11. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗n𝚒𝚗𝚐

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the whole time i couldn't sleep unlike Newt who was sound asleep with his head on my shoulder. every so often he would move a little to get himself comfy, and at some point we ended up with my arm around his shoulders and my hand playing with his hair. it was a lot soft than it looked so it was nice. just as i was about to drift off, we slowed down and finally came to a stop, notifying me that we had arrived at wherever they had taken us.

"come on, get up. we're here" the guy that was sat in the back with us shook the others awake while i poked Newt.

"hey, Newt. wake up." when i noticed he wasn't going to wake up i pushed him off of me and he hit his head, causing him to wake up.

"ow, what was that for" his voice was raspy and deep, holy shuck that's hot, i just laughed at him and nodded towards the door

"get out ya shank" i got out after him, with his help as he held his hand out for me. thanking him, i turn around to see the armed men shooting at something in the distance. they looked like people

"go go move now!" one of the men grabbed my arm and pulled me towards a huge building that i didn't recognise. 

"stay with me" Newt grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. i'm sure it was for him to feel more safe more than me but i found it cute and stayed by him. i saw Minho trying to get Thomas awake and when he did, i could see in his eyes that he knew something, but i let it go. Thomas ran back towards the helicopter and grabbed something but before i could see what it was, i was pushed into the building.

"what is this place?" i kept my hand in Newts, and seeing how intimidated i was he gave my hand a squeeze and smiled at me.

"whatever it is, it can't be any worse than the glade." Minho and Thomas finally made it through the doors and by our side. 

"you kids doing alright?" a mans voice made us turn and see someone who looked all too familiar, but as usual i couldn't grasp on who he was.

"sorry about all the fuss, we have ourselves a bit of a swarmed." he started walking, nodding for us to follow him. 

"who are you?" Thomas made his way to the front of us, obviously

"you can call me Mr Janson. i run this place, and i'm the reason your still alive. it's my intention to keep you that way" something about the way he spoke gave me the chills, i didn't trust him, not one bit.

 "then you're taking us home?" something about the word home made me unsettled

"a home of sorts. sadly there won't be much left of wherever you came from, but we do have a place for you. a refuge outside the scorch, where WCKD will never find you again, how does that sound?" his words . his voice. his face. it all seemed to familiar and what he was saying was almost too good to be true, which made me nervous.

"why are you helping us? what's in it for you?" my voice came out a little harsher than expected but right now i didn't care

"we're all hanging on by a very thin thread. the fact that you kids can survive this deadly virus means that you're the best chance humanity has at surviving. unfortunately it also makes you a target. beyond this door, lies a new beginning for you all. first things first, let's do something about that smell shall we.

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as quickly as i could, i stripped down and jumped into the warm water. the burning sensation felt more than amazing as it ran down my back. even then i could still hear the boys and their cheering.

"not to ruin your moment, boys, but would you please shut up? i'm trying to enjoy my peace away from you lot as much as i can" as a response they just laugh, making me giggle at how silly they were. not soon after, i got out and changed into the clean clothes they had given us. i wrapped the towel over my shoulders after drying my hair.

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