𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆, cliche

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REDEMPTION.
[ chapter five ]

[ chapter five ]

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✧・゚: *✧・゚:*

EVELYN AND GALLY STARE AT EACH OTHER. They're in a back storage room. She dragged him away from the meeting room, and he was extremely silent in return but agreed nonetheless. After sending Fry a distressed glance, he finally followed after her.

"So. . ." He rocks back and forth on his feet.

Eve tilts her head, inspecting him, "Do you know?"

He narrows his eyes, "About what? Why Newt's acting weird? You and Thomas? Do I know what?"

She licks her lips, "About us."

His mouth drops open, "I— Eve—"

"Not like that, idiot. God, how low do you think I want to stoop?" She mutters in annoyance, rolling her eyes, "Do you have your memories back?"

He hums, nodding, "Yeah, but they're faint."

"Right, so you do know," She states.

Gally clenches his jaw, "Know what?"

"That we're siblings, actually fucking twins," She snaps angrily, glaring at him with her nostrils flared, "If you have your memories, you should remember our time in WCKD."

Gally gawks at her in complete disbelief. His eyes are wide and his jaw has dropped. His hands that were previously fiddling have stilled and fallen to his sides. He begins to shake his head in denial, small laughs erupting his lungs. He jabs a finger at her, "You're joking."

She stares at him in disbelief, "Do I look like I'm fucking joking?"

He stills once more, looking thoroughly at her face and realisation hits him, "No. Oh my god— No, you don't," He turns away from her, running his hand over his buzzcut, "Holy shuck. Holy shuck."

She snorts, "You still use Glader slang?"

He whizzes back round to her, his face now painted with offence, "We're siblings. There's no way. I mean, how is that even physically possible? You're— you're you, and I'm— we would've figured it out. My memories didn't have anything to do with you. You were there once, getting dragged away from—"

"Our room," She finishes, "Yeah. We shared a room. We shared everything, in fact. Because we're siblings. Lord save my soul. I apologise if you don't want to be my brother, but believe me it was a horror for me too."

𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, thomas ³Where stories live. Discover now