𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃| 𝐓.𝐌.𝐑. (𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐭)

12: What's through that door

"I got top bunk." Frypan says and we enter our room.

"Too slow." Minho says and he jumps on the top bed.

"I could get used to this." Winston comments as he gets into his bed.

"Yeah. It's not bad." Newt comments and I scoff as I walk over and kneel down, picking up my blade off the floor.

"I guess." I shrug. "I still have questions and my theories." I say, twirling my blade in my hand.

"Are you always on edge?" Frypan asks.

"You aren't?" I say and he just shrugs at me.

"Hey, what do you think those guys want with Teresa?" Thomas asks me.

"I don't know." I say. "Now, if there's one thing I remember about that girl, she can take care of herself. Don't worry about it." I say to him and he slowly nods.

"Rest up, guys." Minho says.

"He's right." Winston says as him at Thomas take their beds.

"You can take the bed, I'll take the floor." Newt tells me.

"It's fine. I'll sleep on the floor. This place still gives me a bad vibe." I say and he sighs.

"We'll both sleep in the bed. Okay, love?" He says, coming closer to me.

"Newt-"

"Say yes, or I'm gonna pick you up and drag you there myself." He says, grabbing my waist and pulls me closer to him.

"Fine. But I'm laying on the outside." I tell him and he smirks at me.

"Whatever you want." Newt tells me and I quickly peck his lips.

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You guessed it, I couldn't sleep. The only thing that kept me calm was the faint breaths of Newt while he was sleeping. My head is on his chest and he has his arm wrapped around me as the vibrations go through my body.

I then hear something move, so my eyes widen. I slowly move away from Newt's grasp. I hear the noise again. It sounds likes it's coming from under the bed. I peer my head down to spot the boy I had seen in the cafeteria earlier.

"Hey. Down here." The brown haired boy whispers to me.

"Oh, my God." I whisper.

"C'mon. Follow me." Is all he says.

"Fuck it." I whisper back and I go under the bed, following the boy.

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"What?" I pant as I catch up with the boy inside the vents.

"Hurry, this way. C'mon." The brown haired boy says and I sigh as I keep crawling.

"Hey, wait a second. What the hell are we doing?" I ask him.

"C'mon, we're gonna miss it." He says and keeps crawling.

"What the hell am I doing? What are we doing?" I ask again.

"C'mere." He says as he stop by a vent.

I crawl next to him and I look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"Watch." Is all he says and I look to see a nurse sliding a metal table with a sheet covering over it as Doctor Crawford leads the way.

I also see a little diagram of a body as the nurse reaches the door. Are they taking bodies? I then look to see Doctor Crawford take out a card of some sort and swipe it in the slot. A light is green and she heads inside, then shutting the door.