Safe Haven | Newt Death Cure Fanfiction [COMPLETED]

Chapter 9

"Oh by the way, you look like shit." Minho and I have been talking for quite some time now. At first he was all kind and polite but eventually we were jesting and teasing each other like we normally did.
"Don't you know that you look shittier than me?" He reminded. I playfully smacked his head before rolling my eyes.
"Oh, Minho? You said you just got here yesterday. Did I hear you right?" I drew back to our conversation yesterday, well technically I didnt talk.
"Yeah. You did. They transported a whole bunch of us by train."
"So where were you before that?" I prodded.
"They kept us at some other facility. I dont exactly know where that is." He shrugged.
"Wait how about you?" He asked.
"I've just been here." It was my turn to shrug.
"Wait, so you've been here for months?"
"That's what I just said." I rolled my eyes jokingly.
"And what have you been doing here for months?"
"Living in nightmares." I sighed. At least now I got a break. I proceeded to tell him about the nightmares WICKED gave me and how frequent they were. Minho's face fell.
"It's alright." I patted his hand.
"I understand why you did it now. That's just...They've only given me nightmares yesterday but I feel like I can't go on any longer." He looked down. He then recounted how his nightmare was about being back in the maze with a griever chasing him and suddenly being unable to move as the monster grew closer. I shuddered at the thought. It made me relive sleepless nights in the maze due to the ear-piercing screeches of the horrid creatures. I can't imagine how traumatizing that is for Minho. I clutched his trembling hand tightly.
"They're a bunch of shanks, aren't they?" I mused as I observed the people passing by outside the room.
"Bunch of dicks." We chuckled.