(/\ I didn't draw the pic. I found it)
Later that Evening as we were getting read to go I noticed that Minho and Newt were heading down to the weapons shelter. With Tonnie. So I followed.
Newt had his arm around Tonnie. They were laughing and smiling. His golden hair appearing darker and darker as he went deeper and deeper into the underground storage.
Minho just followed behind, looking like a third wheel.
I caught up to Minho and moved him arm so it was around my shoulders. He looked a little shocked but when he saw that it was me he calmed down and smiled at me. Minho reached down and kissed me.
"Thanks babe. That was kind of awkward. But I kinda ship 'em. What 'bout you?" (Apparently Minho picked up a southern accent.)
"Ya. They might be as cute as us." I said laughing.
"No way." Minho responded with a smile.
"Hey." Tonnie said looking back at us. "Oh, hi Jess. I didn't know who was behind us."
"Ya. Its just me. Plain old me." I say sounding bored. I was kind of offended by the comment that I made to myself. Myself!
"Your not plain." Newt says turning back to face me. "Your anything but."
"Ya Jess. Your totally funny and sweet and outgoing and.." Minho kept mumbling on for several more seconds but I tuned out.
"So this is the super guarded weapons shelter Minho told me about? Its just a room made out of dirt." Tonnie was a little disappointed, slightly shocked. But truly I don't know why Minho made it sound so grand. Or why someone would even listened to him.
"I was joking." Minho said with a chuckle.
"So. What are we down here for?" Tonnie asked, curiously.
"Weapons. Duh. Its the weapons shelter. We are getting weapons." Newt replied jokingly.
"Oh, I thought we were getting bacon." I joked.
"Ooh! There's bacon!?" Minho replied running toward the stairs. I grabbed Minhos arm.
"No. Babe. It was a joke. There is no bacon. I'm sorry." I hugged Minho "It'll be awesome when we escape. We'll have lots and lots of bacon." I kissed him with a smile.
"You promise?" Minho said sounding like a young child.
"I promise babe. Tonight we will make our escape and rejoice with bacon. Now let's grab what we need and get going."
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I was just finished packing the bags for me, Minho and the twins.
"Ready to go soon babe?" Minho said walking into what was our shared room. But we shall be making our escape soon along with many of the other gladers. So our room will probably go to whoever is staying.
"As ready as I'll ever be." I respond sadly. I didn't think it could be so hard to leave. But there are so many memories in the glade. When I met Minho, when we first kissed, when I got pregnant, when the twins were born...
"What's wrong babe?" Minho asks putting his around me in a soothing way.
"Its just, that..we have so many memories here. Our twins were born here." I reply not looking into his eyes. I don't want him to be sad too. Because then we'll stay. And I know that I don't want that.
"So you want to stay?" Minho asked a little shocked.
"No, not at all." I put a hand on my stomach "Somehow we have another one coming. And I don't want this one to be born here."
Minho looked at me with a mixed expression. "Let's just get to our places. We'll be out of here before you know it." He kissed me softly then picked up the bags that we have. Mostly stuff for the babies.
Off we went. To leave this place once and for all.

Or to die trying.