Thomas POV:
" What do you mean you knew we would get free?" I ask Jorge.
" Well if you kids escaped WICKED and have survived the scorch for I don't know how long then of course you're smart enough to get out of some ropes." Jorge answers.
I mean he does have a point.
" Follow us. Also try not to talk to anyone. They're not really found of new people."
We do as they told us and Jorge leads us back into the same room Brenda led us when we came. Jorge brings us to a table and motions us to sit down. I sit next to Newt and Teresa. As Teresa is sitting down I see her wince and remind myself to ask her about it later.
" Okay me and Brenda have thought it over and we would like to help you get to the Right Arm." Jorge says.
" Well we know it's in the mountains and that it had taken a lot of kids from WICKED." Newt says.
" You're in luck because over these past few months I have been trying to contact the Right Arm and haven't been successful until you came along. So if you decide to trust us and we have already decided to trust you, maybe we could take down WICKED together and if we are lucky with the Right Arm on our side." Jorge pauses but continues, " I have a friend Marcus he took kids to the right arm and is living in some run down area in the city. We could try to go to him and ask if he still remembers where they are."
" That sound like the start of a plan but right now for our brains to work we need some sleep and possibly any spare food." Frypan says.
" Well we can take care of that." Jorge says.
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Teresa POV:
After we ate Jorge took us to a spare room filled with bunk beds. The boys automatically run and claim one that they want. Winston and Fry share a set Fry on top. Newt and Minho another set Minho on top. And me and Thomas, luckily I got the bottom so I won't have to climb up and down. As we are all settled in our spots we all start talking to each other. While Minho, Newt, Fry, and Winston are arguing about whose food is better Frypan's or the food Jorge served us Tom turns to me.
" Hey can I talk to you, separately?" He asks.
" Sure." I respond.
He leads me out of the room right outside the door.
" What's been going on with you? And don't tell me it's nothing because I saw you wince when you sat down both times now." Tom says. He looks into my eyes and I see pure comfort and concerned from his eyes. I give in and first unwrap the bandage from my leg. I prop my leg up on a nearby chair.
" When the lightning struck and I tripped rocks flew at me and one cut my leg and another one that was big cut my waist." I explain.
" And you've been dealing with this since then?" Tom asks while examining my cut on my leg.
All I do is nod.
" Why didn't you tell me? I could've helped you?" He asks again.
" You had Minho to worry about I'm not important plus the pain was bearable." I say while looking down.
Thomas puts his hand on my cheek then with is other hand pulls my chin up to meet his gaze.
" Teresa. You. Are. Always. Important. Never think otherwise. Now if it's alright with you could I see the one on your waist?" He says.
I nod again and still looking at him I pull my shirt up and unwrap the "bandage" or should I say shirts from the cut. Thomas steps back to look at it and when he does his face turns to full concern.
" We need to get this checked out, both of the cuts. They could be infected or worse already infected and it hurting your body!" Thomas says while panicking.
" Tom I'll be alright" but he cuts me off saying, " No you won't, your severely injured and it's almost half of your waist that's cut."
He starts rambling about how infections are very dangerous and no matter how hard I try to stop him he won't so I grab his face and kiss him. A few seconds later he kisses back and carefully grabs the side of my waist that isn't cut. I wrap my arms around his neck and we kiss for a few more seconds then pull back. We rest our foreheads against one another and just breathe trying to take in what happened. He breaks the silence,
" What was that for?"
" You were rambling so I stopped you." I respond
" You could've just slapped me." He suggests.
" So you would rather have me slap you than kiss you?" I ask. Our foreheads are still against one another's.
" No..no..no...no that's not at all what I'm saying it's just that was out of the blue." He says.
" Well life can be full of surprises, now you were saying that we should get these checked out." I say.
" Yeah let's go find Jorge." He says.
And off we went and on the way Thomas takes my hand as we are walking to find Jorge.
Sorry this is a bit late I was busy so I couldn't update, but here it is, hope you have a good day or night depends on where you are.
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Scorch Trials Remake
FanficThis is how I think the Scorch Trials should've gone. It is a mix of the book and the movie. All characters belong to James Dashner. Hope you enjoy! There will be a sequel, sorry I am not updating as often.