Stay // The Maze Runner

Chapter Four

My ears were ringing. I was numb. "I'm not?" I repeated. "I'm not Immune...."

"Rosie, I'm sorry," Newt said hugging me again. "Why?" I asked. "Why are you sorry? It's not your fault," I said.

He pulled back and held me by my shoulders. He looked confused. I plastered a fake brave smile on my face.

"You alright?" He asked. "Yeah," I said. I felt someone else hug me. And then someone else and someone else until I thought I couldn't breath.

I knew it was the boys, trying to make me feel better, so I pretended it did by hugging them back.

"I wish it was me not you Rosie," Minho said crying. Minho was crying. Big bad Minho was crying, all because of me.

"Hey, don't worry," I said. "None of ye need to be sorry. Shit happens, we'll get over it." "I don't want to have to get over it," Isaac said

All of a sudden, I felt calm. It was like a wave just washed over me, washing away my worries.

"Rosie," I heard Newt say. He had a confused look on his face, but he also looked kind of frightened.

"Why are you so... calm about all of this?" He asked. "Well, there's nothing I can do about so no point worrying," I said, nonchalantly.

The boys seemed lost for words, none of them knew how to respond to me. Here was the girl they all loved, going crazy right in front of their eyes.

RatMan stood up again and cleared his throat. "Woo go RatMan," I shouted from the crowd. That got me an angry glare from him and a nudge from Newt.

"Now that you've all had time to... take in this new information, I have an offer. If ye want I will give ye yer memories back."

People gasped and whispers began to fill the room. RatMan waited for silence before he continued.

"Now it is completely up to the individual. Bare in mind, however that this is the only chance ye will ever get to remember yer families, friends, what life was like before the Maze."

"Now, could anyone that doesn't want to please come up to me, thank you," he said. The room was silent, nobody dared move.

"I dont," someone said. I didn't realise it was me until I was facing RatMan.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "You won't remember your mom or dad or-" "I dont," I said, cutting him off.

The likelihood was these memories wouldn't be my own. Even if they were WICKED probably messed with them in some way.

"Me neither," Minho said. "Or me," said Isaac. They both looked at Newt and Thomas expectantly, but neither moved.

"Very well," RatMan sighed. "Follow me, all of you," he said as he walked off through a door.

"Why?" I asked Newt. "I don't know," he said. "I'm going to die anyway, so what difference does it make?"

"I guess," I said. "You shouldn't let them win though." I squeezed his hand before walking away.

We followed like sheep, right behind RatMan. "In here those of you who want yer memories back."

I peeked into the room and sure enough Isabella was inside there. Thomas' face fell when he saw her there, needle in hand.

"This is yer last chance," RatMan said. We said nothing. "Fine," he sighed once again.

We followed him down my corridors and up about 16 flights of stairs. "In here is where ye will sleep," he said.

"One of the girls will drop up food later," he said shutting the door behind the three of us.

"I'm not staying here," I said, once he shut the door. "You're mad right?" Minho said.

"Clearly, I am getting the Flare you shank," I answered. He looked guilty.

"I just don't want to live out my last days in here, you know? There must be somewhere else we can go, this can't be all that's left in the world."

"I agree," Isaac said. "I'm sick of doing what WICKED want and I want to be finished with them, once and for all."

Minho stood up and paced the room. "And how do you suggest we do that?" He asked.

I say there in silence, I wasn't sure what to do. "I want Ghost back," I said. "We could always go look for her and escape that way."

I walked to the door but it was locked. "Trapped again," I muttered. "We can just ask RatMan for Ghost tomorrow."

"When we get him on his own, we attack him and escape. Or we could get Lucas and Isabella to help or..." I trailed off.

Minho smiled sadly. "That's not going to work," he said. "I know," I answered. "But I'm going to try anyway. I am NOT DYING HERE!" I shouted, slamming my fist against the metal wall.

I could feel hot, angry tears threading to spill but I clenched my eyes shit and but my cheeks. "Calm down, Rosie," Minho said.

"We'll get out of here," Isaac said. "I promise you, we'll figure it out."

I smiled a thank you at him and squeezed his hand before climbing onto the top bunk.

None of us said anything until the food came, and we ate in silence. It wasn't awkward, but we were all tired.

// AN - okay guys, I've started a new Game of Thrones Fanfiction. It's called
"I'm not just a Girl"
Please please read it!

The cover of it is posted above!^

Today is my last day of holidays *sob* so it's a two month cramming session until my final exams :O

I will try my best to update once a week!

I probably started a new fanfic at the worst time ever....

But anyway when you get inspired go for it!

Thank you guys! X //