"I'm not your friend or anything, damn
Stop, what the hell are you talking about? Ha
Get my pretty name outta your mouth
We are not the same with or without
Don't talk 'bout me like how you might know how I feel"

Clara had a slight smirk on her face, swaying her head back and forth slowly as she looked at Jorge who sat across from her. Brenda was on another seat, as she looked between the two. Silence. That's all there was.

"Well, don't all talk at once."  Clara spoke, the same words Jorge did just a few moments ago.

"So, The Right Arm is a bunch of teenagers?"  Jorge asked.  Speaking finally.

Clara snorted and shook her head.  "No, mostly adults.  But, I don't know you so I'm not giving away any of our secrets." She pointed at him, smiling.

Jorge looked at her then let out a chuckle at her comment before standing up. Clara's eyes flickered to Brenda before looking back at Jorge.

"So, are you going to let them go?" Clara asked.

"Oh, your little friends that you came with?"

"They're not my friends." Clara told him seriously, no expression shown on her face.

"Why are they with you then?"  Brenda spoke from the spot next to her.

"Taking them back to my camp.  They are new to the scorch and we both know what happens to people who are new to the scorch."  Clara stated boredly as she played with the green tennis ball.

The rest of the time of her sitting on that couch was filled with silence. Jorge went somewhere for a bit then came back. She raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. It was probably another five minutes before she stood up and just paced the room. That's when he grabbed a box and started to put things in it, Brenda going over to him.

"So what? You're just going to give it all up? Everything that you've built?"

"There's no future here." Clara heard the two talk and she casually made her way out of the room, looking to see where the others were at. She snapped her head towards a window when she saw a bright light shine through, a helicopter noise making its way in her ears and her hand hovered over her gun in the hoster.

"Good evening! This is the World Catrsoriphe Kill Zone Department. We have your compound complete surrounded-"

"Rat Man?" Clara asked out loud, she knew that voice and boy did she wish he was dead. She quickened up her speed as she looked in and out of rooms before she came to them dangling, Teresa grabbing onto a few bars.

"What are you guys doing just hanging around?" She joked.

"Oh, thank god." Thomas breathed out, hearing her voice.

"Clara, just get us the bloody down from here." Newt practically ordered as she went over and pulled Teresa over then going over to the lever and pulling it down, the remaining teenagers jolting down slightly.

"Alright.  Let's go."  Clara said as her and Teresa helped get the rest down. "We need to leave." Clara stood slightly next to Thomas as the group quickly made their way to the exit.  "WCKD is here.  Who knows how long till they get inside.  For all we know they're already in."  She told him seriously as he looked to her then the others.

"Let's go.  Let's go."  Thomas said then they all stopped when Berkeley was at the exit, pointing the gun at the group.

"We're not trying to cause any trouble, alright?  We just want to get out of here."  Thomas told him calmly.

"Is that so?  Janson. I got them. Bringing them down." He smirked as he spoke into the talkie.  "Come on.  Let's go."  He got closer to them.

"You must think we're crazy if you really believe were going back there."  Clara glared at him as her hand was making its way to her gun.

"I said let's go."

Thomas kept his eyes on him as he quickly grabbed the gun, moving it as a bullet went off.  Clara moved back slightly as she saw the bullet fly by.

Thomas tried to fight the man off but didn't succeed when he heard a click of the man's gun and once again was pointed at him.

"You little bastard!"

Clara brought her gun up as she shoved Thomas out of the way, only to be met with her gage being empty.  A shot rang off and the group jumped slightly.  Thomas touched his chest thinking he got shot but immediately looked at Clara.  Flashbacks of what Chuck did instantly filled his mind.  Minho as well looked at his old friend, his heart instantly dropping.

But as for Clara she didn't even flinch when she heard the gunshot.  Clara would always welcome death with open arms.  When her time would come she would greet the Grim Ripper like an old friend.

Berkeley's hand slowly lowered before he dropped to the ground, dead.  Brenda, who stood directly behind him lowered her arm that held a pistol.

"Alright.  Come on."  She told the group and quickly exited.

I go out walkin' after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do, I'm always walkin'

"What's up with the song?" Clara asked as they continued to run after Brenda.

"Brenda. Hurry! We don't have much time." Jorges voice suddenly came through their ears.

"Let's go. Let's go. Let's go." Jorge told the kids. "Right this way." He then opened up to windows then pulled down some type of zip line.

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me." Fry spoke.

"Awesome." Clara smiled.

"You kids want to get to the Right Arm? I'll help you get there, but you better owe me." Jorge said as his eyes flickered to Clara.

"Yeah. Yeah. Let's move." Clara said.

"Follow me." Jorge told them as he was out the window. Clara quickly turned around and made her way away from the group.

"Clara what are?"  Fry asked as he was about to go out the window.

"I'll get her.  Just keep going."  Thomas said before he quickly ran after her.

"Clara what are doing?" He asked as she quickly grabbed her back pack that was on the couch where she left it. She didn't say anything as she reloaded her pistol then threw the bag over her shoulders.

"Didn't need to follow me." Clara told him as the music continued to play.

"Didn't need to take that bullet for me." He said seriously as she looked over at him.

"But there was no bullet." Clara shrugged with a smile.

"Could have been. I don't want you to sacrifice your life for me." Thomas took a few steps closer to her and she just let out a small laugh.

"Oh, Tommy boy...it wouldn't be the first time I'm the sacrifice play. Now, less chit chat. More running away." She turned around to leave but was met by Brenda running past them.

"Now what?" Thomas groaned and went to chase after her but Clara quickly pulled him down behind a table where WCKD guards were shooting at them.

"You know, I'm getting tired of saving your ass." Clara took a few bullets there way but gestured for Thomas to follow Brenda.

"Go after her. I'll handle them." She ordered.

"How are you going to get out?"

"I'm Clara. I always find a way out." She smiled widely and hoped over the table, taking another shot, sending a WCKD guard falling to the ground.

Clara quickly jumped over and under as bullets flew past her. She could hear them on her tail but easily slipped around the corner where she stayed hidden behind a pull. The guards easily running past her without even noticing.

"I'm afraid what will happen once this song ends." She mumbled to herself before she ran once again and saw the open window, grabbing onto the cloth material and jumping out the window.

"Oh, wow. Yeah. This is fun." She smiled as she zipped down the line. That fun ended when she heard the explosion a few seconds later.

"Oh sh-" she let out a scream as she felt the line suddenly fly down. She held onto it even tighter as the top dropped and slammed her through a broken window and into a building.

"Ow."  Clara let out a groan as she just laid on her back, closing her eyes.  Deciding she's just going to stay in this position for a bit.

"Are you alright?"  A familiar British accent rang through her ears.

"Fine.  Just really like this floor."  Clara opened her eyes as she saw Newt, Minho, and the others looking down at her.

"Where's Thomas?" 

"Are they ok?"

"What happened?"

"SHUCK IT!"  Clara yelled as she sat up, tired of all their questions being thrown at her.

"I know where they went." Jorge told the kids as he looked out the broken side of the building.

"Oh, yeah. Where?" Minho questioned the man.

"Albuquerque."

"Not Albuquerque."  Clara let out another groan as she stood up.

"What's that?"  Newt asked, looking at Clara, seeing the disappointed look on her face.

"You're about to find out."

**sorry for the long wait. School was once again killing me but I'm finally done! Woot! Woot! I'll post another chapter tmrw to make it up :)""

**Therefore I Am ~ Billie Eilish**