The Scorch Girl// Book 2// Newt TMR Fanfic

Chapter 22

@hayitsjoy has entered the The Scorch
Yay updates, I'm so behind on school work but hey at least I'm getting through writing this shuck story with no sign of writers block yet!

Also thinking of doing a bonus chapter at the end with all the people who got tuned into little characters :) anyway,

Enjoy lovelies! ❤️
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Nightfall had barely even fallen when I was awaken from my sleep with a hand clamped over my mouth.

I jump in surprise and see a girl, her tar black hair falls over her shoulder as she places an index finger to her lips. Telling me to remain silent as a knife gleams in front of me.

Two more girls join her, hoisting me to my feet and dragging me unwillingly away as I try to kick my way out and failing miserably.

When the three girls reach a far enough distance away the girl with tar black hair releases her hand from my mouth.

There was a girl on my right who kept a tight grip around my elbow as they push me along,

"Put on the bag" the girl who previously had her hand over my mouth snarls.

The dark skinned girl sighs almost sadly, she obeys, throwing a brown fabric bag over my head before holding my hands behind my back and pushing me forward harshly in a silent way of ordering me to keep walking.

"Where are you taking me?" I blurt out loudly as if the bag over my head affected the volume of my voice.

"You'll know as soon as we get there" a girl replies, it was had to make out anyone's voices.

I move tirelessly and blindly through sand, tripping over rocks and having one of the girls catch me from falling numerous times.

After what felt like 3 hours of walking they take the bag off my head, my eyes settling on a mountain,

"We're only taking of the bag because you need to climb" the dark skinned girl replies.

After climbing there was a mouth to a cave, I realise this was where the Gladers were headed as well.

We must me close to the safe haven

The bag is then harshly returned and I'm thrown back into darkness, I'm sat down against the rocky wall.

I hear scuffling of shoes before it becomes silent,

"Hello?" I call out, my voice echoing slightly.

"Don't worry we haven't left ya"

"What do you plan on doing to me?" I ask, trying my best to keep fear from coating my voice.

"Don't know, it's up to Teresa" someone answers,

"Who's T-"

Someone cuts off of my sentence, "that would be me, stop blabbing and listen up, I have questions and you're going to answer all of them"

"What if I don't" I snarl,

"Then we'll kill you, first question" she pauses as if she was reading off of something, "where is your group headed?"

I clench my jaw, "I don't know" just as I finish my answer something hard strikes the side of my face, causing me to wince,

"Don't test my patience"

"Don't test mine" I retort bluntly,

The bag is ripped away, the Teresa girls' face right in front of mine. "It won't hurt if you just answer the questions, truthfully"