Newt had come into the room, tears spilling down his cheeks, his eyes bright red and he walked towards Maria, his arms wrapping around her body. "I love you. I love you. I don't want to go." He mumbled into her neck, she slid her arms around his body, not wanting him to leave her either. "I don't want you to go either, Newt." She sobbed quietly, pressing a kiss to his head, her hands running through his hair, her fingers wrapping around it. After a few minutes he lifted his head up, his lips connecting to hers in a deep, soft kiss. It may be the last few they have left. She'll miss the taste of his soft lips on hers. Of course she would. She parted their lips. "You'll be with Gally and Minho, you'll be okay. I love you, so much." She held back her tears, but they kept flowing, and his thumb reached up to wipe them away. "I can't leave you, Mar. I can't forget everything. Tell them not to." He begged, and she broke. She hated how they were making him forget everything. But he had to do this. To save everyone. "It's too late, Newt. I'm so sorry." her words came out shaky, and she buried her head into his neck, they cried for a while.
Maria woke up in a small room, in a single bed, no bunk beds, no Gally. She was alone. The only light was from the lamp. Where was she? She slid the cotton sheets off of her body, still wearing her fresh clothes from the day before, but she was in a different sleeping place. She walked towards the door, grabbing the handle and trying to yank it open, but it was locked. She tried again, and again, she yelled "Help! Someone let me out!" She screamed, she tried again, "Help! Someone help me!" She stopped. Nothing. No one was going to help her.
It could of been hours since she woke up, just sitting on the bed, trying to find things that could occupy her. Nothing worked. She would think about Newt, and Teresa. She thought about Gally, where was he? She thought about the glade, how much better it was there then here. Wherever she was.
Days and days passed on. Maria would sit in her room, sleep when she felt it was night time, count the time, she would bang on the door but eventually gave up. She would wait. She wouldn't speak, she hadn't spoke in days. Until the day came, when someone opened her door, and two men with jackets and masks and guns came into her room, pulling her from the bed. She screamed, immediately scared, shaking her way out of their grip. Gally walked in behind them. "Stop! They're here to help us, Maria! They're here to get us out!" Gally yelled, calming her down. She stopped shaking and moving, standing still while they nodded. "We're spies. We're from the right-arm. We're here to get you out, you can join us, we can destroy Wicked. To get kicked out, you have to act crazy, they'll take you to a city in the United States and we can meet again." United states? Why do they need to act crazy? Questions were running through her mind, but she never got to ask because the spies were leaving quickly, leaving Gally and Maria alone. He shut the door, beginning to speak quickly. "I have a plan. We act crazy, but it will have to consist of no clothing, they'll give us clothes and take us to another city, and we can meet up with the spies there." We'll have to be naked? She breathed in for a moment, nodding, if this is how to get out of this place, she'll gladly do it.
Gally was the first to undress and leave the room and act crazy, Maria was the next. He told her to wait at least five minutes, and then she set off, screaming and hysterically laughing, waving her arms and walking past the workers and guards, who immediately stopped her, pulling her away from them and shouting "She has the flare! She has the flare!" The flare? What the hell is the flare? She thought. Workers and guards ran off, only a few grabbing her and pulling her back. "Everyone stay back! Immunes stay and hold her back." Two people were holding her shoulders, pinning her to the ground. She squirmed, trying to make it seem as realistic as possible, and they were believing it. "The boy has it too!" A woman yelled, pain shooting through Maria as a lady injects a needle into her, the room fading into black.
Hello! Haha. I hope you all are enjoying this story! There is plenty more to come, but juggling with three series can be pretty difficult. I've pre-written most of this story, and it will go through and there will probably be a sequel. (Yes, I'm thinking ahead)
Criticism and loving comments are welcome!
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