7- im your dumbass

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For the past year, we've been busting our asses trying to figure out a plan to save Minho. It hasn't been easy, that's for sure. We've tracked down a W.C.K.D train that the subjects are being transported in and created a plan to take one little section of the train.

I'm crouched down behind a rock with Newt, waiting for the others to do their part of the plan. In the distance we hear the train. I load my handgun, making sure everything is ready for me to do what I need to do here.

After a few bangs and gunshots are heard, we hear Thomas whistle, calling out to us. I stand up along with Newt, making sure Thomas and Vince are ready for us. "Newt! Jade!" Vince calls out, waving us over.

Newt turns to the rock behind us where the others are, "alright, come on, let's go. Come on!" he says. We all grab our stuff and run over to the train where Thomas and Vince are trying to locate Minho. Yelling and chains rattling echoes from inside the train as everyone hears Thomas.

Newt and the other two boys begin working on separating the crate from the rest of the train while I run around to the front of the train.

I grab my handgun from my bag, standing in front of the train to keep watch of the W.C.K.D guards heading towards us. I climb up onto the back of the train, holding onto the ladder with one hand. I shoot at a few of the guards as they begin shooting at us.

I feel a bullet narrowly miss me, hitting the metal of the train behind me. I glance behind myself for a second before snapping out of my initial little heart attack and getting back to shooting at the W.C.K.D guards.

I keep my eyes trained on the WCKD guards, watching the direction their guns are pointed and everything.

"Guys, get up here!" Thomas yells from on top of the train. Vince climbs down to where I am, also shooting at the guards. "Newt, go!" Vince yells, backing up towards the train. I glance at him, making sure it's time for me to drop the bomb, literally.

He nods and begins climbing up on top of the train. I grab the bomb from my bag and get it ready to go off. The others climb on top of the train too, Thomas and Vince still shooting at the guards.

I glance up to see if the others are coming with the berg yet and see them hovering right over us. I bote my lip nervously and throw the bomb out as far as I can towards the guards, instantly beginning to climb up on top of the train.

In my head, I count down the 20 seconds until the bomb goes off. "Brace yourselves!" I tell the others. We brace ourselves just in time for the bomb to go off, stopping the guards from getting us.

Luckily, I threw it just far enough that we were okay. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't freaking out about that.

As I climb up, I see Newt and Thomas attaching the hook to the train. I glance back at where the guards were and feel a huge wave of relief wash over me when I see that not a single guard was left. I am honestly pretty proud of that.

We crouch down, holding on as Jorge begins to lift the berg with the train compartment in tow. "Yeah!" Thomas cheers, pumping his fist up towards the berg with a huge smile on his face. We all celebrate a little, cheering and hugging each other with the goofiest grins on our faces.

"We did it!" I say to Thomas, smiling widely. He pulls me into a side hug and nods, "hell yeah we did," he says. I laugh and take a hold of his hand, feeling like I need something to ground me in this moment.

"Your plan really worked, I guess you're not just a pretty face," I tease. Looking up at Thomas with admiration. He rolls his eyes playfully in response, "oh? That was all you saw me as beforehand? I'm offended."

He places a hand over his heart, dramatically acting as though my words deeply hurt him. "You're such a dumbass" I chuckle, leaning my head against his shoulder.

"Yeah, well I'm your dumbass, so get used to it," he says, grinning down at me. I feel a goofy -almost cringy- smile appear on my lips at his words.

Moments like these are my favourites. The ones where the smile on my face is real, the ones where I feel proud of myself, the ones where I'm with Thomas...

A/N: another short chapter, im struggling with expanding the plot at the moment due to some stuff happening in my real life currently. My grandmas cat has passed away and I'm dealing with the grief of that so forgive me if the chapters are a little terrible at the moment 🤍

RIP Apollo 🕊️

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