Chapter 22

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We waited until we were sure he was out of sight then started making our way to Minho again. Teresa started blabbing to Thomas, so he picked up the pace trying to walk ahead.

"Thomas you have to listen to me!" She walked quickly "Getting that serum won't save Newt or Y/n, it might buy them some time but..."

"Just ignore her she's trying to get in your head" Newt grabbed her arm to push her on.

"Thomas, listen, you know what's going on out there, people are dying, the world is dying. There's something about your blood I don't understand"

We stood at another elevator " Open it" He ordered.

She swiped her card " if you let me run some tests, I promise I can protect you"

"Yeah?" He ripped off his mask and walked up to her " Like you protected Minho?"

"What are you doing?" Newt asked.

"How many more people is it gonna take? How many people are they gonna round up, torcher, kill? When the hell does it stop?"

"It stops when we find a cure" She stated.

"There is no god damn cure!"

"Don't waste your breath Teresa" Janson said, holding a gun. He pointed it towards us, me and Newt both pointed our guns up as more guards appeared. "He made his choice long ago"

"Drop it kid!" A guard yelled.

"Back off Janson!" I tugged my mask off, letting it hit the floor with a bang.

He smirked evily "Y/n. Welcome home"

"This is not my home" I pointed my gun to him "never was"

"Come on Y/n, you're a smart girl, drop the gun, I would hate to have to shoot you"

"Shoot me then" I stepped closer " I've got nothing to lose. But before you do, I'll make sure to shoot a bullet through that brainless, ugly, dead thing on your neck that you call a head"

"Oh I'll put so many bullets in your head, god won't even recognize you" I heard a click as he cocked his gun.

"In an atheist. Fire at will"

"Enough with the bullshit!" Thomas said.

More guards started appearing, edging towards us.

Suddenly, Thomas grabbed a hold of Teresa and held the barrel of his shotgun to her head "Back up! Tell them to back off!"

"Hey, Thomas, come on, it's me. I've known you longer than you can remember. You're not gonna shoot her."

"You don't think so?"

"Ok. Go on then" He lowered his gun " Shoot her"

Thomas looked around, sweating and panting furiously.

"Prove me wrong" He continued " Shoot her"

Teresa, shoved Thomas off her and somehow managed to push all three of us back. She pulled the emergency door handle and the glass door shut with a slam, locking us in. Janson ran foward to the glass, annoyed. Newt took off his helmet, and looked in amazement. I made eye contact with Teresa, before Thomas urged me to go.

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