Twisted: Sequel to Entwined

A/N

Ok ya'll wanted a sequel so I finally did something!!

Numb.

If one word was used to describe Charlotte it would be numb.

Everyone on the helicopter had fallen asleep minus her and Thomas.

Looking her way Thomas frowns as he sees the permanent look of horror and pain on the girl's face.

He hadn't known her long but he would go as far as saying she was a big sister to him.

His eyes drift down as he sees her hand attached to Newt's though he assumed she didn't even realize.

It wasn't that long that Charlotte was the last one awake as Thomas drifted off to sleep.

"Thomas come on!" Charlotte grabbed the boy's arm, shaking him. She wasn't about to leave anyone else.

The boy stumbles out dazed from just waking up as they follow the men screaming at them to run. Pushing faster she slips inside her and Thomas makes it just as the doors slam loudly.

Glancing around Charlotte doesn't get time to look at her surroundings as her arm is grabbed and she is shoved in a dark room. "HEY!" Minho screams hitting the door.

The lights flicker on and the group turns. A big table is lined with food, lots of food. "I call the rice!" Fry screams running forward.

Charlotte watches as they fight for the food with a frown on her face.

Seven.

There should be forty three more boys laughing and fighting for food with them.

Forty three.

Biting her lips she blinks back the tears as she turns, finding a spot to sit and curling herself up. There was no way any food she ate would stay down.

"Sup shuckface" Lazily turning her gaze she sighs.

"What do you want Minho?" Trying to hide the worry for his friend, he smirks.

"Just checking on you, you're missing out on some good chicken" He holds a plate out to her. "Not hungry" She looks down to the dried blood on her hands as they start shaking she clenches them fast hoping he didn't see.

He did.

"I'll be right back" He whispers as he jumps up. Looking at him confused she watches as he grabs a pitcher of water and a napkin.

"What ar-" She asks as he sits next to her dipping the napkin in the water and then grabbing her hand stopping her question. He starts scrubbing the blood off her hands being extremely careful.

Looking up at Minho with tears in her eyes she bites down hard on her lip. "It's ok to fall apart a little bit Char" she lets the tears fall. Minho quickly pulls her to his chest, rubbing her back.

"It's going to be ok, we're going to be ok" sniffling she pulls back rubbing her nose.

"I love you" "Well you finally admitted your feelings, poor Newtie will be so devastated" He shakes his head as she lets out a choked laugh.

If one person in the world could make her feel better in any situation Minho would be there.

Her brother would be there.