Chapter 15

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The carriage landed on the sand with a muffled thump as everyone made their way to the metal door, holding the carriage shut.

We all stood staring at the door before Thomas looked at me and newt and spoke.

"Well? What are we waiting for?"

Me and newt looked at the boy confused before finally picking up his hint.

"Well i cant do it, i left my blowtorch and stuff behind.." i said, looking to my feet in embarrassment.

Newt sighed. "I still have mine." He said, before pulling out his and getting to work on the door as quick as he could.

Not long after he started the door flew open and Thomas was the first one inside, searching row by row, looking for his friend.
I has seen Aris and Sonya sitting in the front row of the carriage, Sonya looking exhausted, and Aris looking like he had gotten a beating by WICKED.

I ran over to the two and hugged them tightly.

"Are you guys alright?"

"We are. But hey, i have a tuff look going for me now." Aris said lightly smiling.

I returned his smile before looking at Thomas who was now standing at the back of the carriage, he had checked all the rows and was now looking back at us with an almost depressed look.

He took a moment of silence before speaking. "He's not here."

My face dropped instantly, and newt was the first to leave the carriage after his words, which caused me to run after him.

"Hey.. you alright?" I asked with caution.

Newt had his head in his hands and sighed before turning to me. "He was so certain. I was so certain he'd be in there.."

"I know i was too, we all were." I laid a hand on his shoulder in a comforting way.

We stood there silent for a while, just looking into each other's eyes, and for a moment, only a moment, I thought i could see a spark in his, before we were interrupted.

"Muchachos! Cmon! We need to get these kids to safety!"

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We had arrived back, finally.
The right arm had since 6 months ago relocated to a seaside dock, were they were working on reconstructing a whole ship, to safely transport kids to the safe haven. And progress was coming on nicely.

Vince was planning on calling a meeting, or as Thomas liked to call it 'a gathering'. God knows why.

"Okay.. listen up." Vince said, taking a pause.

"I know you lot have been through hell, and i wish i could say out troubles were over.. but we aren't through this yet"

Vince again paused as me Thomas and newt joined, standing up by aside of a crumpled old building.

"WICKED is still out there, they wont give up.. cause u got something they want, they took you because your immune, to a plague that's whipping out the human race.. and they think your worth sacrificing to find a cure: well i don't."

Some kids applauded, some stayed silent at his words as he continued.

"So in 2 days, when we get this tubber rust sea-worthy, we're getting the hell outta here.. we are gonna go to a place were WICKED cant find you.."

After that, me Thomas and newt shared a look before walking away, we had heard enough.

"He cant just do that, he cant just push Minho to the side! What have we done these past few months?" My temper grew and grew as i spoke.

"We planned and planned and it worked i wont stop until he's back," my voice started to raise.

"Y/n.."

"No newt! Not 'y/n'.. all I've been told every day of my life before this was 'y/n this' and 'y/n that' and I'm sick of it! If we have a chance we need to take it-" but before i could say anymore, newt interrupted me, while Thomas stood silently and watched.

"Y/n! Listen to me! These kids have gone through shit, vince said it himself! We cant put this camp and these kids in danger once again for one person."

"So what? We just forget Minho? We forget that he even existed and just go about our happy lives in the safe haven as if we never knew him?" I took a step closer in anger.

"Y/n thats not what I'm saying!"

"Then what are you saying newt? I thought he was ur 'best mate'? Wouldn't you be willing to do anything for your 'best mate'? I wouldn't know, I've never had one." My temper only grew towards newt.

Newt took hold of my shoulders and looked me in the eye, a different look than i had seen earlier that day.

"I think you need to cool down.."

I broke out of his grip and copied his stern look back to him.

"Don't tell me what i need.. newt" and with that i walked away.

I walked until i found my second home in this wreck of a place, the mapping room, which Thomas had also named.

I slammed the door behind me only to see in the light was Jorge..

"You ok?.." he asked with a little uncertainty in his voice.

"Fine." I snapped back, rolling out some of WICKED maps we had stolen and found.

"We aren't going back for him. We had our chance, we blew it." Jorge said, going back to mapping a map of the dock.

"Thats fine, you don't have too, but i will." I said, a stern tone lingered in my voice.

"No. No your not doing anything." Jorge sighed, walking over and snatching a map from my hands.

I turned to face him with flared nostrils and a face full of anger.

" i need to do something at least, we still have 2 days-"

"Yeah, thats 2 days too short hermana, not happening."

I stopped and thought for a second before speaking up.

'Fine.. i wont do anything, ill just forget about it."

"Good good, now go play like a good kid, i have work to do.." Jorge said, shooing me away out of the door and closing it shut behind me.

I scoffed to myself once he shut the door starting to walk away from the mapping room.
Thinking to myself: gullible idiot.

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