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-IzzyYou sat on your small mattress,head in your hands. Waiting to live,waiting to die... You weren't sure yet. When Wicked attacked the safe heaven they took you and your friend Minho with them. You stayed in the cell next to Minho for a few months so the pair of you were very familiar with each other screams of pain. On day 76 Minho was taken somewhere else and he was the only piece of the past you had left.
Day 75-
After being beaten and kicked,your eyes flutter open to see the familiar cell walls around you.
"Minho?' You croak out "Minho are you there?"
It takes him about 30 seconds to answer "I think so."
"I don't think I can do this any longer," you rest your dizzy head against the cold brick wall "Newt..." You sob your boyfriends name "when Wicked came... Did he make it? Did you see?"
"I didn't see anything. He would've made it."
"I have to be sure. I can never be and that kills me... Minho... You have to get me something... A knife... A pill..."
"For Janson?"
"No!" You cry "for me... You can't expect me to live like this. Please Minho..." You sob "please..."
"I... I will consider it." He chokes out "for the record I absolutely do not want you to go. But it sounds to me like you're already gone."
"Thank you..." You whimper. You wanted to give him one last hug to say goodbye. He was the only friend you had left. You were about to tell him to say hello to Newt for you when you hear footsteps from outside the cell.
"Take him to the med wing." Your blood boils at Janson's voice. You're barely able to process what was going on... They were taking Minho!
"Please!" You sob "please... Please just take me!" You slam your hands against the door as Minho cries out for you too. "MINHO COME BACK! COME BACK!" You cry harder as the door slams open as a guard stands above you. You let out a terrified cry as he grabs you by the scruff off your neck and shoves a needle into your neck. You barely even felt it. You just let out one last cry as you dropped unconscious to the ground.
"Am I dying?" You whimper "is that was this is?"
Day 143-
You hadn't seen any trace of Minho for months. He was dead. You knew it deep in your heart. He was dead and you were soon to be too. You couldn't live in pain anymore,you had to die. You had to.
"I'm sorry Newt... If you're out there... I tried." You let out a shaky breath and go to smash your head on the cold brick wall of the cell as the door bangs open. You jump and immidately turn to the door... Gally stood there,looking at you wide eyed.
"Gally?" You choke out. This wasn't real. "Gally? You're real?"
"Pretty much Y/N." He shrugs.
"No..." You shake your head as he helps you up "no this isn't real. We watched you die."
"No you left me to die. Nobody's perfect." He shrugs again like its nothing "we gotta go Y/N."
You shrug him off "I'm not going anywhere with you. Minho... Wicked still has him here."
"I know. Thomas and Newt told me..." He sees your face light up "you didn't know?" He gives you a short smile... Hard to believe that this was the boy who killed Chuck "Newt's alive. He's in the building right now. They've got Minho. Brenda... Aris... We're alive. We're all alive."
"Oh my God..." You cry in happiness and hug Gally tight "let's get going! Tell me... What happened to you later? Because who the shuck survives a Speer to the heart?" You joke and he cracks a small smile in response. You head out of the building and you finally breathe in the fresh air of the night sky. You felt at peace... For the first time you could remember. You were free. Newt was free. Everything was going to be okay.
Minho walks out first from behind a crumbled wall,looking completely beaten down but strong at the same time. His eyes lock with yours and you watch him go numb. Then Thomas with a body lifted into his arms. The body's legs are supported by one of his hands and the back supported by the other. You see the blonde hair,the deep Crimson blood on the pale skin. Then you realise...
"No..." You fall to your knees. You couldn't describe the feeling you felt- you watched the dark sky above you and it felt like it was coming crushing down- squeezing the life straight out of you "No.. No.. No..." You repeat over and over as you feel Gally help you up. He clings to you tight,resting his head close to you as you cry into his shoulder,squeezing him tight. You whisper the words 'no' over and over. Hoping,praying that if you kept saying them,he'd come back. But it was too late.
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