A/N - when the words are in italics its them speaking Spanish, instead of me writing out the actual language and translating.
Play- bad guy by Billie Eilish - on repeat
Getting dragged out the room the boys soon disappeared down a corridor, leaving only their shouts of disagreement to be heard. Jorge turned to the girl and looked her up and down, to see she didn't look scared in the slightest.
"Where are you from?" he asks.
"I don't know." Athena replied.
"A smart girl like you would surely know." he replied walking closer to the girl.
"I only know what i've read in a file."
"So where are you from?"
"Cuba."
"Ah, Mexico." he replied as he gestured to himself.
"You didn't answer my question."
"Which was again?"
"Are you with Wicked?"
Jorge looked at the young girl, seeing the desperation in her eyes. The hope that she was slowly losing. He recognised it, because he's been through it.
"Are you and the blonde?" he asked looking in the direction of the hall the boys went.
"That's none of your business." she replied with her jaw clenching.
"Well for you to be this desperate you got to have a reason."
Taking a deep breath she looked at Jorge. "They're my family. They have been there for me since I can remember. We have all lost so many people already that mean so much to us, we just want to be safe and away from all this."
Jorge looked at her, sympathy showing in his face as she carried on. "I think you, then anyone else here can understand when I say I can't lose my family. I don't even remember my real family. I can see the way you look at that girl, like she's your daughter. So I'll ask you again.
Are you with Wicked?"
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Ropes holding them up the group hung from the ceiling by their legs. "Good plan, Thomas." Minho said sarcastically. " 'just hear what the man has to say'. Really working out for us." He said as he swung around slightly.
"Oh, shut up, Minho." Thomas breathed out.
"He isn't exactly wrong. And god knows what Athena's doing." Frypan mumbled.
"Maybe I can reach the rope." Thomas grunted.
"Enjoying the view?" Jorge said as he looked at the group.
"Where the bloody hell is Athena?" Newt asked as the man walked to the edge.
"She's back there." he said nonchalantly.
"What the hell do you want." Thomas asked
"That is the question. My men want to sell you back to WCKD. life has taught them to think small. I'm not like that." he said looking round the group.
"Something tells me you're not either." Jorge carried on.
"Is blood rushing to my head, or is this shank making no sense?" Minho asked.
"Tell me what do you know about the Right Arm?" he asked, ignoring Minho's comment.
"I thought you said they were ghosts." Newt commented.
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