𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 - TMR, Minho (PAUSED)

033 - 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝

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"So. I guess Emily told you, but I'm your father." Vince said from the chair he was sitting on, squeaking noises came from it when he moved.

Eliana was currently sitting on a counter with her legs over the edge, slightly dangling back and forth. Her shirt was rolled up so that her stomach was visible, and now it was bare, since Mary had taken off the bandage that was covering the wound of the bullet.

"I don't remember how old you were when I handed you over to WICKED, but you weren't old." Mary was now carefully pressing a soft cotton pad against her side, it seemed to have a liquid on it. "If I could go back and change my decisions, I would. Though they were good at manipulation back then."

"You are immune to the Flare, Emily's not. That's why she didn't come with you to WICKED, they didn't want her. And I wasn't a great dad, I happened to know some guys that could take her as well."

All of those things Vince were explaining, didn't really matter anymore. Of course she would want to have a normal life, and that he never let her go. But the past isn't something that can change, Eliana believes in forgiveness.

"Your mother is dead, she got the Flare when you were kids, so it's not weird if you don't remember. I kind of just lost myself so taking care of two kids weren't the easiest."

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That whole bomb of new information made Eliana feel weird. Living three years without having no clue about what had happened before she arrived in the Glade. WICKED was really cruel for doing all of this to kids.

The light wind blowing in her face as she walked through the camp gave her a nice feeling of being free, and hopefully they would continue being free and safe. After all the trauma it was needed.

All the people in the Right Arm was so kind as well, and made them all feel welcomed. At least the one Eliana had talked to.

She spotted her friends at the same bench they ate breakfast at. Their voices and the sounds of them laughing was heard, and growing louder as Eliana walked over. They all seemed genuinely happy, which made her happy.

The spot beside Emily was still empty since Eliana left, so she decided to sit down there again. Her friends greeted her and asked if had gone well, and it did so she nodded in response. Then their conversations continued.

She heard her name and looked up from staring at the table. "Is Vince really your dad?" Newt asked, not even trying to hide the closeness between him and Thomas.

"Uhh yeah. Do I look like him?" Eliana responded. Emily took a piece of her sisters hair and made it look like a similar mustache that Vince have.

A few chuckles spread around the table, and Thomas spoke up, "That's so childish, and rude. Poor Vince."

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The sun was now out of sight and the only thing that kept the world from going completely dark was the big moon and the stars. Everyone had gone to their tents getting ready for bed, some were even sleeping.

It seemed to have gotten more windy this night, and a thicker shirt was needed so Eliana wouldn't turn in to an ice cube when sleeping.

"Can you take the bed tonight then?"

Minho just entered the tent and closed it after him when Eliana spoke. "But you let me use it this morning, so it's only fair you take it."

The girl was already sitting on the edge of the bed while talking, but wouldn't want Minho to sleep on the floor the whole night again. "That's not fair at all."