Not just a Girl || Newt

Chapter 49

The helicopters were closer now and before I could do anything a big explotion came next to us, making us all fly away.

I hit my back against some random car. A rining tone was in my ear and my eyesight was blurry. I shook my head left and right to get the feeling away. My mind going to one thing only,

Newt.

When I made it more into the camp, I only saw choas and even that was an understatement. Bombs flew through the air and guns were shooting from left and right. My eyes moved over everyone, hoping to see the momp of blond hair.

I got pulled to the side by no other then Thomas. He pulled me behind a car where Brenda and Jorge were sitting.

"Brenda, you are still alive?" I was confused as I haven't seen her since the first day.

"Because of Thomas." Her eyes moved to the boy next to me who was looking over the hood of the car.

"Where are they?" He asked Brenda and Jorge.

Jorge pointed at a car with a machine gun on it. I saw Newt shooting a rifle beside it.

My body had a mind of its own as I made it towards them. I saw one of WCKD's men pointing a gun at me, so I stood my ground and hands up in the air.

The guy kept his gun pointed at me, but eventually lowered it down. Big mistake on his part. I grabbed one of my throwing knives and threw it right at his face. His lifeless body made impact with the ground.

I turned back to run at Newt only to them all getting electrocuted at the same time.

"No!" I yelled out and sprinted my way towards them.

I dropped down on my knees near Newt's body. I pulled him onto his back, he was shaking because of the shock.

"K-Kill-er." Newt stuttered.

I moved his hair away from his eyes.

"Please run." He told me, but I didn't move. I couldn't because a gun was placed against my head, making me freeze.

"Get up, lady." The person said. I pulled my hands up and went to stand up. Three other people were pointing their gun at me.

I could take the guy out who was pointing the gun, but that would leave me defenceless against the others.

With the gun pointed on my back we slowly made it towards the ship. I got pushed down onto my knees.

I lifted my head up to see no other than Ava and Janson standing at a gigantic ship. Disgust made its way on my face.

The WCKD workers started to scan everyones neck. I knew they were scanning to see who is which subject exactly.

Janson made his way towards me. He squatted down before me.

"Where is Thomas?" I didn't reply as someone else did that for me.

"I am right here Ratface."

I let out a chuckle at the nickname.

"I came up with that name." Minho said next to me.

"Ofcourse you did."

Even in a situation like this, Minho is the one to cheer me up.

Thomas was held at gunpoint and before I could do anything I was grabbed by my arm and getting pulled up from my spot.

"Let go of me." I told the guy in the mask slowly, but dangerously.

"You are defenseless, little girl."

"Am I now?"

I knew it was a dumb move. But as I didn't have any rope that would tie me up I grabbed his wrist. I twisted my body towards him and flung him over my shoulder.

A lot of things happened at the same time that I barely missed.

That Bitch Ava let Janson shoot someone on the camp making me turn back around to the scene. Janson moved his gun towards me, keeping me still.

Thomas stood up, holding up a granate.

"Step back." He told everyone.

My eyes weren't on him, but on my excuse of a father.

"Going to shoot me, Janson?"

"Wouldn't be a first." He said indicating to the time where I was around 10 years old where he shot me right in the stomach. I did wear a bulletproof vest at the time. He did it to teach me to get the feeling of getting shot while wearing one.

I saw Minho, Frypan and Newt move next to Thomas. My eyes moved towards Newt while his found mine. Sadness was seen, even in the dark night.

I plead with my eyes for him to not do it. To not kill himself, as I cannot live without him. I saw Teresa move next to my father and Ava. Rage filled me and I saw that Janson had lowered his gun and pointed it downwards. His eyes now also on Thomas.

I heard a car at the end of the camp and I saw Brenda and Jorge sitting in it. Jorge screaming on the top of his lungs.