to love too late

chapter 27 || wickeds return

I ran as fast as my feet could take me. I needed to run, to run away from Teresa. I heard distant shouts being thrown at each other now that the Berg had landed. The Right Arm yelled, Wicked yelled, all of them mixed together.

"Newt!" I cried out through the haze, trying to find the blond.

"Y/N?" He yelled into the haze. I couldn't see him, but I listened to his voice, following it.

Newt's voice lead me to a truck, Vince stood in the middle with a huge gun that was connected to the truck, Minho, Newt, Harriet, and Sonya stood around him, all with guns of their own.

"Do you know how to use this thing?" Vince asked as he placed a gun in my hand. I looked at it stunned a little, maybe intimidated too.

An arm grabbed me, making me point the gun at them.

"Oh my god, Brenda!" I shouted over the yells.

"You dumbass! Come on!" She yelled as she began pulling me away from the fight.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? We have to take cover or we're gonna get killed!" Jorge said sternly

"I have to help!" I screamed.

"You can't help them! There's to many of them" Jorge stated as he pointed at the group of Wicked soldiers.

"No-" I began.

"If we don't move now, we won't be much better off" Jorge said as his voice calmed down.

"You guys gotta go right now." I said to the two, pushing them ahead of me.

"What?" Brenda asked, worry laced her voice.

"They're not looking for you guys, go!" I ushered them.

By now, Wicked had almost everyone on the ground, all of them looking burnt out... All Wicked wanted now was me.

"Y/N..." Brenda said to me.

"I can't leave without them... I'm sorry" I replied.

"Go" I looked at Jorge, what did he just say?

"Go" He repeated to me. I followed his orders, walking off towards my friends.

"Line them up on their knees!" I heard Janson's voice boom over a megaphone of some sort. 

I walked closer, but far enough where they still couldn't see me. Was I really going to suffer again at Wicked? Yes. Because if my friends were going, so would I.

"Where's Y/N?" Janson asked the rest of the people.

"Right here" I replied from behind, walking closer to the man.

All eyes turned to me. I saw Newt's eyes widen, his mouth fell open slightly, but he didn't say anything. Minho's eyes saddened at the sight of me. 

I walked closer to Janson, standing infront of him. My heart thumped so hard I thought it was going to jump out of my chest. He hit me. Punched me right in the stomach, making me collapse onto the floor.

I let out a loud groan as people around me gasped loudly.

"Don't you dare touch her again!" Newt yelled at Janson. The man only laughed, watching as I lay crumpled up onto the floor.

"Get her in line" Janson ordered the guards. They did as they told as they grabbed me and dropped me onto the floor beside Thomas and Newt. 

Out of my peripherals, I saw Minho turn to look at me, his face questioning everything I had done.

"Why didn't you run?" He asked me as his eyes began to water. The Berg's mouth started to open, revealing a woman in a white coat. Ava.

"I'm too tired to run" I said with a sigh.