HATRED (Gally x Reader Fanfic)

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We all walk towards a large hole in the ground, Gally glides down a ladder slowly into the deep underground.

"Be careful, Thomas." Jorge states, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Gally, take care of y/n." Frypan smiles, handing him a flashlight as his legs hang low on the ladder.

"I always do." Gally smiles back, climbing briskly down the metallic ladder.

I notice at the corner of my eye Newt fixing his shoes and for some reason him checking out his wrist, almost like he was looking for something.

"You coming, Newt?" I query him, slowly entering the hole.

He smiles and quickly makes his way behind us, along with Thomas hastily behind.

"Ew, this is gross." I convey after we'd walked around this disgusting sewer for a while.

The running of sewage piss and shit still enters into my mind, it sounded like a waterfall, which was sort of comforting in a way.

Gally turns on a generator, switching on the lights. I jump from the reflexes, moving close to Gally, since there were rats rolling on the floor.

"This is so GROSS." Newt dramatically states, struggling behind me.

*
After the sewer we come across a blue door that had a bright yellow hazard on it.

Gally peeps his head round to see if the coast was clear.

All of us walk through, following close beside him.

We were in crowds of people, most were wearing masks. It was a train station? I could hear the sounds of people walking, the echoes of the speakers from the station. Nobody was saying a thing, almost like they were robots.

With all of the walking and silence we cross a bridge into a beautiful city, full of lights.

My eyes dawned with awe as I stared so daringly at it.

"This is a long way from the glade." Newt stares leering at the technology of the trains passing.

"I know it's going to be hard, but act like you've seen if before, we gotta get off of these streets." Gally asserts with his hands in his pockets and hastily walks away.

Me, Newt and Thomas stare at each other in confusion before continuing our journey.

Rapidly, we run across a silent road and onto the other side, avoiding the police cars gliding by.

"They definitely have security." Gally spurs sarcastically, taking my hand in his.

"I'm guessing you shanks have something to do with that." He looks at us three, panting quietly.

"Alright, let's get outta here." Im whisked away at Gally's statement, Thomas and Newt tail behind us quickly.

"Alright!" Newt your up, be quick." Gally holds out his hands in cup towards his knee.

Newt stands on his hands and is quickly climbed onto the side railing.

"Thomas." He states, but Thomas is already up there.

He laughs looking at me.

"What?" I query him with cross arms, confused.

His hands glide onto my waist, hoisting me up away from my feet and gently putting me down onto my ass on the railing.

"Jerk." I scoff as Newt and Thomas help me to my feet.

Gally huffs, helping himself up.

*
We make our way towards the top, feeling the brisk air, brush through my air.

"That place is crawling with soldiers and surveillance, there's not a way to get in without a distraction." He asserts, looking through a telescope.

"Sounds like a bloody fortress." Newt suggests, leaning his arm over the railing, holding his wrist.

"I might have a way in." Gally looks at his hands and burrows his eyebrows.

"Might? What do you mean might?! You told us we have a way in!" Thomas almost yells at him.

"Take a look." Gally suggests, pointing at the telescope before him.

Thomas peeks his eye over the magnification but quickly backs his head up when he realizes what Gally's getting at.

"I said I had a way in, I didn't say you were going to like it." He leans against the wall, putting his hands in his pockets.

*
We make our way back to the place where they rescued us.

"No, there's gotta be another way." Thomas yells, pacing the floor like a mop.

"Like what? You've seen the building, she is our only way in." Gally motions his hands about, frustrated.

"You really think she's gonna help us?" I query, running my hands through my hair.

"I don't plan on asking her for permission." His anger pans to me, glaring me deeply in my eyes.

"Am I missing something here?! This is the same girl that betrayed us, correct? Same dick?!" Brenda speaks, crossing her arms together.

"I like her." Gally points to Brenda, standing beside him.

I shoot Gally a funny look.

"I just think we should be careful. Even if we get Teresa to listen to us. How the hell are we going to get her out?" I mutter, leaning my hands against the table.

"What's going on with you?" Brenda's voice soothes, dodging my important question.

"Oh.my.god." I whisper under my breath and banging my hand against my head, obviously frustrated.

"What, are you afraid your little girlfriends gonna get hurt?" Newt buts in, staring at him, following with a hum.

"Obviously this isn't all about rescuing Minho." Newt stands up, turning his face towards Thomas's.

"What?" Thomas whispers, confused.