Part 29

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Minho POV

"So what happened after you hung them all upside down?" 

Jorge grimaces. "WICKED showed up, one of the people in the building wanted the reward that WICKED had promised for the capture or location of this group of kids."

 "I however wanted to find the right arm and these kids were Brenda and I's ticket, there was no way they'd refuse us, not while we had these guys with us. WICKED came, they snuck into our building, knocked out our guards and then they decided to let us know they were there. 

Of course you idiots can't stay put so when I sent Brenda to go collect you, you lot had already freed yourselves and were cornered by one of my men.

 After Brenda killed him, you were all on your way to where I was waiting with my escape route. We almost all escaped, the building blew up and we were away from WICKED."

 "What do you mean almost all of you escaped the building?" The older man asks, what was his name...I don't really care actually. 

"Well Brenda went back for something, Thomas followed her, they got cut off by the guards and well then the building blew up. Next thing we know we've found them passed out on the floor of a club."

 More unhappy memories the scorch provided me with. 

One thing that I've learned about Newt is that he does not handle being away from Thomas very well.

-Flashback-

We're hiding out in an abandoned hut, close to where Jorge says Marcus is. 

Everyone's in a sombre mood, we all saw the building explode and we know that there's no way someone could have survived that. 

Thomas never made it out of the building and neither did the girl Brenda.

 I glance at Newt whose sitting a few feet away from everyone else, he's leaning against a wall with his eyes closed but I know he's not asleep. His plate of food remains untouched in front of him, just like last nights food. 

"Hey Fry excuse me for a second." I pat him on the shoulder before standing up and walking over to Newt. 

I sit beside him and nudge his shoulder with mine. "Hey...you need to eat something." I hold his food out towards him hoping he'll take it. He doesn't even open his eyes just shakes his head. "Not hungry." 

I set the food in my lap for now before turning to look at him again. "C'mon Newt we both know that's a lie."

 He opens his eyes and they look red either from crying or from the wind constantly blowing sand in them I can't tell.

 "Minho I'm fine honestly, just tired is all." 

I roll my eyes and lean my head against the wall. "Well I'm not, Thomas even though he was a dumb shank, was one of my closest friends aside from you and Fry and now who knows where he is or if he's even alive." 

Newt shakes his head. "You saw that building go up in flames Minho, we all watched the building collapse in on itself, so tell me who could possibly survive that?" 

I look away. 

"No one Minho...no one could survive that, not even my Tommy." 

I look back at him and see that he's closed his eyes again. "But he is one stubborn shank and I don't think he's ready to die just yet, we'll see him again soon Newt." "Now you need to eat, if not for yourself do it for Thomas."

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