Newt X Reader

17. Escape

(Y/N) POV

Between the sun stroke, lack of food and water in my body from throwing up earlier and now being hung upside down, I felt pretty sick.

If Minho hadn't stopped me from swaying I definitely would have hurled again.

The man from earlier came and leant against the pulley that all our ropes were attached to, I glared at him.

I wanted to call him out but he spoke before I had the chance,

"Enjoying the view?"

He asked,

"The hell you want!?"

I said, it was better then nothing.

"That is a good question. My men want to sell you back to WICKED, life has taught them to think small... I'm not like that."

I rolled me eyes,

"Something tells me that you're not either."

"Is it the blood rushing to my head or is this shank not making any sense?"

Minho said, I huffed in agreement.

The man ignored him, he turned to Thomas.

"Tell me what you know about the Right Arm."

He said...

"Thought you said they were ghosts..."

Newt said rather tierdly...

The man turned to him,

"I happen to believe in ghosts. Especially when I hear them chattering on the air waves."

The man walked back to the pulley and placed his hand around the handle,

He used his cane to point at us,

"You tell me what you know. And maybe we can make a deal."

I looked around at the others,

"We- we dont know much."

Thomas said, truthfully. He raised his hands.

"Hmm."

Was all the man said before he pulled the lever.

We all dropped down a little and I could feel myself becoming sick all over again-

I felt like throwing up but when my mouth automatically opened to let out the vial...

Nothing came out, I guess my stomach was really empty.

I sucked in deep breaths as the man pulled the lever to stop all of us.

"Love? (Y/N) breath!"

I could hear Newt behind me,

I took some more deep breaths as I bumped into Minho who gently held me till I stopped swaying.

"OK OK! They're hiding in the mountains! They attacked WICKED and got out a bunch of kids! That's all we know I swear!-"

But the mans eyes were no longer on Thomas.

"Shes sick. The Flare perhaps?"

We all knew what the Flare was after the video we watched in the abandoned WICKED compound,

I spat,

"No shank!"

I growled at him, but Newts eyes seemed pleading as he looked at the man,

"We think it's the sun- she has no food or water in her and-"

"NEWT! Dont tell him slinthead!"