Thirteen's POV
"And what would you do if it was one of us that betrayed you?" He questions, a strange and unfamiliar look in his eyes.
"I'd kill them," I reply without hesitation. My hand moving instinctively to my gun.
"Shame." He says as he runs his free hand through his hair. "I was hoping you'd be open to negotiation."
Before I have a chance to react, he raises his gun and puts a bullet in Fifty-seven.
I shoot up almost immediately, gasping for breath as I do so as if I just surfaced from practically drowning. This is why I don't freaking sleep. I run a hand through my hair, pulling out my ponytail as I do so.
My eyes scan over my surroundings. The walls are all gray and made of concrete. The bars in front of me keep me from going anywhere.
What the hell happened?
Suddenly I re
