You were in the glade and you wanted to tag along with Minho and Thomas as runners for today, but they didn't let you.

"First of all, it's against the rules. And second of all, you're too young. You're only 14 years old." Thomas said getting ready to go into the maze.

"But-" You get cut off by Minho saying "But nothing Y/N! You are not coming. And that's final. You'll get hurt. You're not coming!" Minho yelled.

You angrily sighed and stormed away with out saying anything else.

You wait about 1 hour and then you slowly make your way a bit closer to the gates from the glade to the maze. You wait until no one is looking a make a run for it.

Right before you get to the gates you trip and fall hitting you head as you land.

Because you were running at full speed and it caused impact on you head, you passed out.

No one noticed. Luckily Thomas and Minho came back about 5 minutes after you fell.

You woke up just as they were walking back through the gates. You felt agonizing pain shooting up your leg and in your head.

You start screaming and Thomas and Minho were the first ones to notice so they came running over to you.

Everyone starts to notice the screaming.

Thomas and Minho finally reach you and Thomas says, "What happened?"

You just continue crying and screaming. They flip you over so that you are lying on your back. They both see the gashes on your leg and the gash on your head. Minho quickly picks you up bridal style and runs with you in his arms to the bed.

Everyone started to gather around you but the med-jacks pushed them all out of the way, except for Thomas and Minho.

They scramble around you guess getting stuff to fix you up.

They get out this liquid and they pour it all over the leg with the gashes. You jerk your leg away as you scream in pain even more.

The med-jack gives Thomas and Minho a look that says 'you gotta help me out here'

Then Thomas and Minho share a look and then they both grab your leg and hold it still.

Minho grabs your ankle and Thomas grabs your upper thigh to hold it down.

You get even more scared now.

You were wearing shorts so they didn't have to cut off half of your pant leg.

The med-jack walks over to your head and holds it down with one hand, and with the other hand he pours that same liquid that he poured on your leg, and again, it hurt like hell.

Newt walked over and said, "Why are you crying love?"

You used your eyes to point to your leg. He gasped and held your hand so you had something to grip onto and something to hold.

The med-jack was turned around for about 2 minutes, he turned back around with stitches obviously getting ready to stitch you up. You started freaking out a bit more as you tried to squirm your leg out of Thomas and Minho's grip but they just held even tighter.

You gripped onto Newt's hand as well because you HATE needles and you ant handle them.

The med-jack stuck the first stitch in you and you screamed and held Newt's hand as hard as you could.

When he was about half way done stitching up your leg, you let go of Newt's hand and grabbed a pillow, sat up and put it to your face. You then screamed at the top of your lungs into the pillow. Newt rubbed his hand on your back in southing circles.

"Shhhhhhhh. Don't do that. You're just going to hurt your throat by doing that. It's okay. We're all here. You're okay." Minho said in somewhat of a calming tone.

You moved the pillow from your face and lied back down as you saw you left blood on the pillow from the gash on your forehead.

"S-sorry." You said in a shaky voice because you were still crying a bit.

"It's okay. Don't worry. We know. It hurts a lot. But we are almost done okay?" Thomas said in an understanding tone.

You nod your head as the med-jack continues to stitch up your leg.

They finished stitching up your leg and then they were bending it in all of these weird ways which hurt a lot even though they said that it wasn't suppose to.

The med-jack called over Thomas and Minho and whispered something to them which scared you because you knew that wouldn't be a good thing.

Newt started talking to you, trying his best to calm you down.

After about 5 minutes, they came back and Minho said, "We just need to stitch up your forehead. It might hurt just a little bit more but you don't need as many stitches."

You nod your head.

The med-jack does the first stitch and it hurts way more then the stitches on your leg.

You squeeze on Newt's hand and bite your bottom lip really hard trying not to scream in pain. Obviously Newt noticed because he said, "What are you doing?! Don't do that!" He said in a quiet but stern voice as he pulled your jaw down and touched your lip where you were biting. "You broke the skin." He said more to himself. He looked back up at you and said with a concerned look on his face, "scream if you have to or cry, but don't cause yourself more pain."

You nodded.

He did about 10 more stitches and you were screaming and crying just wanting this to be over.

"Okay, we're all done stitching you up." The med-jack said to you. You sighed in relief and said, "Can I leave now?"

The med-jack looked at Minho and then Minho said, "Well,
Y/N, when you fell, you broke your leg. Now we can't put a cast on it because then the wounds on your leg won't heal. So for about 3 weeks you're gonna have to keep that leg perfectly still, which means you have to stay lying down. Me, Thomas, and Newt are all going to take turns watching over and helping with things like eating, going to the bathroom, stuff like that and we are also going to help you slowly start to mobilize your leg again. The when your cuts are fully healed, were gonna put a cast on your leg. Does that make sense?"

"Ya, I guess so." You said kind of sadly, but you don't know why.

"Okay, good. I'm gonna be with you for the first week, then Newt, then Thomas." He says

"Okay" you reply

He picks you up making sure that your leg is perfectly straight. You wrap your arms around his neck as he starts walking away with you in his arms.

He brings you to a quiet room so you can get some rest.

When you guys get there, he lays you down and says, "how did you do that to your leg and forehead?"

"I-I-I just tripped."

"I'm only going to ask you one more and I want the truth. How. Did. You. Do. That. To. Your. Leg. And. Forehead?" He says in a more stern tone.

"I wanted to go out in the maze, okay?! You guys never let me do anything because I'm 'too young' or I'm 'not strong enough' or that I 'can't handle it' or that I'm 'going to get hurt."

"We say those things because we know things like this could happen, and you're still a kid. You shouldn't have to go through all of this as a kid."

"I guess you're right, but it's still not fair."

"I know. But in a few years you'll be able to do what we are doing. Right now you need to get some rest, okay?"

"Okay. Goodnight." You said with a bit of a smile.

"Goodnight Y/N."

You slowly dozed off.

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You were running around through a beautiful garden of flowers.

It was very sunny day.

You started smelling all the flowers.

You though that maybe the flowers taste as good as they look.

So you decided to eat a flower.

And you were right. It was good.

It tasted the same way it smelled.

So you shoved a bunch of different flowers in your mouth.

But then you couldn't breathe.

You were choking on the flowers.

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You immediately wake up and jump up realizing that you still can't breathe.

"What's wrong?!" Minho says with concern.

You open your mouth to try and say that your choking (you didn't think it through) and you feel a lump in your throat. Minho (seeing that you're choking) puts one hand on your back and the other one opposite to the one on your back on your stomach and tilts you over.

You start throwing up. You clutched your stomach with one hand and clutched Minho's arm with the other holding onto it for dear life as you were throwing up. Minho called over the med-jack.

He comes over and sees that you're throwing up. He runs to go get you a towel and something to drink.

He came back and handed you the towel. You wiped your face with it, then he handed you the 'water'. You took a sip, then immediately spit it out and gagged. You, Minho, and the med-jack all thought that you were going to throw up again.

But luckily, you didn't. You lied
back down in exhaustion from everything that had happened that day.

"Minho?" You say in a shy voice once the med-jack left.

"Ya? What's wrong?"

"I um... I need to go to the bathroom."

"Okay" he says as he stands up.

He lifts you up and carries you to the bathroom.

You guys get to the bathroom and he brings you right beside the bathroom door and says, "just hop on your good leg."

You nod your head.

You come out of the bathroom hopping on your one good leg and you lost balance. Minho caught you right before you hit the ground and the lifted you up and brought you back to the 'bed'.

"Do you want any food? I'm going to go get some." Minho said

"Um, ya sure. I'm kind of hungry."

"Okay. I'll be right back." He said as he was walking out of the room.

"Okay."

About 5 minutes after he left, you fell asleep.

Another 5 minutes later, Minho walked in with 2 plates of food and and started saying what each one was and then he looked down at me and saw that I was asleep.

He put your plate of food down and started eating his. Once he finished, it was dark outside so Minho decided to sleep as well in the same room.