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"𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗡, 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗦. 'Just hear what the man has to say'. Really working out for us," the Asian lad scoffed.
"Oh shut up, Minho. Maybe I can... reach the rope," Tommy grunted while trying to reach the rope bounding his feet.
After those douchebags separated us from (Y/n), they tied our feet and hung us upside down to this bloody hellhole with the Cranks waiting with their mouths open dozens of feet below. I know that my blood's rushing in my head but it ding stop me from wondering where and what happened to (Y/n).
Before I could ask the others, footsteps echoed loudly inside the room. "Enjoying the view?" the bloke earlier, Jorge asked.
"What the hell do you want?" Minho scoffed.
"That's is the question." Jorge said while walking near to us. "My men want to sell you back to WICKED. Life taught them to think small, I've never liked that. Something tells me you're not either."
"Is it blood rushing through my head or is the shank not making any sense?" Minho asked and Jorge glared at him. He walked in front of Thomas and pointed his staff, "Tell me what you know about the Right Arm."
"I thought you said they were ghosts?" I asked.
"I happen to believe in ghosts. Especially when I hear them chattering in the air waves."
He walked in the lever and positioned his hand on the handle, "You tell me what you know and maybe we can make a deal."
"Look we... we don't know much," Tommy answered.
Jorge glared at us for a second then he moved the lever which made us fell a few metres. A couple of screams escaped from our mouths and a dozen of curses escaped from Minho's, and it really making me pissed.
"Okay! Okay!" Tommy shouted. "They're hiding in the mountains and they attack WICKED and they got a bunch of kids. That's it. That's all we know," he explained.
"Just what like the girl said. You know—" Jorge said but cut off by his man calling him. "What's going on?" The bald man who scared (Y/n) earlier asked.
"Me and my new friends, we are just getting acquainted. We're done now," Jorge replied and stared at Tommy.
"Hey, wait. You're not gonna help us?" Tommy asked and the bald man looked confusedly at Jorge.
"Don't worry, hermano. We will get you back to where you belong." Jorge smirked to us and started to walk to the door. "Hang tight!" he yelled and then he's gone. The bald glared at us suspiciously and followed Jorge out of the room.
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𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜 𝗔𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 packed the things we need when Jorge came back. "Get all what we need. We are going now."
"Where are we exactly going?" Brenda asked.
"It's real Brenda. The girl's not lying, these kids are our tickets," Jorge answered with a smile.
Brenda raised her eyebrows as if she didn't agree with him, "So what? You're just going to give it up all? Everything you built?"
Jorge stopped from packing his important things and faced her, "There's no future here," he spread his arms open, "What happens when another gang find this place? And I lose control, I can't protect you."
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𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗬𝗢𝗨 | newt x reader (ON HOLD)
Fanfic(Y/n) was a scientist in WICKED. She was working there with her father, Janson. But her life changed when the Maze trials ended. She finally met her friends again, Thomas and Teresa and the Gladers. She knew that they didn't remember her anymore an...
