「 Lost ; Part two of Rain 」

*spoilers for those who have not yet read all three books which shouldn't be anyone bc you can't just read the first book and not have the need to continue.

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Thomas and Teresa, two more people added to my list. My list of all the people I owe my life to. 

Two years later and came the arrival of Thomas and Teresa, two years later and we finally found our escape out of the Glade. 

Minho and the other runners were doing their best, risking themselves everyday, knowingly going into the maze even though the doors could close on them if they were too slow. But it wasnt enough, they were missing something crucial and Thomas and Teresa were the ones to figure it out. 

They saved us, they got us out but it soon became clear that maybe Teresa couldn't be trusted at all. 

She captured Thomas, used him,  broke his heart but he still cared about her. It was obvious. But where was she now?

"What's on your mind, love?" Newt's arms circle around my waist, pulling me onto his lap and resting his chin on my shoulders.

As Thomas, Brenda, Minho and Jorge search for Hans in the city if Denver, Newt and I sit alone in the Berg used to escape WICKED.

We escaped but only just, if we had made even the smallest stuff up, we'd all be back inside WICKED, all waiting in line to be used like lab rats again.

We'd all be subjects, used to find a cure for The Flare. 

The Flare...Newt...

"It's nothing, Newt. just thinking about old stuff, stuff I shouldn't even be lingering on". I reply, my voice trembles slightly, enough for Newt to realize I'm still keeping him in the dark.

"You can trust me, love. I know... I know I'm not in the best position right now, but you can still trust me." Newt says. 

He's turning crank...but he's still the same boy who pulled me up out of the box a couple years ago. He kisses the top of my head.

At least, I still hope he is.

"I know, Newt. I do trust you. I'm just worried about WICKED. what if they track is here and take us back to something worse than the maze?" I say, leaning my back against Newt's chest. 

"I won't let them take you away, ______. Not again. When the others come back, we'll be able to leave and we'll be safe--" Newt's words of reassurance are interrupted as we hear yelling coming from right outside the berg.

Then the large hatch door slowly opens, revealing at least twenty armed soldiers, ready and holding position to fire at us. Newt's eyes widen, he quickly pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket and scribbles something on it. 

From this point of view and lighting, I couldn't work out what Newt had written on it. But it wasn't for me as he folds the paper and drops it behind us. 

"Newt" I gasp in shock as he pulls us both up to our feet. Immediately, I'm pushed behind him.  

They're here to take Newt away from me, he's not immune to The Flare, he's a threat to the security of the city. He's a crank to them.

"Stay behind me ______," He says and I grab his arm. "They won't hurt you. I promise" determination obvious in his voice. 

"I won't let them take you away, Newt." I whisper and Newt's eyes begin to water. He knows why they're here too. 

He's still the same boy who used to be a runner, he still the same boy who almost ended his life because he was scared and alone. He's still Newt. 

My hands reach up to cup his cheeks, I need to tip toe as I lean forward and place my lips on Newt's. 

He kisses me back but we're teared apart as someone yanks Newt away from me.

"NO!" I cry, tears staining my cheeks. I reach out for him but someone's holding me back.

The lights are turned off and all I can see is silhouettes in the dark. But I see Newt being dragged away clearly and my heart shatters. 

They're taking Newt away from me. 

I hear more shouting and then complete silence as our attackers disappear along with Newt. I'm left alone on the cold floor of the Berg, with Thomas and Minho in the city oblivious to the fact that their best friend has been taken. 

Tears spill uncontrollably from my eyes as I sit and hug my knees. I should've gone with him. I've lost my best friend, I've lost Newt.

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How's everyone's winter?

My summer is great. Not.

So I've finally written a part two for Rain and I want to write a part three. 

Oh and does anyone know any good tv shows to watch? I'm waiting for pll to start again, I'm also watching gravity falls and sailor moon crystal. I need to keep busy when the holidays come.

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