CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ADELAIDE
I sit on the floor, forcing my friends to go over the plan once again- just to be sure that everyone knows what they're signing up for.
Thomas and Fry had unhinged one of the crates and gave everyone, the planks as weapons. Bea had stuffed her pockets with of stones and small chunks of broken cement pieces.
I had raised my eyebrows at her choice of weapons, but she smirked, saying at her trainer had taught her to use every single thing found in the environment to use it for a benefit, and that these very stones and cement pieces would be tactical weapons.
"Ally, stop fretting." Minho smacks my hand off the wooden planks whose I check for maybe the tenth time. "We have all we need. Did you go to the bathroom?" I nod.
"Its just.." I bite my tongue.
"You're nervous, I get it. But we are all set. And we will be fine."
"Don't make promises you can't keep." I snap and Minho sighs and sits down beside me.
"You want me to be honest? Fine. I have no idea what we are going to do and how long I'm gonna survive and the fact that I have this klunk stamped on my neck saying that I am 'The Leader' makes nothing shucking better. But anything is better than to stay here and die." I hug the boy, which he immediately returns. He hear him take a big sigh.
"God, you still reek of sex."
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I lean against the wall and wait for the rest of the boys to join. My watch tells me that it's just four minutes to 6 o'clock. Newt appears beside me and gives me a small smile. His hair is ruffled, making him look cuter. I run my fingers through his hair, styling it.
Newt places a quick kiss on my cheek and slips his hand in mine.
Soon, everyone gathers. Minho takes the lead, doing a head count. Violet slowly approaches us with a smile. Minho still doesn't see her because his back is facing her.
"Fine! So, everybody sure that they want to go?" I nod. Newt looks like he is regretting making Minho the leader already.
"Anybody changed their mind overnight?" His eyes trails over the group.
"Speak now or never. I don't need sissies in the group. Thomas is enough." A protest immediately comes from Thomas.
"Just kidding." Minho waves him off. "But, once we are going where we are going and some shank decides that he is sissy pants and tries to back off, then I'll make sure that they return with broken bones and smashed privates." Newt slaps his palm on his face, mumbling incoherently. Minho, immediately snaps at him. "Newt, you have a problem?" I smirk as I lean back, enjoying Newt's flustered state, and his efforts to find an answer, at the same time, looking dumfounded at Minho's stern attitude.
"Uh...no, just... admiring your bloody leadership qualities." Minho doesn't look impressed as he yanks his collar and leans towards the group to show the back of his neck.
"What does it say, slinthead?" Newt's face has gone red and he glances at me for help but I just give him a thumbs up. His eyes widens at this utter betrayal.
"What is that?" Violent cranes her neck to get a better look of Minho's neck.
The boy jumps in shock and immediately slaps a hand over the tattoo. He turns around to face her.
"Nothing!"
"There was something." Violet raises her eyebrows. "Something was written."
"The human trafficker used to brand us." Aris quickly said. "All of us have that."
Violet's eyes widens and I could swear I could spot a little twinkle in her eyes, before it quickly changes into sorrow.
"So..." she looks at all of us. "This is it, right?" We nod.
"Hundred miles to the north for the cure?" We again nod.
"Good luck kids, cause you're gonna need it."
A/N:
i know this chapter is very short, but i needed to add this part and at the same time, i couldn't start the next part of the story here.
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