I ONLY EVER CARED FOR... [THOMESA]

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Thomas watched as Teresa's body was being taken away.

He wanted to run to her and he almost did, when Brenda caught his arm. "Please, Thomas, don't go." She looked really scared. Thomas blocked. He wanted to stay with Brenda more than anything else.

He watched over at Minho who was looking at Brenda weirdly. "What's up Minho? What is wrong with you?" He looked back at Brenda's nose. "Why did you hurt her?"

"She is the one hurting us, stupid shank!" Minho knew that Thomas wouldn't understand him, he had to speak to Newt.

Minho turned at where Newt was standing just behind him. "Newt, there is something I need to discuss with you, let's..."

Minho was fully turned towards Newt, and he caught his breath when he saw the scene in front of his eyes.

Newt struggling as three soldiers were taking him out forcefully, in the confusion of the room. He saw as one of the soldiers paralysed Newt.

Newt fell to his knees so they dragged him up and out. Newt didn't scream. Nothing came from his mouth.

Minho realized what was happening too late. His brain had frozen.

He started after Newt but fell to his knees as well. He couldn't talk or scream.

Two soldiers came towards him. They started dragging him away as well.

He saw horrified, not able to do anything, as his every friend and all the girls fell to the ground and were taken out of the room. One to one.

They were separating them again. That was for sure.

It was no good struggling. His muscles didn't respond to him.

He had to find a way out.