Not just a Girl || Newt

Chapter 36

"Come quick, quick!" Jorge yelled at us out of nowhere. He opened a window and I looked up to see a line going from this building towards another one. I went to look over the railing only to almost throw up.

I saw Minho taking something from the girls hand, gliding on the line to the other building.

I took a step back and shook my head. Every single member of our group went and I took more steps back.

"Cassie, you have to go now." Thomas yelled at me. I really couldn't.

The girl passed Newt the line and he took one glance at me. He went forward but stopped once he saw the look in my eyes.

"Bloody Killer." He spoke. He let go of the line made out of cotton and walked up towards me. He grabbed my wrist and literally pulled me towards the line. He put the cotton around his body.

I was looking down through the window. Newt placed his hands on my waist from behind and turned me towards him.

"Jump."

"What?" He pushed himself off the ground and picked me up in the process. I threw my arms around his neck and my legs locked around his waist.

I was screaming on the top of my lungs and closed my eyes as tight as I could.

"You can stop screaming now." Newt told me. I slowly opened my eyes to see him standing on ground.

I let my feet down onto the ground and my arms slowly made their way over Newts shoulders, down over his chest.

I took a step backwards from him.

"Thanks." I told him unsure.

"I liked doing it." Newt said with a wink, giving me a whiplash.

"We have to keep moving." Jorge said.

I turned to look at the other building only to see that it was going down in flames.

"Where is Thomas?" I questioned to everyone when we started running.

"He will find us." Teresa responded back, not very convincing.

We started running down the building and finally our way out. We hid in the shadows of the building hoping Janson's little men will not find us.

As the sky turned dark we decided to make camp near some rubbish. It was far away from the building where the cranks were hiding, but enough shelter to make sure WCKD didn't find us.

I saw Teresa and Aris engrossed in a conversation and Minho sometimes butting in. Frypan found his friend in Jorge.

That left me and Newt sitting silently next to each other.

"Hey Killer." He said to me and passed me a bottle of water. I grabbed it and took a big gulp from it. "Can I talk to you?"

I looked at him weird. This guy is really giving me a whiplash. A few hours ago he would push me off a bridge is he had to and now he wants to talk. I looked at Minho in confusion. He only had a grin on his face and nodded at me.

I got up from my spot and started walking towards a far corner with Newt in tow.

"What." I said in a rude tone. "Here to blame me for killing Winston."

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you." That was not the reaction I was looking for.

He walked dangerously towards me.

"What is wrong with me?!" I almost yelled back at him. I pushed a finger into his chest. "Yes I killed your friend, but remember I did you a favour. He was dying and I knew it at the start."

"Your emotionless." He pushed my hand off his chest.

I took a step back, the normal feeling would to be shocked, but I was not.

"Did I cry when I had to shoot him, yes." I took a step forward. "Did I almost stopped when he told me how I was part of his family, yes."

Newt stood his ground and didn't move a muscle as I took a step closer to him. His eyes were burning into mine, filled with rage.

"Would an emotionless person fall a story down to safe a boy, yes if I recalled I did."

"I didn't ask you too."

"Well that is your issue Newton. I do things you lease expect whether you like it our not."

I pushed him away from me and started walking back to the group. Everyone said there silently. I took a seat next to Minho and put my head on his shoulder. He moved his arm around me in comfort.

"You all heard it, didn't you?" I asked him as quiet as I could. My eyes glaring at Newt who took a seat before me with the fire between us.

"Yup."

"Splendid." I told him, now realising the word I said. I turned my head to Minho who opened his mouth to speak.

"Not a word, mister." I pointed my finger at him.

"Where are we going?" I asked Jorge, rudely interrupting their conversation.

"To the city, Brenda will meet us there if she makes it out alive."

I knew Brenda was the girl with the buzzcut. I like her already, she is a strong headed woman like me.

"Where are we going anyway?" I asked Jorge, rudely interrupted their conversation.

"To the city to talk to Marcus." I nodded my head, not knowing who the hell Marcus was.