Love, Newt

Chapter Four- Shucking Prick

"Guys, she's on our side." Newt announced as we walked out of the hallway.

"You think we didn't know that already?" Minho sassed.

"Well, WICKED was controlling me." I explained. "They gave me my memories back, but kept the control device. I guess Newt broke it when he kissed me."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Minho winced and grabbed his side.

"What happened?" I ran to his side and pulled his shirt up a bit.

"Lightning."

"I can't believe they did this to you." I paused and looked at Thomas. "That we did this to you."

"We?" He questioned.

"We w-"

A hole fell from the wall and two familiar people jumped through. They started ranting about how they were gonna eat us and stuff, but then I realized who they were.

"Guys, it's me." I laughed nervously. "Amelia."

"Little Amelia?" The woman asked.

"Yea, it's me."

"Well, I go by Brenda, now and this is Jorge." She gestured to the man.

"Ok." I went to the door and stopped when realization dawned on me. "W-where's Winston?"

The room got quiet and I turned to see everyone looking down, so I asked again. "Where's Winston?" I raised my voice.

"Amelia, we couldn't... We couldn't save him." Thomas came to put his hand on my shoulder, but I moved away.

"What happened to him?" I choked out.

"We were in a rush to get here and the storm was too strong." Minho explained.

"And when were you gonna tell me?" I felt tears at the brim of my eyes for the third time today.

"We were going to." Thomas explained.

"Seems like you weren't going to at all." I threw the door open and stormed out.

I ran through the sandy town and the smell of rotting filled my nose. I ran until I was out of breath and I found myself in a little shack. I sat there crying until heard the door open and the rotten smell grew stronger.

"I don't wanna talk about it." I sniffled. I heard growling and finally decided to look up.

The sight before me was enough to make me wanna throw up- the smell didn't help either. It was a man -I assume- and half of his face was shredded while his clothes were barely hanging onto him. He had shoulder length hair that was tore out in spots and he didn't have a nose.

"Rose wants your nose, I suppose." His voice was scratchy- like he just woke up and he has a cold.

I slowly stood up and he came closer, repeating those words.

"Please, don't hurt me." I begged.

"Rose wants your nose, I suppose." He growled.

"Bitch, shuck off!" I jerked a slab of wood off of the rotted wall and slammed it up against his head to buy me some time.

I ran out of the shack and found an old subway-like passage. I went down the stairs and turned a bunch of corners. It kind of reminded me of escaping the maze, except this time I'm being chased by a crank. It reminded me of the night I almost got killed by a chancellor.

I stopped when I heard voices ahead of me.

"I know Jorge will get them to the other side of the city."