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Faith
I was frustrated. Anxious. Scared. Stressed. I thought I wanted to get out of the glade but now that I'm out here in this scorched land, I'd give almost anything to be back in the glade. It was safer there. Less surprises. Less of the unknown. I was considering telling Newt that we couldn't do any of that relationship stuff out here. It's too dangerous and I can't deal with the double heartbreak. But he was my hope. I couldn't break my hope. I decided that if it came up I would mention it. I had to stay strong for them all. They all kept me going and I had to keep them going too.
I'd lost so many and I dare not think about what happened to those who stayed in the glade. 
"Rest here for a bit. We'll carry on walking as the sun sets" I ordered. "Stay under here out of the sun I'm looking round"

I walked away from the group up a small sand mound. I took in a deep breath and exhaled as someone placed their hand on my back.
"Newt I, oh sorry Thomas" I sighed smiling at the dark haired boy.
"This must all be tough on you" he said and I nodded sighing. " we all understand that you know. You don't have to be strong all the time"
"Yes I do. If I'm not strong then I'll give up and giving up isn't an option" I explained and he nodded.
"What's going on with you and Newt now?" Thomas asked and I shrugged.
"He wants what I can't give him. He wants us to be a couple but I don't know how I feel about it. What about you?" I asked and Thomas raised one of his thick eyebrows.
"Me?"
"And Teresa?" I smiled trying to lighten the situation.
"Same situation as you I guess"
"You know Thomas. They should all be following you not me. I'd follow you over me" I said smiling a little.
"I'm reckless you plan things. I'd follow us both" Thomas shrugged and I nodded.
"Maybe we should. Dual leadership" I smiled and Thomas nodded.
He opened an arm and hugged me from the side, just as a gun shot rang out.
We swivelled on our feet to face the group. On seeing everyone gathered round Winston my heart went into panic. Me and Thomas shared a glance before running back down.
"What happened?" I said pushing through the boys to kneel beside Winston with Thomas.

"Tried to shoot himself! Just grabbed the gun from Newt!" Fry said and I looked at Newt.
"Winston," I said looking back down.
"Please. Just leave me here it's spreading" he said lifting up his shirt and no more normal skin covered his torso. It was all purple and bloody. "Please" he cried and I looked to Thomas who nodded.
"Goodbye Winston" I whispered before walking away and grabbing my bag.
I walked back to where I stood on the mound as much as I tried to hold in my tears I couldn't. I let a few fall despite my efforts.
"Faith?" A British voice said causing me to turn and face Newt. He opened his arms and put them around me.
"No one deserved to die" I whispered into his chest.
"It's not your fault. You're doing the best for all of us" he said and I shrugged.

I left the conversation there as people started to walk up the sand dune to meet us.
I started to walk, and people followed ins straight line behind me, until Thomas came to walk by my side.
We shared a glance, and I saw the hidden sadness in his eyes. We gave each other a small nod before facing forward. My heart sunk with each step I took. None of this was fair. No one deserves to be tortured this way.
I tried to stay focused on my steps, one foot in front of the other. I focused on my breathing, in and out, focus.
In the midst of my focusing, a gunshot rang through the air. I lost my footing as the sound rattled in my ears and my mind. A strong hand grabbed my upper arm and pulled me back on the track. I grabbed Thomas' upper arm as he pulled me up, and I hung my head.
"You ok?" He asked and I looked up to the sky. I noticed a single cloud floating in the sky, and it made me think of Winston. I hoped, with the little remaining hope I had, that he was in a nicer place, along with all the others who had to die at the hand of WICKED.
"Yeah. I just, Im Fine" I said unable to force a smile onto my face.
"Ok. Let's keep moving" Thomas said.

We walked and I was glad when we got on level ground again. I stayed side by side with Thomas, and I could sense that we were both on high alert. We were both waiting for something to happen. My heart was racing. Partially because of the heat, partially because we were in such an unsafe, unpredictable area and partially because it hit me that I can no longer protect everyone. This is about survival.
As I looked out to the horizon. The mountains seemed to be getting further and further away, and there was no visible shelter for miles.