SOLITUDE // Newt, Minho

five. || these boots are made for walkin.

The cold sweat sticks to Auroras skin as she tosses and turns in her hammock. Her heart was racing, the current nightmare she was enduring should've been enough to wake her up.

She watched as her feet scatter from place to place somewhere she couldn't recognise.

She was running from something .Or rather someone. She was watching this unfold  from her own point of view.

She watched as the person caught her up. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him.
"Aurora just listen to me god dammit!" He shouts, his voice serious. "You cannot trust her okay? Do not trust him either. Wait for me, they will kill you if you don't." He cries, wincing at the last part.

The boy had brown hair, similar age to Aurora. He had a straight nose and brown eyes. They looked like there were in a lab. The words WICKED plastered on one of the walls.

"You'll be fine. Just remember, WICKED is not fucking good!" He seethes the final sentence before stabbing her in the arm with a needle.

That was enough to make her shoot out of her sleep. She was gasping for air, just a dream right? No. It was too real, too familiar.

Aurora looked around the room and saw Minho stirring, then he woke up. She looks over to him, embarrassed for waking him.

He didssn't look pleased, angry almost. Not the jokey kind of anger, the genuine I hate you anger. Aurora gulped before speaking. "Im sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." She sighed, not knowing what else to say.

"Well, sorry won't get me back to sleep now will it." He whisper shouts, cautiously not looking to wake up the other two.

"You are so insufferable!" Aurora groaned.

"Please? And you're not! God! I hate you with all my heart!" He seethed.

"The feeling is shucking well mutual!" She hissed.

Aurora understood that her waking him up was inconvenient, but she didn't think it was this big of a fuss.

"By the time you've spent yelling at me, you could've gotten to sleep again." She rolls her eyes, not in the mood to bicker. She wanted to think about her dream more, and if Minho wasn't going to shut up she would need to find a different place to sleep.

"That's exactly my point though, I shouldn't have to go to sleep again. You shouldn't be here. We don't want you here." He emphasises the last part.

Though it probably didn't mean much to Minho, that last phrase struck Aurora right in the chest. She shouldn't be here. Not knowing if she was over reacting or not. Actually, it was more like she didnt care if she was overreacting so she snapped back.

"Fine, Minho. I'll go sleep where I'm not an inconvenience to you. Sweet dreams, or whatever." She mutters before grabbing her pillow and thin blanket before rushing out the door. Then slamming it.

The loud sound woke both Kenneth and Newt up. But both of them just ended going back to sleep, making Minho rethink if Aurora was actually the reason he is still awake as she didn't wake up the others, and Newt is a very light sleeper.

Aurora decided she didn't really fancy sleeping outside, so she decided to go to Alby's hut.

He wouldn't mind, but its not like he had a choice. She slowly opened the door and dropped her pillow to the floor. The pillow made some dust fly up in the air and that made Aurora scrunch her nose out of disgust.

She laid out her blanket on the floor and settled for sleeping on top of it to avoid sleeping on the dirty floor.

The next day rolled around and Aurora awoke once she heard a groan. Alby jumped a little when he saw a figure lying on his floor but relaxed when he saw it was Aurora.