Newt's Little Sister (The Scorch Trials)

Chapter Sixteen

AUDREY'S P.O.V
"Maybe I can reach the rope," Thomas said trying touch the rope suspending him over the three story hole.
"It's impossible!" Chuck said gasping from the effort.
"Enjoying the view?" Rang a voice from the door. I turned my head to see Jorge standing there.
"What do you want?" Thomas asked him.
"That is the question!" He said happily, "My men want to sell you back to WICKED. Life has taught them to think small"
We couldn't go back. Never again. We would find a way to escape.
"Not an option, but you can try," I commented.
Jorge looked and chuckled at me, "Lucky for you I do not think like that. Something tells me you don't either."
"Is the blood rushing through my head, or is this shank not making any sense?" Minho asked. I could tell being upside down for so long was getting to him. I felt my feet going numb myself.
"Tell me what you know about the Right Arm." Jorge demanded pointing his cane at Thomas, completely ignoring Minho.
"I thought you said they were ghosts?" Chuck called out.
"I happen to believe in ghosts," Jorge responded, "especially when I hear them chattering amongst the air waves." He tapped his cane on Thomas's chest them walked to a lever that controlled the ropes holding us up. "You tell me what you know and Maybe, we can make a deal."
"Look, we-we don't know much," Thomas told him.
Suddenly we dropped. Teresa and I let out screams and the guys yelled telling him to stop. After dropping a few feet the ropes tightened again. Chuck was gasping.
"Okay! Alright!" Thomas yelled, "they're hiding! In the mountains! Okay? They attacked Wicked-got out a bunch of kids. That's all we know."
Jorge took steps towards us. He began to say something but was interrupted.
"Jorge," a man said walking into the room. He glanced at us then looked back at Jorge, "what's going on?"
"Me and my new friends were just getting aquainted," the older man said, "We're done now."
"Hey wait," Thomas called, "you're not gonna help us?"
"Don't worry, Hermano, we'll get you back to where you belong. Hang tight!"
With that both men walked away leaving us hanging.
"We need to get out of here," Fryoan said "something tells me the people here aren't gonna be very helpful"
"If I could just swing over there I could probably reach the lever," Teresa said. "Do you think someone could give me a push?"
"The only one who could get the right angle is Minho," I commented.
"Let's try it, give me your hand and I'll get you to Minho," Thomas said to Teresa. They grabbed hands and Thomas swung her to Minho.
"Okay here Minho," Thomas pushed Teresa's waist and Minho grabbed her arm.
"Ready? One, two, three!" Minho said and pushed Teresa towards the control lever. Her arms reached out but she wasn't able to grab a hold if the bar.
"We need to hurry!" I recommended "What if they come back?"
"She's right. Come on Minho push her harder!" Newt tried to encourage.
Thomas swung Teresa back to my boyfriend one more time.
"Ready?" He asked and she nodded. He pushed her as hard as he could and her body swung towards it's destination. She reached out and grabbed onto the metal bar.
Teresa pulled the lever enough so she could sit on the ground, but that also meant dropping the rest of us another 2 feet down.
"Okay Teresa hurry up!" Thomas yelled up to her as she untied her feet. She grabbed a long broom from against a wall and held it out to me. I grabbed in and she pulled me to the edge where she helped me onto solid ground. I stood shaking after being upside down for so long and Teresa grabbed my arm. Once both of us could walk we set to work.
I knelt on the edge of the ground and reached out my hand.
"Come on Newt!" I said reaching for my brother. He grabbed it and I pulled him up. Teresa helped Thomas and Chuck while Newt went to help Frypan and Aris.
Minho hung over the middle of the pit and I couldn't reach him.
"Find something fast! I'm gonna pass out," he told me.
"Calm down, pretty boy" I joked trying to find anything long enough. I glanced around and soon found a long pipe. "Try to grab this,"
I held it over the hole and he grasped for it but just missed. I took a small step forward and became a little too close to the edge for my comfort.
"Got it!" Minho exclaimed and I pulled him to me. Once he was sitting on the ground I knelt to help him untie his ankles.
"Look at that," I said smirking at him, "I got you into solid ground With out you going unconscious."
He smiled at me and then stood holding his hand out for me. We looked to the others. Thomas had just finished helping Chuck untie himself.
Suddenly a voice rang out. It came from outside I could tell that. It was familiar. Cold and authoritative.
"Janson," I said looking to Minho. He frowned and looked back to the others.
"We have your compound completely surrounded!" Janson's voice rang out, "You find yourselves, through no fault of your own, in posesion of WICKED property. Return it to us unharmed and we will consider this a simple misunderstanding."
"C'mon guys we have to go," Thomas said running towards the door.
"The hope for a cure to the flare virus rests in your hands! The choice is yours!" Janson pleaded.
"Alright let's go!" Thomas said.
Minho and I were closest to the door. I started towards it but I stopped as a figure walked in, cocking a gun aimed at us. It was the man who had talked to Jorge earlier. Immediately Minho grabbed my arm pulling me back, but I was still in front. I felt the others stop behind me.
"Okay, we're not trying to cause any trouble," Thomas tried, but the man laughed cruelly, "We just have to get outta here."
"Is that so?" The stranger asked then lifted a walkie talkie and spoke into it. "Janson, I got 'em for ya. I'm bringing them down. Don't shoot us. " he looked at us, "Come on. Let's go."
None of us moved. He walked closer to us and I could feel Minho tense. He was getting too close for his comfort.
"I said let's go!" The man demanded grabbing my arm roughly and dragged me towards the door. The guys rushed forward and Thomas reached for the gun and aimed it towards the wall. I yelled as a bullet made contact with the floor next to my foot. The man pushed Thomas away and pulled me so my back was to him with his arm across my shoulders.
Everyone froze and I felt the barrel of the gun lifted to my temple.
I looked to Minho and Newt completely terrified.  Both of them stood shoulder to shoulder ready to fight but knew they couldn't. Their faces were helpless.
"Please don't!" I begged but the man didn't listen. He looked to Thomas and yelled.
"You little bastard!" I heard him ready the gun. Minho's eyes went wide as he began to rush forward.
"Plea-" I began but the shot rang out. I screamed expecting pain, but nothing happened. The arm across my body loosened and the weight of the man suddenly began to fall on me I stumbled forward running my hands through my hair expecting blood or an injury but nothing was there.
As I stumbled Minho rushed forward and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me into his chest briefly then held my shoulders. "It's okay. You're okay." He told me quickly as I shook. He ran his hands quickly through my hair like he needed to make sure for himself. He held my face and looked into my eyes. I shook my head trying to process everything but I couldnt seem to gather my senses.
"I know, I know, but we have to go," he said pressing his lips to my forehead and grabbing my hand, guiding me towards the door where Brenda stood holding a gun. I glanced down to see the man lying on his stomach, A bullet wound in his back.