WICKED Is Good (Newt X Reader Book 4)

- What Happened To The Rest -

NEWT'S POINT OF VIEW

My room is white, like the metal room we were in before but the walls are soft, as is the floor. I follow the square as i pace the room. I can't stop thinking about my greenie, she needs me, she's probably going mad. I hope they didn't leave her in that metal room, she'd be freezing!

The past week has been rough, WICKED workers coming in everyday giving me food, if i tried to leave or fight back i'd get punched in the face (that happened a few times). I don't know why they are doing this. I am starting to go crazy, i can feel the burning sensation in my head, my vision goes blurry every now and then. I can't stand it. I've banged my head against the wall hoping i'd knock myself out but you know the walls and floor being padded...not working. Maybe that's why they put me in a padded room. I wonder if everyone else are in padded cells. I say cells because this is a prison. We are being held against our own will. I still have a week of this hell...a week without her. 

MINHO'S POINT OF VIEW

I haven't moved off of this bed in days, i'm pretty sure it's been a week that I've been stuck here. My mind flashes to Y/N, Newt , Thomas and Frypan. I wish i could see them, even for a few seconds. They could be dead for all i know. The first few days i staged a hunger strike but after day three i gave up and ate, i was losing my mind. I swung my legs over the bed and stood up, my legs were a little shaky. As soon as i stood up the door opened and a man in white coat walked in. "What's happening man? Surely you can tell me something?!" I pleaded. The guy had a gun in his pocket, it was sticking out. "Look you just have to stay in here another week. I can't tell you anymore than that." He placed a plate of food down. "Wait!" I shouted, the guy turned around "How is Y/N. Please tell me shes alive?" I asked looking hopeful. "HA! Barely. She'll be lucky she lasts the week with what they are doing to her" He walked out and i heard the door lock. I started to shout curse words. My greenie s probably going to be dead by the end of the week! What are they doing to her?! 

THOMAS' POINT OF VIEW

"Tell me my friends are okay!" I shouted at the guy delivering food. "They are fine except Subject X"He said smiling to himself. I thought hard about who that was...Then it hit me. "NO! Y/N!" I started pacing, I needed to know what they were doing to her. She has to be okay for Newt's sake...and mine. I reflected about everything that had happened, from waking up in the box, to Gally, to chuck and Alby. I couldn't shake the feeling it was my fault. All my fault. This place is driving me mad. 

FRYPAN'S POINT OF VIEW

"Thank god! food!" I said, happy to see the white coated man bringing my plate in. I'm starving. I knew i should care about my friends and i did...a lot. i always thought about them but right now i can't do anything except wait. Same routine everyday.