The Remembering

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We were lead into another room. Thomas, Minho, Teresa and a couple others were announced. Then one of the workers in green with brown hair rushed across the room and latched onto Thomas. "What are you doing Brenda?!" Rat Man hollered. Brenda?! That's bloody Brenda?! "Brenda!" Rat Man hollered again. "Sorry! I was so happy he made it through Phase Three. I just lost myself." She said. She was backing up to go to the bed again. "We have no time for such matter." Rat Man said. I came from her side to in front and pressed my forehead against hers. "You lose yourself onto him again and you'll feel something else surge inside of you. Got that?" I threatened. She let out a whimper and hurried to the bed and stood by it. "Millie." Newt commanded. It felt to me like a dog on a leash and the owner yanked the leash back. I went back to the boys and saw Teresa was close to Thomas. "Go let them play with your brain." He said. I wore a crooked smile and walked over as she was talking. "You can judge me. But this is right." She said. As she turned to walk to one of the beds I backhanded her across the face, sending her to the floor. Rat Man stepped forward with his hand at his pocket. "I! Had reason!" I shouted while I held my index finger up towards him. He didn't speak a word and Teresa got to her feet. "Get on the bed you shucking wench. And shut up and be WICKED's good little pet." I mocked. She gave me a nasty look but it didn't phase me. I felt like laughing at her.

I stood back by the guys and Newt looped his arm around in front of my chest as if now showing he's my boyfriend but also holding me back. His right hand was on his hip. Still meaning business. My arms were folded as I looked around. Thomas was about to elbow Minho and Minho nodded. "Don't even think about it you four rebels. You're being watched and there is guards coming." Rat Man said. As if he knew our moves before we made them. "That's a bunch of klunk." Minho said. Rat Man turned his attention elsewhere. "I think we should go ahead anyways. See what happens." Minho whispered. Thomas didn't answer. He was staring ahead at Brenda. Guards started coming into the room with weapons. I watched them come in and surround the place. "We waited too bloody long." Newt whispered in a low tone. "These are very high voltage guns. They will not kill you but it would hurt like hell." Rat Man said. I would sacrifice pain if it meant them getting away. "Why the sudden army?" Thomas asked. "Because I don't trust you. And we still need you." Rat Man said. "No surprise there." Minho chimed in. I wondered what their game was. What was this angle they're playing at? To put a big fat target over Thomas? The hell I'd let that happen.

Rat Man ordered us to be escorted to another room. As we were being lead down the hallways weaving through I kept having thoughts of finally being able to take down WICKED. We were lead into a room with two bunks and a kitchen and table. The guards pushed us in and closed the door. I remembered being captive in the room before. I was sure Thomas did as well when he started banging on the door and shouting. "Slim it." Newt said and walked upnto behind Thomas. Thomas turned around to see Newt's towering height somewhat showing overpowerment to him. "Let's just take it easy until our next open moment." Newt said. He backed off of Thomas, giving him air. "Maybe your friend Brenda would help us out." Minho said. "She said something to me." Thomas said. I looked to Thomas. Feeling dissapointed that he'd keep that from us. "She said to trust her." He said. "I wouldn't trust anybody in this building or working for them." Newt said. He sat by the wall and crossed his arms. Pouting like a child. I sat at the wall and rested my arms on my knees. We ate and drank and Minho joked about being fat and happy. We talked and then went to sleep. I lied on the top bunk above Thomas.

By morning the same guards and Rat Man entered the room. "Alright. It's time. Let's get this done." He said with an impatient tone. Newt and Minho got up. I rolled off the bed and landed on my feet into a squat then stood with clenched fists at my sides and was ready. "Not a bloody chance." Newt said. I half grinned. I really liked this new side of Newt. It was hot. His rebellion was a turn on. Thomas put his feet down and stood beside me. "You said we had a choice. And we made ours." Thomas said. "Yes. But now we've decided to go through with it. You'll all be more valuable when you're out of the dark." Rat Man said. I looked to Thomas as I leaned a bit away from him. My left eyebrow was raised. He looked to me and huffed. Almost like he'd give up, or come up with a plan. "That's real nice of you to think." Minho said to Rat Man. Thomas looked to Minho and Newt. "We might as well..." He said. I felt Thomas touch my back and I began to walk out. My shoulders were stiff and head lowered. I gave each guard an evil look as I stood to the side. Newt and Minho went ahead then Thomas urged me to follow. I turned and followed behind Minho. The guards and Rat Man were walking with us. "This one looks like she thinks she's bigger than she is." One of the women guards said. Briefly pointing her launcher to me. I didn't care. She just now put a target right to her nose. Somehow I could sense Newt smirk. Knowing exactly what I was thinking.

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