When I woke up, Thomas was carrying me.

"Okay, you're tired. My turn" said Minho.

After realizing what was going on, I quickly squirmed out of his Thomas' arms.

"Im fine, I can walk" I said, getting back to my feet.
Almost immediately, I felt this dizziness, and nausea. I started to wobble while walking. It felt like walking on a tightrope, and losing your balance. It felt exactly like it. Minho held one arm in front of me, and the other behind me. Like he was some sort of bodyguard. The feeling worsened. I feel back, but Minho caught me, and pulled me to him.

"You're not fine" he said.

I stayed by Minhos side, until we made it to the glade. Seeing it made me feel, relieved. I haven't felt that in a really long time.

"I need a medic!" Yelled Minho.
"Im fine", I said, "I don't need a medic. I fell. Big deal"

Newt walked up to us, and put his fingers on my head.

"Melly, your head is bleeding" he said, and showed me the blood.

I sighed. It's been a long time since Newt called me that.

I was put to to bed, and needed stitches.

"Somebody, knock me out. I can't deal with stitches. Again." I asked them.

"Are you sure you want to?" Asked Winston, who was on my case.

"Do it quick before I change my mind!" I exclaimed.

And I was out.

W.I.C.K.E.D

I woke up to Newt shaking me, and yelling:
"Wake up Melly! Wake up!"

I heard endless screams, and grievers shrieking.
I looked around. All the beds were empty.
"Whats going on? Where's Alby!?" I asked

"Alby is with the others, everybody, who survived, in the homestead. Hiding. The gates to the maze aren't closing, and the grievers abducted the glade" he explained.

I quickly stood up, and followed Newt to the homestead.
All of the gladers that haven't died, were hiding with me, Chuck, Newt, Minho, and Thomas were there as well.
Poor Chuck started crying. I moved closer to him, and cupped his hand.

"We'll be okay Chuck" I said, and wiped a tear from his cheek with my thumb.

"If we don't make it... Give this to my parents" He said, handing me a small wooden figure he carved.

"Chuck, you're going to make it. I'll do everything to get you through this" I said.

"No we wont Mel..."

"You're overreacting. No one is going to die"

"Still, keep it. I want you to have it. You're the closest I have to a parent. You're like a sister to me"

I clenched the figure in my hand, and hugged Chuck.

We stayed here till morn.
I fell asleep, but woke up in the same position I was as I slept. Everybody else was awake, but all were covered with bruises or scars. Except Newt.

I gently reclined Chuck back, and stood up.
I walked over to Minho, and brushed my hand against his face.
"What happened last night? You're all bruised up" I said.

"Grievers" he simply answered.

I felt this beed of protecting him. Maybe because I was like a soccer mom. Protects her 'kids' at all costs, and gets revenge, no matter what the deadline is.

"Im going to go check the damage" I said, and heard another griever shriek.

"Melissa, don't go" he pleaded.

Whenever someone called me Melissa, I knew they were serious, but I wanted to protect Chuck and my friends.

I needed to.

I walked out of the homestead, and looked around the glade. No grievers.
Everything was either burnt, or destroyed. It looked terrible. 3 years of hard work gone to waste.
I went silent.

"Mel!?" Called out Thomas.

Everybody came out.

"Mel are you okay?" Asked Thomas, putting his arm on my shoulder.

Then, I heard the box come up. I ran up to it as quickly as I could. Geez, do the creators really want to send another greenie?
I jumped down into it, but there was nothing there, except a small pouch.
My fellow gladers surrounded me.
I opened the pouch, and inside it were two antidotes, and a note.

I read he note first.

Must be polite after all.

"Last way up"

I real aloud.

"What does that mean?" Asked Thomas.

"What do you think it means?" Newt asked back.

"Guys. It may be a trick" I said. "I think we need to leave this place"

"Mel, we don't even know if that's really the exit" said Gally

"Who told him?" I asked, looking at Minho, but I know Alby was the one who told him, as Minho would never betray me.

"How many of you even trust her? She disappeared for 8 months, and then came back like nothing happened. Everything's been going downhill since she came" said Gally

"Because nothing actually happened. The glade stayed the same way as when I left. Anyways, the exit is he only way out of this shit hole. Who knows how much time we have left? The grievers could come back, and everything is gone already. I see no point in staying"

"Everything is gone because of you!"

"Believe me, or not, our only chance of survival is leaving"

"Listen Mel, I've been here for three years..."

"Yeah so have I!"

"Okay guys cut it out!" Yelled Thomas "How about we choose sides. Tonight. Then tomorrow whoever wants to stay stays. Whoever doesn't goes with us."

"Newt, what do you say?" Asked Minho.

"Lets do it. We'll die trying anyway" he answered.

I climbed out.

"As for the antidotes, I suggest using one on Alby."I said.

"We don't know what that thing does" said Winston, the remaining medic.

"I used one on a family member" I said, and looked down. There was one with a green label, one with a red. Last time, I used red. My family members situation worsened, but I though it was because of the timing. "Use the red one" I continued.
"Melissa, Alby could die because of this" said Frypan.

"Alby is..." I wandered off.

"Look, Alby is already in a really bad condition. This either puts him out of his misery, or cures him" Thomas finished for me.

"Thanks" I mouthed him, without making any noise.

"Newt she's pretty much going to murder Alby" said Gally.

"Do it Mel. Alby would want us to do it" he said.

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