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

Chapter 30

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We arrived at place that resembled what looked to be the same dorm that we had started in, or at least a similar one.

We all stay close to each other, shoulder to shoulder. I look over at Michael and AJ, they both had their heads down.

I furrow my eyebrows, confused as to why. I look at the David guy, his eyes scanning the groups before talking into a small hand held device.

"Just through the door, get some food, take a shower. You all smell like rotting flesh" David announces, laughing at the rotting flesh part.
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I stare at my food, even though we had been told it was over it didn't feel like the end. Nothing felt real.

"You better eat Slinthead, I don't want a repeat of the Glade" Minho says, snapping me from my daze.

I look at him, more like glare at him. Everything was ok until Minho mentioned the Glade. The place where everything started.

Thomas hits Minho up the back of the head,

"Ow! What was that for?" Minho whines,

"Can your shuck mouth zip it for once, she's already upset" Thomas defends.

I look back down at my food, I didn't need anyone to defend me. Michael almost died, I couldn't let that go. Everyone I care about, everyone in this room could have died and yet we still have no answers no proper way of knowing if this is all done.

I stand up from my seat, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep" I announce quietly.

I pick up the tray with my food in it,

"I'll take that!" Frypan interjects, pointing to my tray. I smile a little and put the tray back down before sliding it to him.

I wave everyone goodbye before a guard leads me back through to another door, bunks line the walls and I take the opportunity to pick one.

I saunter over and sit on the edge of the bed. I was finally alone with my thoughts and it felt dangerous.

I lift my legs up and onto the bed to lie down. I hear the door open, footsteps approach the bed I was in and Teresa leans over into my vision.

"What?" I deadpan.

She sits down, I roll onto my side to look at her.

"I know you don't trust me, I wouldn't trust me either but you need to hear me out" Teresa speaks, breaking the peaceful silence.

"Look Teresa the reason I came in here was to be alone, as far as I'm aware. It's over, everything that happened in the Scorch stays in the Scorch" I reply. That was a lie, I didn't even believe what was coming out of my own mouth.

"That's the thing Rose, it's not over. You want answers and so do I, I'm sure you want to know why you can't remember me"

I look her in the eyes, if she could do what she did to Thomas then how easy was it for her to lie to me?

"I know you know more about all this than any of us do, so until you tell me everything you know I'm not going to listen"

"Please Rose, it's going to get a lot harder if you don't trust me"

I stare at her and remain quiet, my eyes narrowing.

"Before the Maze we were friends, I cared for you and I still do. I don't want anything to happen to you"

"So you do remember! Just how much? Did they ever even erase your memory?" I exclaim.

She pauses, I could see her mind ticking.
"No... they never erased my memory- but I promise it was for a good reason"

I stifle a laugh, "you knew everything and you never told anyone?"

"I did, Thomas knows. I already told him"

"I'll believe you when I ask him myself"

"Rose just listen, they're going to take Thomas and they're going to watch him and monitor him closer, they're going to tell him he has the Flare and I have to make that believable. I'm telling you this because you have to make sure no one gets in the way, this may seem like nothing but this one small thing could save the world. We need to take that risk"

Teresa stands up and walks towards the door,

"You can save him" Teresa says,

"Who, Thomas?"

She shakes her head, "he's immune, every one of us is immune"

I furrow my eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

She doesn't answer, she opens the door and walks out before closing it behind her. Leaving me alone once again, this time wondering what the hell she was talking about.

What does she mean he's immune.... Who's immune?