Invisible [Completed]

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Megan's P.O.V:

"Megan. You have to stay alive. You will be the cure but remember WCKD is good." A blonde lady in white said to me.

WCKD is good.

I snapped my eyes open and sat up with a gasp.

WCKD is good.

"Welcome back Megan."
"Back where?"
"The glade of course." Clint said with a smile.
"No. No I can't be back here. No. Who brought me back here?" I could feel the tears threatening to spill over my eye lids.
"Minho brought you back. You had some nasty cuts, but don't worry we patched you up." He reached a hand out to put it on my shoulder.
I smacked it away and pulled a knife out from next to my bed.
"Stay back. Or I will cut of your ****."
Clint put his hands up in surrender and slowly backed away from me to the door. Leaving me alone with my thoughts.
Why would he bring me back? He knows I hate this place. They all know. They all know how much it hurt me to see them all banish me.
The door opened up and I saw Alby and a bunch of other guys.
"How you doin Megan?"
"Fine." I said sternly.
"I'm sorry to do this but we have to put you into the slammer. We can't have you threatening other boys."
The guys moved towards me and picked me up and took my knife so I couldn't hurt them. They carried me to the slammer and threw me in.
Alby came and locked it. He mumbled something then walked away. I quickly remembered the smaller knives I keep in my back pockets and broke the wall.
As soon as I got out I ran to the deadhead and began climbing the tallest tree I could find. I couldn't help but cry.
I heard Newt calling my name. I looked over the side over the tree and a tear fell onto his hair. He looked up and his expression immediately turned into concern.
"Megan? Is that you love?"
"Go away Newt. I'm fine."
"No your not. I'm coming up." He started to climb the tree and sat across from me on the branch. I pulled my knees up to my chest and rest my forehead on them.
"What's wrong?" He put his hand on my shoulder.
"Newt. I can't. I can't do it."
"Do what love?"
"I can't stay here. This place. I hate it. It makes me feel like I'm trapped." I could feel hot tears going down my cheeks.
"Hey. Sh it'll be alright." Newt said while pulling me into his shoulder.
Normally I wouldn't hug him back but something told me to do it. I sob into his shoulder making his shirt wet.
    I finally got my breathing under control and pulled away.
"Cmon lets go get dinner." He said.
"Wait. Won't they just throw me back into the slammer?" My voice filled with concern.
"I won't let them."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
   We climbed down the tree and walked out of the deadheads. I looked back and saw the closed doors. I sighed. I wanted to be out there. I loved the feeling of the risk the thrill.
"Promise me." He said to me.
"What?"
"Promise me you won't go out there and give the glade a chance?"
"I promise." I said. My voice was filled with disappointment. I don't know how long I'll be able to stay here before it drives me insane. Even though I'm already pretty close. Something about this Glade makes me want to run. Run and never look back. But I can't remember why.
    I felt my vision blurring and my head started to hurt. I stopped walk and put my hands to my head as the pain increases.
"Megan? What's wrong love?"

Remember your mission
Help the subjects out then you and Brysen may leave
But you must kill subjects A8 and A9 before it's over.

I opened my eyes and felt a pain in my stomach I looked down and saw blood. Lots and lots of blood. I dropped to my knees.
"Newt."
"Oh bloody hell Megan. You broke your stitches."
   He picked me up bridal style and started walking towards homestead. Inside he laid me on a bed and went running down the hallway calling for Clint or Jeff.

WCKD is good