It's All My Fault

Chapter 6

Derek's POV:

He didn't remember me. The person I loved, and thought I had lost, looked at me with nothing in his eyes.

He changed. He wasn't the scrawny, sarcastic, funny kid he was three years ago. He went through something... I couldn't protect him.

We walked outside and they started... running? Damn they are fast. we tried to catch up with them but surprislingly it took us a while. I wanted to catch up to him, see if there was even a hint of a memory in his eyes, but the possibility of him looking at me without any feeling made me stay where I was.

When we arrived at the station me and the rest of the pack were out of breath, but Stiles and his friends looked unphased. I don't know if we were unsettled or impressed.

Thomas took a deep breath and opened the door, to reveal a shit load of people I didn't recognize.

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Thomas/Stiles' POV:

I opened the door and scanned the room. So many people. I just wanted to find one...

W.I.C.K.E.D captured so many kids for a simulation. A fucking simulation. We going GRT for our lives not even realizing it was all futile. Nothing we did really mattered, and to them it was like a game

I felt my fist tighetning and Minho putting a hand on my shoulder. I relaxed a bit but not much. Letting my eyes fall for a second as I took a deep breath.

Then everything went dark.

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I opened my eyes to see blurry figures around me, blood everywhere, and there was a slight ringing in my ears. Voices yelling over each other that felt miles away.

"Minho?" I tried to speak but I had no idea if there was sound coming out. My breath moved faster and I could have sworn flashes of a similar situation ran through my mind.

I saw Scott standing above me, then reaching down to help me up. I could see him muttering words to me but my mind couldn't focus, everything was just...too far away.

"Stiles!" He snapped me out of my trance and I looked at him "Are you okay?!"

I didn't correct him that time. Honestly it was because I was too distarcted and was going to give him shit about it later.

"Where's Minho-" I looked down and saw a small peice of paper. I bent down and picked it up

'If you ever want to see your friends again, you'll meet me at the last place we saw each other. See you soon, Thomas. ~ Janson'

"Fuck." I ran my hand through my hair and punched the wall next to me. Too many thoughts ran through my head. We weren't in the maze anymore, we got away, why can't this be over?

"What is it?" Scott looked at me concerned and tried to put a hand on my shoulder. I jolted back and looked at him

"Janson has my friends, and I'm going to find them." I crumpled the note in my hand and exited the station.