I woke up in my room. The white walls, and the blue tiled floors have grown on me.
I never realized how much I would appreciate the smell of kleenex and hand sanitizer. Much better than the smell of blood, and sweat.
The door flew open, and a gun poked out, before Newt scanned the room. His eyes widened and he popped back out into the hallway.
He reappeared, and started to walk towards me, this time with no gun aimed at me.
Immediately, my hands wrapped around my stomach in protection. The IV's In my arm rattled as I did so.
"Lizzy, it's okay, we can help you, we can get you out of here." He crouched down next to my bed and placed a hand on my shoulder. I flinched at his touch, tears in my eyes.
"I can't," I whispered, then started to laugh. "Don't you see. I can't. I'm not physically ready," I gestured to the IV tubes. "Nor emotionally." I moved my leg, and heard the clinking sound of the hand cuff attached to my ankle, and the bed frame - which kept me from sleeping all night.
"Lizzy, we can get the handcuff off, we can get you out." Newt urged.
"I can't!" My voice rose. "I can't go, Newt! I can't! My mum is alive! She's here, an-" I stopped myself from saying the second part. He doesn't need to know.
"Lizzy, that's not all, I know it, just tell me, we can help you."
I started to laugh again. "You can't help me with this."
"Lizzy, just tell me! Please." He placed his hand on my arm, and I noticeably flinched, but Newt ignored it.
"Newt, I'm pregnant!" I snapped.
His eyes widened. "Wha-" I cut him off, knowing what he was going to say.
"In the Scorch. I got raped. It..." tears flowed down my face, and I turned my gaze towards the ceiling. "It was right before I was going to get sacrificed. The woman... she-she cut me, and then let her partner have it at me. He-he beat me, and r-raped me. Then... then she skinned him alive. All because someone from Group A killed their friend, Henry." More tears flowed down my face.
"I can't go, Newt." I looked back into his eyes. "I-I killed someone yesterday. And I was glad I did. It-it's like the flare is attacking me through images. L-like I'm slowly going insane because of what I have seen it do. I don't know what to do!" I started sobbing. And Newt left my side, and went back into the hallway. I heard his shoes slap against the ground as he ran.
My sobs grew louder, they were making it hard to breath. He left me. Why I expected different, I don't know. Once WICKED controls you, it's like a bad hobby you can't shake, you just continue to let the influence controll you, although they aren't controlling you anymore.
Like, I still hear voices. They are no longer Janson's voice, but I hear them. And when it's completely silent - which happens a lot because I am mostly alone in my room - they scream at me. Most of the time there are too many to hear anything coherent, but once in a while I catch a word or two. A lot of the time, it's a name. Like i hear Newt's name a lot, and sometimes Chuck's.
I hear footsteps from multiple pairs of feet running towards my room.
I stare at the door, expecting to see guards or someone, checking to see if I was still here, but only one was there. Along with Newt, Minho, and Thomas.
"Get her out." Newt growled.
The woman took out a pistol that was hidden in her boot, and aimed it at the bed frame.
I covered my ears, as she pulled the trigger. There was a loud CLINK then I pulled on it, and only one side of it was intact. I was free.
"Newt, I sa-said-" He cut me off.
"I know what you said, but I need to get you back to Chuck." He held out a hand and helped me out of the bed. My legs were still wobbly, but I could probably make it to a Berg safely.
I took the IV tubes out of me, and immediately felt the lack of morphine taking a toll on my. I winced, but I tried not to let the lack of medication get to me.
I gave a weak smile, and Newt put his arm around my back, and helped me walk as I got used to my legs again, and the extra weight in my stomach. It wasn't much, but it was enough for me to notice.
I wonder what it was like outside. I only know the snow covered forests around WICKED, and the desert of the Scorch. I wonder what it's like in between.
I was about to find out.
AN : Hehe that was kinda cute. I had that scene with Lizzy telling Newt that she was pregnant planned for a long time.
I am on a roll! I've updated everyday for like 3 or 4 days! Wooo!
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