❝𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎.❞
She lost hope but he gave it back. After escaping the dreaded stone walls of the Maze, Lia was out of W.C.K.D's grasp. However, as they were taken into a new compound headed b...
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「 Chapter 6: Thunder Storms 」
Lia could hear the boys arguing as she got down. Her eyes landed on the gun on the ground and turned to the boys with a questioning look. "What happened?"
Frypan held his hands up, one of them holding onto a gun, "I don't know! He just woke up and grabbed the gun and then he tried to..."
Winston was on the ground on all fours, panting as his arm tried to reach for the gun once again. "Give it back, please."
"Winston, are you okay?" Lia asked, moving towards him to grab his shoulders only to be pushed away by the boy as he hurled out black blood. She grunted as she tipped over, falling onto someone's arms causing her to look back and find Thomas giving her and Winston a worried look.
Winston coughed out more blood on the sand. Turning to lay on his back as everyone watched him, taking a step closer. He lifted up his shirt to show everyone the dark marks all over his abdomen. "It's growing... inside me."
"I'm not gonna make it." He croaked, coughing once more. It was depressing how far he's come only to end up like this. Lia couldn't bare the pain he must've felt as she watched the paling boy. "Please. Please. Don't let me turn into one of those things."
Newt frowned at boy before taking the gun from Frypan's hand. He slowly made his way towards him as Thomas softly called after him. "Wait, Newt..."
Grabbing onto his arm, Lia shook her head to prevent Thomas from stopping her best friend. They all knew what needed to be done. It was just hard to accept. The British boy knelt beside Winston, placing the gun in his hand. "Thank you."
Lia's eyes began to water, making her pupils shine as she fought back tears as Winston croaked. "Now, get outta here."
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"Goodbye, Winston." Newt whispered to the boy. With a curt nod, he stood up and went to grab his bag. He avoided looking at anyone while he moved past them.
