Prologue

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(Blue's POV)
He pulled me close and I cried into his shirt. He ran his hand through my hair and kissed the top of my head, "Shh. Hey, don't worry Blue. I'll see you in 2 years." He whispered into my hair, I nodded, "I'll miss you," I chocked out, "I will always love you." I cried harder into his shirt, he didn't care, and nor did I. This would be the last time we saw each other, before we forgot, everything.
"Newt." My brother whispered. Newt loosened his grip around me, I was only to be engulfed into a giant hug, "Minho..." I started. He held me out at arms length, "Blue, you have to be strong. I won't be here now, nor will Newt." he nodded his head in the direction of my boyfriend, "Minho's right, Blue." Newt stated, staring at nothing on the floor. My sobs calmed as WICKED's guard slammed the door open, "Time's up, Minho, Newt, time for the wipe." Heat started to radiate in my cheeks anger bubbled up inside me, rattling on it's chains to break free. "No," I whispered, "No, YOU WILL NOT TAKE THEM!" I raced towards the guards, fists clenched. I lunged towards them arms out stretched. "BLUE!" Newt screamed latching his arms around my wast, only to be joined by Minho, "You will only make it worse, Blue." Minho shouted.

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