Gally: "Scream his name and I'll stop!"
The lady yells as she keeps on shocking her . She wails again and again as the blood drenches her cracked lips, causing them to burn. Gally suddenly bursts into the room like her savior. Rage twists his usually calm features and their eyes lock.
"Say goodbye to your girlfriend"
"No!"
Gally yells but the lady has already thrusted the knife into her stomach. Blood stains her hands and her body slowly sags to the floor.
"No!! Y/N!!"
He yells and she attempts to open her mouth in a final goodbye.
"Send him in"
The lady says boredly and the guards drag him away screaming, a boy just watching with a pained look on his face. The name Gally burns on her lips as she passes away.
Gally's POV
I open my eyes quickly and sit up, my body fully recovered from the changing.
"Gally?"
Newt asks as my fist flies through the wall, three words are used as a explanation
"They took her"
"Who?"
The newbie alarm rings and we all run out to look at the greenie.
The box rises up and I jump down.
"Day one greenie, rise and shine"
I say automatically before I realize I have seen this boy before, he was the boy who watched.
Minho: "Day one greenie rise and......"
"Gally?"
"Thomas!"
I yell as I see my brother who only looks at me quizzically
"Do I know you?"
He replies and I bite my lip.
"Y/N?"
The voice I've been dreading to hear splits the silence and everyone turns my way.
"What happened?"
Minho asks and steps closer to me, his face as innocent as a child's.
"Stay away from me!"
I yell and he looks shocked.
"Y/N what happened?"
He tries slowly and my walls start to crumble.
"They hurt me and who are you?"
WICKED forced me to lie to my true lobe convincingly or they will kill him, for they know it's the greatest pain that will ever hurt me.
"It's me Minho"
He looks so crushed and for a moment I think of kissing him, but that would mean his inevitable death.
"Thomas! How are you brother?"
Thomas's face lights up with a grin and soon I'm wrapped in his strong arms. I forget about Minho for a moment but soon my tears are dripping on Thomas's shoulder. He doesn't question me, instead he rubs small circles on my back until Minho leaves.
"They made you say that didn't they?"
I simply nod before Thomas gives me another hug, which dulls the painful feeling of me dying inside.
The special Newt imagine may have a bit of Newtmas, because Newtmas is my OTP
Any Thominho shippers I'll write one soon.
