Warnings: intense arguments, violence.
Newt's POV
Y/n plonked herself down in the fold out chair opposite me. Her legs dangled lazily over the edge as she surveyed our group. We all glanced at each other, surprised by her decision to interact with us days after us accidentally sparking a fight between her and Nik.
Most of us, at least. Y/n had been bothering Ember for days.
"Go on," she drawled in our silence. "Do something entertaining."
Ember glared at her, scowling in disgust. "Entertain yourself."
"'Please, Ember! I'm sorry! Don't kill me, I didn't mean it!'" Y/n mocked sharply, her lips tugged into a smile that made my stomach clench.
Something felt off about her.
Colour drained from Ember's face. Her hands clenched in her lap, turning her knuckles white. "Stop."
"'I'm sorry, Ember. Don't let her kill me. I'm scared.'"
"Y/n," I interrupted, glancing at Ember who appeared to be about to explode in her fury. "That's not funny."
"Oh, come on, Newt." Y/n dragged a hand through her hair, ripping her face to the sky. "It is a little. No one here can stand her anyway."
"They can't stand you either!" Ember finally exploded, shooting up from her chair. "I bet most people like Nik secretly wish it were you who died in that shed."
"Stop it, the both of you," I snapped, grabbing Ember's arm to stop her from attempting (and failing) to murder Y/n.
Y/n giggled, shifting in her chair to be more comfortable. "You think I don't wish that too? Try again, honey."
Ember shook her head in disgust. "How do you not feel any guilt over all you've done? All the killing and the lying and just being an awful person?"
Y/n only smirked. "Why would I feel guilt over killing someone like your brother or Marcus or Brandon or any Wicked soldiers or workers? They chose to stand between me and what I want, I don't care who dies."
I studied her face carefully, trying to find the girl from the Maze. The girl who had laid with me on top of the watch tower and weeded gardens with me and laughed at my jokes. "Y/n..."
"Shall I let you in on a secret? I'm not sorry. I've never been sorry no matter how well I hide it."
"You're insane," Ember spat, tearing her arm from my grip.
"Obviously, but isn't everyone who still lives on this forsaken planet?"
"No, I mean..." she trailed off, watching Y/n. "Why are you acting differently?"
Y/n raised an eyebrow, starting to swing her legs over the chair. "In what way?"
"You're not hiding who you are," I said, my throat tight and uncomfortable.
"And who's that?"
I couldn't answer.
"A raging homocidal maniac set on destroying an entire organisation and committing sorocicide no matter how many people die in the process?" Y/n blinked sweetly at me. "Or the three syllable option of a monster? Both work."
"You're..." I trailled off and shook my head. "You make me sick."
Unable to stand being in her presence any longer, I took Ember's hand and led her away.
"Thanks," she said reluctantly after we moved to the very edge of camp away from Y/n.
"Are you alright?"
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