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"Jennifer!"

My body spins around quickly at the mention of my name. The boy with the bright blues eyes also turned to look at me. 

"When Thomas and I snucked out at night we heard Johnson and that woman talk about you, like there's something you know." He turns to look at the boy named Thomas. 

"What did they say?", I ask him curiously. 

"They said that they're coming for you", Thomas speaks up. "Look, none of us here know who you are, but WCKD is scared of you."

"Don't tell stories hermano, we don't need to hear what WCKD wants". As Jorge speaks I look for help at Brenda, hoping that she's got an explanation to all this. "Bring them away"

This time I don't stop them. I stood there thinking about what they were saying. 

WCKD for some reason is scared of me, but they've got no reason to. They could have easily killed me while I was still there and back then I wasn't a threat to them. 

I briefly wait before they were taken away before I turn to look at Jorge. "What are you not telling me? Why would WCKD want me?"

"They want all of us Jennifer, don't think you're any better than any of us"

"But Thomas said they were scared of me, why? They've no reason to."

"I don't know", he says like he's completely innocent, but I know he's not telling me something. "Maybe you know something." He's crossing his arms in front of his chest, building up in front of me. 

"What? Like I'm the one who's got secrets here, Jorge?", I chuckle at his statement. "I can't remember half my time at WCKD, they could've told me anything and I can't even remember". 

"Just because you say so doesn't mean you don't lie. You always say that you don't remember anything, but can you prove that?", he challenges me.

"Are you assuming that I'm a spy or something like that?" He doesn't answer my question, but keeps staring at me. "Don't tell me that I'm lying, you're probably the one who knows everything but won't tell me, right?"

"I've not time for that", he ignores me and walks past me. 

"Don't expect from me that I'll stay in this hole forever! If WCKD wants me, then I want to find out why!", I shout after him, but he kept walking and disapears in the distance.

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I sat there waiting for Jorge to return. I'm sure he's talking to them and scaring the hell out of them. 

For the time Jorge's been away, I sat on the couch and thought about what they said. It doesn't matter how hard I'd try, I don't remember much. 

I remember that they took kids from somewhere, running tests on them and then sending them away to some place, but that's pretty much everything. They ran several tests on me, telling me that I need them for my health and at first I believed them. 

But after some time everything seemed so strange to me. I couldn't remember my life from before and I was trusting people I didn't know. 

I never knew why Johnson didn't allow me to talk to the other kids there, but for some reason he didn't wanted me to get close with anybody. He visited me nearly every day, asking me what I've been up to and how I'm doing. He treated me like he cared more for me than for those hundret of other teenagers. 

He somehow trusted me, but not enough to let me keep my memory. 

Maybe I was more important in my past life ore maybe we even knew each other. Maybe I knew something that he needed and that's why he wouldn't  let anybody harm me. 

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