you should take a step back..." Newt's voice interrupts the hanging silence as he neared the two of us, with Thomas on his side. I forced myself not to look at the two of them, cause if I looked at the two, I knew I wouldn't be able to tear my eyes away.

I realized that I was wanting to punch her and throw her to the ground, make her eat dirt or something, but I knew I probably shouldn't and I just needed to have the maturity to walk away. I just smile weakly as I turn around about to walk away from Teresa and everyone else.

"Oh by the way Y/n, that little kiss you and Newt had? Don't worry about how Thomas feels, cause we may or may not have also kissed before that."

I froze in place, unsure of how I was feeling at this moment, either anger or sadness, or maybe even jealousy? The only thing I knew exactly what I wanted to do was punch her in the face.

I whip around, throwing my fist into her face, causing her to stumble back with a huge red mark across her face. She gasped in disbelief but before she could do anything back, I couldn't hold back so i threw myself at her, pummelling her to the ground. I slapped, I pulled hair, I even scratched her a bit. She screamed in pain, trying to fight back and get me off of her, but she was able to.

Before I could really hurt her I was yanked off of her by Thomas, while Teresa quickly stood up shakily, trying her best not to look weak. Thomas had his arms wrapped around my arms, trying to keep me from throwing myself at Teresa again.

"Next time it'll be a hammer instead of a fist!" I yell at her as Thomas and Newt practically drag me away from her.

Oh what have I done...

Who wants to make up with Teresa??? 😃

P.S: I have updated the bio and the book cover!!