Gladergirl || Newt x Reader

Chapter 47 - the Train Charade

[y/n's pov.]
————————6 months later———————
I get pushed into the train. Again. They don't really care about our well being. Well, me and Minho do have better treatment than other kids here. Aris and Sonya weren't so lucky tho. Teresa didn't know them enough, according to Janson. She did try to get at least the two of them not so harsh treatment too. I'm forcefully sat on a seat, handcuffs on my hands put around a metal bar, to keep me seated. I look at the guard and feel immediately disgusted. I don't know where Minho is. I know he is somewhere in this train, but don't know where. As the train is being loaded, I look around the space. Aris and Sonya are here with me. I stop looking as I start feeling exhausted again, all the tests and their stupid ideas of pressuring us into helping. It really is physical and psychological torture in some kind of way. And yet, I still have better treatment. I hear sone guards speaking through walkie talkie to another one, and all the guards leave the cart. We are ready to move again. As the train starts moving, my exhaustion overtakes my body and I fall asleep.
"Dad." I say urgently. I feel blood on my arm. I look down, my hands and arms are so small, and the bite mark is so big and fresh.
"Not now y/n" says a man. His voice is more than familiar. I mean, it's my father after all.
"But it hurts dad." I say again. He finally looks at me. At my arm, and the shock, disgust and anger on his face hurt me, a 5 year old little kid, more than I could've ever thought. I hate this memory so much. I try to ready myself for what my father is about to say.
"Get out of my house you monster!"
"But dad!" My cheeks are wet, I'm crying. And I don't know if it's only little me crying, or me now crying too.
"You're not my daughter." he says very coldly, I open and close my mouth few times. My father takes a broom, and starts pushing me out of our living room, onto the hall, to the front door.
"Dad!" I plead, trying to understand how does one bite entirely delete the love he as a father should have for me. My little legs give out, as I fall on my knees. Crying, hardly breathing, as I am very much panicking. "Dad please!" I plead again. And there I see him.
Thomas, his name Stephen back then, in a doorway, year older than me, watching with tears streaming down his cheeks, as our father is pushing me out the house, because of a single bite.
My eyes shoot back at my dad, and he's crying too.
"You. Are. Not. My. Daughter!" he yells, voice firm, as he opens the front door, and pushes me through, into the city, and shuts them behind me.
I jolt awake.
There is shooting outside the train, people shouting, screaming, guns firing and footsteps running on the roof. This is not normal, but it will probably be a Crank infested place. Then the shooting stops. And the screaming. And nobody is running on the roof anymore. Then I hear banging. Like someone knocking on the metal of the train. But it sounds so much more urgent and fast paced. And there are muffled sounds.
And then I hear it. Newt's voice, as the banging on the side of the train gets louder.
"Y/n!! Minho!!" he keeps repeating and knocking on the walls of the train.
"Newt!!" I yell back, my vocal cords failing me. Couple kids realize that I'm one of the two these people are looking for, and start shouting, rattling their chains or straight up screaming. Then people outside stop yelling and banging on the walls of the train. Then we only hear light noises outside for couple of minutes, before there is much more sound. It sounds somewhat like concentrated fire. They are taking only one cart. Oh no, WICKED separated me and Minho, Minho will still be stuck with WICKED.
I hate not knowing what is happening outside, but once I hear the berg approaching, I know this is no good sign. How are they gonna escape the berg? Not even mentioning the crazy shooting out there. Berg is hovering over the cart. And now, the cart is in the air.
THE CART IS IN THE AIR. These guys stole berg. How did they manage to do that. There is banter amongst the young people all around, I mean, we are being saved after all! I try to find Aris and Sonya, but with no luck. And so we are being taken away, to safety, without Minho, who was seated into a different seat, because Janson said so.
And even now, after six months, I am more than positive that the moment Thomas and others realize Minho isn't here, there is no stopping them. And I won't hesitate for a second to join them, and save my best friend.