||Welcome to the Glade|| •Minewt•

-Chapter Twenty Four-

-Newt's POV-

A camera set to record that came with an attached microphone. It was hidden in a place where we couldn't see it but it could record our entire room. "Someone was recording us?!" Minho screamed. I stood up and moved away from the camera and then realized that there might be one in Sonya and Harriet's room. I ran out of the room and into their room. "Newt?!" Sonya exclaimed, "What are you doing Newt?" Harriet asked. "I found a camera and microphone in our room. It was recording us and I'm worried you were being recorded as well." I explained. Both of them looked horrified and decided to help me search. Once again, there was a camera and microphone hidden in the room. "We need to report this." Sonya said. "Well obviously!!" Harriet replied. I left the room to go grab my phone and I ran into Minho holding a knife. "Minho?! No! We gave that up!!" I exclaimed. "These people are creeps who record their guests. They deserve this." He replied. "Minho no! You can't kill everyone who isn't a good person!" I retorted. "Yes I can! It would make the world a lot safer!" I realized that no matter what I said, he wouldn't listen. "Fine, but I'm not helping." I responded. I then walked into my room and grabbed my phone. I called 9-1-1 and asked them to send police as the hotel owner was recording his guests. It was only after the call that I realized Minho might get caught. I ran downstairs and saw the lifeless body on the floor and Minho covered in blood. Then I heard the sirens and I panicked. "You called the cops on me?!" He exclaimed, "No! I called them on the guy you just murdered!!" I responded. The cops burst in and saw the scene, "Put the weapon down!!" one of the cops yelled. Minho listened and put down the knife. "I did it in self defense. I tried to talk to the guy about how he was being in the wrong by recording guests. He came at me with the knife and I snatched it from him to defend myself." He explained. He then looked at me to back up the lie, but I knew it was wrong. Even though it was wrong, I couldn't live with myself if I was the reason he got arrested. "It's true. I saw the whole thing." I replied. The cops looked at us with suspicion, but they sighed. "If this situation happens again, don't let them know that you know and we'll handle it." The explained. We nodded and were let go. We went back to the room so Minho could get himself cleaned off. He took a shower than came out to get dressed. While he looked and felt calm, I felt guilty for helping him kill that man. "Minho, promise me that you won't do that ever again. Swear on my life that you won't kill again. We agreed to give it up." I ordered. Minho stopped what he was doing and sighed. "Newt, you know that I can't promise that." He replied, "I don't care, swear on my life that you won't!" I demanded. "I swear on my own life that I won't. If I did it again, I don't want it to be against you." He replied. I thought that it was good enough and I dropped it. Thomas walked into the room a few minutes later as he was talking to the police. "They said that they'll arrest any of the staff members that knew but otherwise there isn't much they can do." He explained. I nodded as a sign on understandment.

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-Minho's POV-

I know that I promised Newt that I wouldn't, but I have the urges sometimes. Mostly whenever something happened to him. I shoved those feelings down but I snapped when I saw the camera. Those were personal moments and it wasn't okay for someone else to have access to those said moments, but for Newt I will try to stop. We all finished packing and got into the car. Thomas was driving, Newt was in the passengers seat in charge of music, I sat with Sonya and Harriet in the seats behind them. I sat behind Thomas, Harriet sat in the middle, and Sonya sat behind Newt. The drive home was quiet, Newt was mad at me for killing the owner, we were all still in shock of the cameras, Sonya was upset that the footage could get out there to the public, and overall we were all stressed. Newt started to play some music to lighten the mood and by the fourth hour we were all calm and jamming along to the music. Then, a song played that I never heard before. "Do any of you know the song?" I asked. They all said no. "I made the song." Newt said, "I worked really hard on it and it'll actually play on the radio soon." he explained. We all congratulated him and started listening to the song.