The Girl in the Scorch

21

FACE REVEAL AT THE END OF CHAPTER!!!!

Y/N'S POV

I stared the wall in my all white room. The only bit of color in here, was me, Minho, and a small black dot on the wall. I sat on the floor in the corner and just... sat there. Time wasn't kept since we had no way of keeping it. 

Minutes turned to hours. Hours turned to days. Days turned to weeks. We figured we had been here at least a month. Although we weren't sure. 

"What do you think everyone's doing right now?" I tore my eyes off of the black dot on the wall and replied, "What do you mean?"

Minho looked towards me with tired eyes and responded, "I mean, what do you think Newt and Thomas and everyone else are doing?" My expression darkened and I spoke, "Minho, don't you remember what they said to us? About how they wish we never existed? How we should've," My voice cracked and I cleared my throat and finished. "How we should've died in our labyrinths?" 

"Y/N... Those weren't real. WICKED is trying to make us believe that it's real when it's not. They never said that." I looked away from him and rested my eyes back onto the black dot and leaned my head against the wall, sighing.  

He stood up. For the first time in what felt like weeks, Minho moved more than his mouth and head. I mean, not like I can say anything, that's as 'bout as much as I have done as well.

I turned my head in his direction and questioned, "What are you doing?" 

"I'm finding a way out." I scoffed and stood up as well, my legs feeling like jelly beneath me. "We tried to get out when we were put in here and do you remember what happened?"

FLASHBACK

I groaned as I was shoved into a small room, Minho right behind me. WICKED guards have learned the hard way not to split us up.

The door was shut loudly, plunging us into darkness. I stood up, my arms out in front of me and I took a step forward, tripping over Minho. 

"OW!"

"Sorry. I didn't see you. It's so dark." Just then, the lights flickered on and we took in our surroundings. There was a white bunk-bed in one of the corners of the room, a small, white desk, white walls, a white floor, and a white ceiling. I darted my eyes around the room, looking for a way out but there was nothing. I looked at the door behind me and realize, it was white, too.

I walked towards it, putting my shoulder on the door and pushing. Minho joined me after a few seconds and we pushed on the door trying to get it to open. 

~TIME SKIP~

I ran at the door, ramming my shoulder into it, trying to get it to swing open. Minho had given up a little while ago and was laying on the bottom bunk. Thunk

I rubbed my shoulder and walked back to the wall across from the door and ran at it again. Thunk

As I walked back to the wall, I thought of Newt and my other friends, but mostly Newt. An image of him flashed across my eyes and I smiled. I reached the wall and ran at the door again. Thunk

"OH MY GOD! JUST STOP ALREADY!" I looked over a Minho who was looking over at me. We stared at each other for a moment before I walked back over to the wall and ran again. Thunk

He groaned and put one of his pillows on his head, covering his ears. I went over to the wall again and ran, expecting to hit the door but it was swung open and I ran into a WICKED guard, basically tackling him. I scrambled to my feet and took a step away from the guard and looked back at Minho who was now standing next to his bed.

I nodded at him and he nodded back and came and stood next to me. He took a step forward and so did the guard. He took a step back but the guard took another step forward. We glanced at each other slightly before running at the guard, attacking him. Surprised, the guard didn't fight back. We managed to get him on his stomach with me sitting on his back holding his arms behind his head. 

"BACK-UP! I NEED BACK-UP!" The guard kept screaming for more people to come and I began to panic. I looked up at Minho who looked ready to run at anybody who came through our door.  

He waited for about ten to fifteen minutes before loosening up and turning around towards me. Taking advantage of the fact that Minho had let down his guard, three bulky men charged  through the door, tackling my friend to the ground. I stood up to help him but tripped when my ankle was grabbed by the man I was holding down moments ago.

~TIME SKIP~

I grunted as I endured yet another punch to the face. I couldn't see out of my left eye and I am pretty sure I have a split lip. I stopped trying to get out of my bonds at least fifteen punches ago and by now and just letting them hit me. 

I leaned forward as much as I could as I was punched in the gut, causing me to spit out a little blood. I looked over at Minho who had just been punched in the stomach as well. 

This, was gonna be hell.

END FLASHBACK

"Yes, but we still have to get out of here otherwise we are going to die experiments to WICKED." I hesitated for a moment before slightly nodding my head. We went the the familiar wall across from the door and ran at it, ramming our shoulders into the cold door and walked back to the wall, going at it again, and again, and again.

It took us about thirty tries, be we finally got the door to swing open. We looked out of the room, down both hallways and saw nothing. I gestured for Minho to follow me as I walked down one of the corridors, but not before putting a sign on the door labeled, 'IN TESTING ROOM'.

We were gonna get out.