A SPECIAL GIRL

The rescue

I had just returned from another extract of my blood. They took a lot this time, so they had to carry me back. Beside, I couldn't really walk on a broken leg. I broke my leg one of the many times I have tried to escape from WCKD. It never succeeded. So now they have put me in an isolated room, so I won't make escape plans with the other kids who were held prisoner by WCKD. I laid in my bed. Exhausted. I was so tired. But then I could hear noise and yelling from the hall outside my room. I didn't really pay any attention to it, cause I thought it just was another kid who were being dragged away, to be experimented with.
Then I could hear the locks open into my room. It couldn't be my turn already, they had just taken so much blood. I saw the door get up, but I was too weak to get up. I saw the usual WCKD-guard-suit, but then the one who was wearing it, pulled of the mask. A guy with blonde hair and brown eyes appeared. He didn't look like he was from WCKD. He looked about the same age as me. He stepped into my room and walked towards me. I tried to move longer away from him. He was now beside me and said "it's alright. I don't want to hurt you, I'm here to rescue you" he smiled to me. He had a pretty smile. "My name is Newt. Can you tell me yours?" He asked still smiling at me. "Y/n" I tried to say, but it was so quiet and all my energy was out. He looked at my leg and then said "you're a fighter aren't you". I didn't reply, but just starred into his brown eyes. They were quite beautiful. "Can you walk". I shaked my head, and then said "please, don't leave me in here" afraid that he might leave me, because I couldn't walk. "Don't worry, I'm not planning to" he said and smiled. Then he took his arms around me, and lifted me up from the bed in bridal style. I laid my arms around his neck. "I got you" He then said.
Another boy came into the room. He had brown hair. "Is everything okay in here Newt?" The boy asked. Newt looked at me and then at the brown-haired boy. "Everything is just fine Thomas. We are coming now" Newt replied to the boy called Thomas. Newt carried me out of my isolated room. He walked and walked, till we finally came to some kind of plane. On board was a lot of all the other kids who were held prisoners by WCKD.
Newt put me down on a chair, and was about to leave when I grabbed his wrist. He turned around and looked at me. "Don't go" I said with my extremely weak and low voice. But he heard me, because he sat down in a seat next to mine. He grabbed my hand, and I laid my head on his shoulder. I felt more and more dizzy. "Thank you" I mumbled before I passed out.