Third Person Point Of View
Jorge had better be right about this, Y/N thought to herself as she walked onto the stage. People swayed around like drunkards and it made her uncomfortable. But it was all worth it. Soon she would see Newt again. The music started playing and she rolled her eyes, before starting to sing:
"Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah
Floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now, don't stop me
'Cos I'm having a good time
Having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger, defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by, like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go, go, go, there's no stopping me
I'm burning through the sky, yeah
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit
I'm traveling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you
Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
Don't stop me now
Don't stop me now, I'm having a good time
I don't wanna stop at all
I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I'm a satellite, I'm out of control
I'm a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb, I'm about to
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh explode
I'm burning through the sky, yeah
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit
I'm traveling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman of you
Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
Don't stop me now
Don't stop me now, I'm having a good time
I don't wanna stop at all"
She wandered off stage, just as the Gladers walked into the room. Jorge looked around and spotted her talking to the guy he was looking for. She met his eye across the room, looking confused but shook it off and nodded. She then pointed in their general direction and started giving the guy directions. When the guy came near him, Jorge attacked him and the others helped. Y/N hurried off, not noticing the Gladers in the crowd and the Gladers not noticing her. Jorge led the Gladers after her, not telling them where they were going. As they entered a room, they shoved the guy onto a chair and tied him up.
"I'd watch out, hermanos" Jorge warned, "This could get ugly"
Newt sat down in a chair of his own and crossed his arms.
"Where's Y/N" he demanded.
"All in good time, my friend" said Jorge.
"No!" Newt snapped back, "I want to see her now!"
A door on the other side of the room opened. Y/N emerged, wearing a blindfold over half of her face. She held her bare arms out in front of her, trying to feel her way around the room. She was wearing a light blue tank top stained with blood and blue denim shorts. She looked like she was in the Glade, Minho thought.
"You know Jorge" she said, "I thought you meant that the guys would be with you? That's what you promised. Where are they?"
"Take the blindfold off, my dear" Jorge said.
All the Gladers stood silently, just watching her in awe.
"This is silly" she commented as she began taking off the blindfold, "I mean what do you want with this guy anyway? Ow..."
"He can lead us to The Right Arm" Jorge replied.
"Is that where I'll see Newt and the others?" she brightened, grinning.
"No, Y/N--" he replied.
"I can't get this stupid thing off, why is it so difficult?" she complained, interrupting him unintentionally, "That guy must have tied it too tight, I knew I couldn't trust them. Bloody beat up my face as well! At least it was after my performance."
"Who did?" Newt snapped suddenly.
Y/N froze on the spot, "Newtie?"
"Yeah it's me" he answered, "Who beat you up?"
"Some guys..." she mumbled, "I asked them for help, Jorge asked me to test out this blindfold but I couldn't tie it myself."
Newt rushed over to her and untied the knot within seconds, removing the blindfold from her face. Her left eye was bruised and her lip was split open. She had an open cut on the left side of her forehead. Newt ran his fingers over her wounds, Y/N was still unable to open her eyes from the light.
"Open your eyes, baby" Newt whispered, "It's okay"
"My eyes need to adjust to the light..." she mumbled back, "Also my left eye is really sore and I don't want to just open one eye."
He continued stroking her face, while all the other gladers watched, warm smiles on their faces. Y/N breathed in deeply and opened her eyes. The left one opened slightly slower than the right one but at least it still opened. She sighed relieved when her eyes met Newt's and tears of joy ran down her face.
"Baby" he mumbled, "What did they do to you?"
She sighed again, sadly this time, and shook her head, running her fingers through his hair.
"It's okay..." she sobbed, "I'm okay. God, I missed you so much, I thought I'd never see you again."
"Shh" Newt comforted her, "I'm right here... I'm here"
He slowly moved his face closer to hers stopping when their lips were a centimetre apart.Y/N rolled her eyes and pulled his lips onto hers. Tears rolled down Newt's face as he deepened the kiss, pulling her as close to him as possible.
Minho stood patiently, but after a while he couldn't take any more of this lovey-dovey klunk, "Ya know, girly... We're here too"
Y/N hesitantly pulled out of the kiss and rested her forehead on Newt's, wincing slightly at her cut. She pulled away then and ran into Minho's open arms. He hugged her as tight as possible without hurting her and cried.
"I missed ya girly" he laughed.
"I missed you too, Min" she smiled back.
She then proceeded to hug Frypan, who hugged her back gently, and then Teresa. Both the girls chuckled and giggled as they hugged, grateful to be with each other again. Y/N let go of Teresa, a look of realisation on her face.
"Tommy and Winston" she spoke gently, but looked slightly annoyed, "Where are they?"
Y/N sat sideways on Newt's lap, cuddling into him and sobbing. She had been sobbing for ages now, concerned for her brother and sadness for the loss of her friend.
"How many more people are we going to lose, baby?" she cried into his shoulder.
Newt rubbed circles on her back, comfortingly. Jorge was pacing around the chair that the guy was sitting in.
"Tell us where the Right Arm is!!!" he demanded.
The guy smirked and shook his head, causing Jorge to grin devilishly.
"Come on, Marcus" he chuckled, slightly, "Just cooperate and we'll let you go"
The guy, Marcus, just laughed again. Y/N flinched as Jorge's first collided with his face.
"I won't ask you again, hermano!" Jorge threatened.
"Hey, where'd Teresa go?" Aris asked, quietly.
Newt looked around and shrugged, "I don't know"
He tightened his grip on his girlfriend, afraid that he'd lose her forever if he ever let go again.
Thomas woke up, panting.
"Hey, it's okay!" Teresa comforted him, "We have to stop meeting like this"
He chuckled and Minho came into view.
"Welcome back, ya ugly shank" he joked, grinning.
Thomas sat up and heard Jorge's voice. Brenda was staring over at him, smiling slightly.
"... So I suggest that you talk!" he heard Jorge say.
"Oh, yeah and Tom" Teresa said.
"Yeah?" he answered.
"There's someone you might wanna see" she smiled.
"Who?" he asked cluelessly, "Is it Y/N?"
Teresa nodded, while Minho rolled his eyes.
"Go" Minho said, gesturing with his head.
Thomas stood up and hurried towards Jorge's voice.
"Y/N?" he said.
Y/N looked up from Newt's lap and her eyes widened.
"Tommy!" she breathed.
She looked at Newt, who smiled lovingly back at her before letting her go. She ran towards him and he walked to her, covering his mouth with his hand to stop the cries from being heard. When they reached each other, Thomas picked her up and spun her around. She giggled and hugged him back, tightly.
"What happened?" he asked, studying her face, "Your eye and your lip and--"
"I'm fine" she interrupted.
They walked back over to Newt, Y/N sitting back on his lap.
"Looks like you've been having fun" Newt said to Thomas.
"Where is the Right Arm, Marcus?!" Jorge asked for the second time.
"Wait, this is Marcus?" Thomas questioned.
"Well he catches on fast, doesn't he?" Marcus chuckled, "Are you the brains of the operation?"
"I know you know where they're hiding" Jorge snapped, "So you tell me, and we can make a deal"
"This is the guy you had to keep an eye on?" Newt whispered in Y/N's ear.
She shrugged, "I guess now I know why those men were dodgy. The house owner's a dodgy shank too."
"... I made my own deal" Marcus said, "You're the one who taught me... to never miss an opportunity."
"What's he talking about?" Newt asked.
"I'm talking about supply and demand" Marcus answered, smirking, "WICKED wants as many immunes as they can get. So that's what I give them. I lure the kids in, they get drunk, have a good time. And then later, WICKED comes in..."
"I'm not listening to this" Y/N says quietly, talking over him, "Teresa, Brenda, do either of you have a change of clothes I can have?"
"Yep" Brenda nodded, throwing her a black off the shoulder top and white jeans.
"Thanks..." she replied, before hurrying around the corner to get changed.
She continued listening in to the conversation though.
"I changed my mind hermano" she heard Jorge say, "I do enjoy harming you!"
Jorge kicked the chair over and sat down on Marcus' chest, aiming a gun at his neck.
"Talk" he spat, "Talk, talk!"
"Okay, okay!" Marcus shouted at him, "But I'm not making any promises... These guys like to move around."
"Y/N, you might want to listen to this" Minho called.
"Mkay" she said back, before walking to Newt's side and intertwining their fingers.
"They have an outpost in the mountains" Marcus said, "But it's a long way away. You've got half of WICKED on your tail. You're never going to make it."
"Not on foot" Jorge grinned, placing his hands on Marcus' shoulders, "Where's Bertha?"
