𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃, 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈

Chapter 3: W.C.K.D.

~3rd Person P.O.V.~

It was the next day after the talk with Aris, Y/n, and Thomas. Y/n had been taken away from the boys, the doctors saying they needed to do more tests on her. All the boys didn't like that, especially Minho and Thomas. 

Thomas and Y/n started growing a very great friendship. Ever since she got more of her memories back, she informed him of their bond, and he said he felt that too. They started becoming best friends, like they use to be. And Minho, he wanted her by his side at all times. He needed to know the love of his life was safe, and he didn't really trust these people that much.

Once again, Janson came in and started listing off peoples names, them getting excited, cheering before joining the line. Thomas couldn't keep his gaze off the doors. He needed to get in there. He had informed the others of what Aris showed him and Y/n last night, and they didn't really believe him.

Minho was a little hurt that she didn't tell him, they told each other everything. 

"I wanna know what's through that door." Thomas spoke, keeping his gaze on the doors while Janson continued naming people.

"We've been over this. You said they were covered up, so you and Y/n don't know what you saw. Could've been anything under there." Newt said, looking at the boy.

"We know exactly what we saw, there were bodies." Thomas defended himself and Y/n, "Aris said they bring in a new batch every night."

"Who the hell is Aris?" Minho asked.

Thomas looked over at the said boy, seeing him examining his food weirdly.

"Well," Minho looked back at Thomas, "I'm sold."

"And last but not least, David. Thank you for your attention, enjoy the rest of your evening." Janson called to everyone, following the group of people through the doors.

"Okay, till we know anything for certain, we should just keep our heads down, and try not to draw any attention to ourselves, alright?" Newt warned Thomas.

Ignoring the boy, Thomas got up to his feet, making his way towards the doors. Aris, who was sitting at his own table, watched Thomas walk in a fast pace to the doors.

"What is he doing?" Newt questioned, his gaze trained on Thomas.

"I think he's drawing attention to himself." Frypan answered, his eyes also on the boy.

Thomas tried acting normal as possible, almost making it through the doors, until one of the guards stopped him, putting his hand on the boys chest.

"Woah, hang on. You weren't called." The guard said.

"I know, I'm just gonna be a second." Thomas assured, trying to get past them once again.

The guard put a hand on Thomas' chest again, stopping him, "This is a restricted area, kid."

Thomas sighed, walking up to the guard, "Alright, I just wanna see my friend, Y/n. Can you let me through?"

The man put his finger on Thomas' chest, "Get your ass back in that chair."

Thomas sighed in frustration, slowly turning around and walking back to the table. All of a sudden, he tried charging right through the guards, but they caught him before he could. He was pushed back slightly, the other boys running towards them.

"What's you problem, man?!" Thomas yelled, pushing the guard, "What the hell, huh?"

"Back off!" The guard pushed him back.

All the other boys grabbed Thomas, holding him back a little, "Why won't you let me see her?!" He shouted, referring to his best friend, Y/n.

"Control your friend!" The guard shouted, pointing at the boys.