The Girl Leaned Forward And

Quit Voting Me Down Before You Even Think About What I'm Saying.

I Just...feel Like I Need To Save Everyone. To Redeem Myself.

Shouldn't Someone Give A Pep Talk Or Something?" Minho Asked, Pulling Thomas's Attention Away From Alby. "go Ahead," Newt Replied. Minho Nodded And Faced The Crowd. "be Careful," He Said Dryly. "don't Die.

Thomas Hated The People Who'd Taken This Poor, Innocent Kid Form His Family. He Hated Them With A Passion He Didn't Know A Human Could Feel. He Wanted Them Dead, Tortured, Even. He Wanted Chuck To Be Happy. But Happiness Had Been Ripped Form Their Lives. Love Had Been Ripped From Their Lives.

Movement From Brenda Grabbed Thomas's Attention. He Looked To See Her Drop The Knife Away From Minho And Step Back, Absently Wiping The Small Trace Of Blood There On Her Pants. "i Really Would've Killed You, Ya Know," She Said In A Slightly Scratchy Voice. Almost Husky. "charge Jorge Again And I'll Sever An Artery." Minho Wiped At His Small Wound With His Thumb, Then Looked At The Bright Red Smear. "that's One Sharp Knife. Makes Me Like You More.