Conflicted

✩Chapter 20 - Fair Warning✩

"Come with me, you two," Lawrence said, opening a door that lead farther inside of the Berg.

The shock of me almost getting tossed out of the vehicle and down nearly five stories had passed quickly, everybody too tired to be completely angry. The Gladers and the Group B girls lounged around the main compartment of the Berg, becoming acquainted.

Thomas looked up warily when Lawrence beckoned for Jorge and I to go with him. I gave him a reassuring smile, knowing what was going to come next.

We had to go back to work.

The three of us went through the door, Lawrence closing it behind him with a small click. Jorge crossed his arms, a new confidence glowing in his eyes.

"Ready to go back to work, chica?" he asked, smirking. I nodded, fully aware of my assignment.

Lawrence held his palm out, revealing two earpieces with the letters WICKED engraved in them. We both took one, placing them into our right ears. It immediately came to life, and when the static settled, a familiar voice buzzed into out ears.

"Glad to have you back."

"Nice to be out of that disease-ridden place," I said, pressing the tiny button on the side of the earpiece that allowed me to respond.

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I walked quickly; I didn't have much time. Phase three of the trials was about to begin, and I knew at about this time they would be dragging an unconscious Thomas into the white room, where he would stay for two weeks.

I knew he didn't trust Teresa fully anymore, not after what she was instructed to do, and I also knew that Thomas and Teresa's telepathy had been cut off during the Scorch trials. I found the room I was looking for - the communication room.

Nobody was in there at the moment, probably taking their lunch break. I rushed over to the control panel in the center of the room, and quickly found what I was looking for. I flipped the red lever and pressed a few buttons, and bent the microphone attached to the panel towards myself. The sound of the system turning on filled my ears with a soft static noise, then with a pop it booted up completely. I tapped the microphone head to make sure it was working, then spoke.

"Thomas? Thomas, can you hear me?" I whispered hurriedly, even though nobody was there.

"Teresa?" Thomas asked warily.

"It's Brenda. Thomas, everything is going to change. And you're not going to like what comes next," I warned him.

"Brenda?" Thomas repeated, his voice coming through the panel's speaker very clearly now.

"Thomas, be careful," I finished, hearing someone coming.

And before I turned the telepathy machine off, I heard Thomas whisper, "You be careful too, Brenda."

And with that, I walked away.

THE END!

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I sincerely hope you guys enjoyed this story, I had so much fun writing it! I'm thankful for all the reads, votes, and comments, it makes me really happy. And no fear, the sequel is coming, taking place in the time frame of The Death Cure, but I will be changing the story line so it's not completely the same. Plus, that would be no fun, right? Haha, thank you thank you thank you so so much for the support, I appreciate it! I will make sure the sequel is really good for you guys, too.

Much love, Kalepsia