"I'm impressed!" Jorge says, glancing at us over his shoulder. "You guys almost lasted a whole day," he teases.
"Your ass is in my face way more than I'd like it to be," I say to Thomas as he climbs into the middle with Newt. "You're into it," he jokes, winking at me.
I roll my eyes, flipping him off though stifling a laugh. He turns his attention to Newt as he notices the expression on his face, "you good?" He asks.
Newt glances at him and nods, "yeah," he replies. His tone is far from convincing, at least to me.
Ever since I noticed him rubbing his arm in the tunnel, I've been keeping an eye on him. When my memories came back I didn't just remember stuff about myself...
Newt isn't immune.
That piece of information has stuck with me since the moment I was brought out of my memories back at W.C.K.D.
I don't want to think like that, but it's not like the state we're living in makes me - or anyone else for that matter - feel more optimistic about things.
Brenda turns to face us, shaking her head at Thomas. "I'm sorry. I didn't wanna bring you guys into this," he says, shaking his head.
Brenda bites her lip, glancing at Jorge.
I swear to god, is she flirting with Thomas?
"Hey, I think what he's trying to say is thanks for saving us," Frypan says, leaning forward so they can hear him.
"You're welcome," Brenda remarks, an almost teasing tone in her voice. "Hey, don't get your hopes up!" Jorge calls out.
"That checkpoint back there, that was the city's last defense," he says. "If that was overrun, chances are the city is too."
Newt looks to his left, leaning towards the window slightly. "Yeah, unless they figured out some other way to keep the Cranks out..." he says.
We all look over to where he's looking, noticing the giant circular wall that surrounds the last city. What is W.C.K.D's thing with walls?
Jorge pulls the truck to a halt and we all get out, looking out at the cityscape in front of us. "Funny," Newt remarks. "Spent three years trapped behind walls, trying to break out and now we wanna break back in."
I chuckle and nod, leaning back against the truck. "Yeah, hilarious," Frypan scoffs, a grin on his face. I glance up at him and shake my head. "Ironic is probably a better word," I say.
"Jorge, how do we get in?" I hear Thomas ask, causing my attention to turn to him. "Don't look at me, hermano," Jorge says, taking his gloves off. "Those walls are new. I guess that's W.C.K.D's answer for everything."
I bite my tongue, knowing I have an easy way to get back in but that I'd most likely sacrifice a lot if I told them.
"Well, we ain't gonna figure it out from up here," Brenda points out, wandering back to the passengers side. "Let's go!" She calls out.
My eyes practically strain as i attempt to not roll my eyes, hating the way she takes charge in so many situations. It's hot, that's the issues.
Newt walks over to where Thomas is standing on the edge, looking over at the city. "You really think he's in there?" Newt asks.
Thomas glances at him, taking a second before answering. "I guess we'll find out," he mutters. "You know, she's gonna be there too," Newt points out.
My jaw drops slightly, forgot about Teresa. God, why does my boyfriend have to be THIS hot, I don't like it.
Thomas seems to have only just realised this. That beautiful dumbass never thinks anything through. Sometimes I think that's how I got him in the first place, his lack of thoughts.
I mean, the guy has two other gorgeous girls who obviously want him. I'm not ugly, I know that. But why on earth would he want me more than them, those girls are hot.
As Thomas walks back over to the Jeep, I stop him by placing my hand on his chest. "You look good," I say with a flirty smirk on my face. I place a short but heated kiss on his lips that leaves him standing there with flushed cheeks and an open mouth.
I smile innocently at him before turning back to the Jeep and climbing in, looking at Brenda with a cocky smirk.
Brenda sits there for a moment with a slightly open mouth and a clenched jaw before she turns to face the front.
As much as I love Brenda as a person, she's the competition right now.
I glance over at Thomas and catch sight of Frypan whacking his arm from in the Jeep, laughing at the flustered look on his face.
My attention turns back to Newt who's sitting next to me. I lean closer to him and lower my voice, "we need to talk," I mutter.
He glances at me out of the corner of his eye, nodding in agreement. "Let's meet up when we get there," he mutters back to me.
I nod softly, resting my head on his shoulder. The small gesture of affection brings back a warm feeling that I remember my childhood being sprinkled with here and there.
"Wanna hear my new story?" Young Newt asked me. I nodded excitedly, I had always loved Newts writing.
"There once was a little boy named Nawt..." he begun, only to be cut off by my giggling. "Is Nawt supposed to be you?" I asked through amused giggles.
He grinned and nodded, "but I'm better than Nawt," he pointed out. "Anyways, Nawt had a best friend who he trusted with his life," he continued.
"One day, Nawt wanted to kiss his friend," he said as if recalling a real story. "But, Nawt was a boy and so was his friend. People tell Nawt that it's weird."
"All Nawt wants is to kiss his friend but people say he can't," he said. "That's all I have so far," he added on.
I remember in that moment, I didn't realise what this meant. Now, I'm realising how much of a fucking dumbass I was.
Newt's gay... well, that was fucking obvious.
"Do you still write?" I ask softly, glancing up at Newt as I bring myself back from my thoughts. He looks down at me in confusion.
"What do you mean? I've never written anything," he says. My eyes widen slightly as I realise my mistake, "that... just- I'll explain later," I sigh.
He continues to look puzzled but chooses not to comment on it for now. Thank goodness.
A/N: I wanna write another book but I'm also trying to force myself to finish this one first. I have so many book ideasssss 😭🙏
I also want to branch out to other fandoms!! Some of the fandoms I might write for are Teen wolf, Cobra Kai, and Outerbanks but idk
Love y'all byeee 🤍
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The rivers daughter
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