Understand Me

5

Teresa's POV

I opened my eyes tiredly but I closed them when I saw my light on. I rubbed my eyes and adjusted them to my surroundings. I looked over to my clock and it seems that I was asleep for 5 hours. I was a bit surprised when I realized that no one sent for me.

Seeing that I had time before it was 9:00, I looked for my book. I opened it as soon as I touched to the first page. I remember when I first got the book, Jo gave it to me when we got back to the facility. I wasn't very expressive at the time so she told me to write down everything I felt.

I never liked reading what I wrote but for some reason I feel like I would be comforted. Turning the pages and skimming over my handwriting I noticed something. My dreams were getting more vivid everyday and my doubts about WCKD were growing stronger. Something caught my attention, a page that was tucked into the sleeve of the book cover. It was something I wrote a couple days ago.

I know this may sound weird but, I feel like I might have been drugged.
I started feeling confused because I never recalled writing this.

I think I may have had my memories taken away.  It sounds crazy but you don't ever have recurring dreams that are so vivid. I told Henry who works on my floor with me about it, kinda. I just told him what I was going through. He said that what it might be a memory, from when I was younger that I never remembered until something triggered it. I think the dream might have been real and that its a memory.

I stopped reading to process everything. I looked over the writing for some reason to see if it was mine and it was. I continued to read it.

This "dream" is proving everything I thought about WCKD. I'm going to confront Jo today and ask her about it. I am certain now that this is more than a dream. If I am reading this now  and I don't remember it then, I was right. WCKD isn't good.

I let the page fall out of my hands. I still didn't believe this was true, but I probably don't because I don't remember it. Now it all makes sense. It was Jo, she was there all the times I felt dizzy or confused. My head started to hurt from putting the pieces together.

I took the page and wrote on the corner: You were right. Re read to remember. Careful on what you do next. I closed the book and put it on my bed. Before I knew it I was on my way to Jo's room. I don't even know if she was there but this was the time she usually took her break.

I scanned my ID to open up the hallway that led to her room. I slowly made my way over to her room trying to think about how I was going to talk to her. As I reached her room I was going to open the door but I heard her talking, very loudly.

"I'm tired of this of lying!" This isn't what I signed up for." I heard her say.
"You signed up for this the moment you called us telling us you found them." The voice seemed to be Counselor Paige's. "You better fix whatever mess you have created with her, Kristina."

Kristina? What was she talking about? Who was she talking about? Since I let my curiosity get the best of me I checked the door to see if it was lock. It wasn't. I turned the door knob as quietly as possible and I opened the door slightly. Jo was siting in her chair, talking to Counselor Paige via video conference.  

"I know, I know I did. But this is getting out of hand. Teresa is a good kid she doesn't deserve anything that is happening to her." Jo said.
"I agree, but you knew what was going to happen after you agreed. You weren't suppose to get too attached."

"How was I not suppose to get attached!" She yelled so hard that I almost shut the door, thinking that she might see me. She wasn't looking over at her door though instead at Counselor Paige. "That moment I called in I had to change who I was completely! So sorry for getting too attached to Teresa because I was pretending to be her dead sister!"

I stood there completely froze. I had no idea what was happening, or even what I was feeling. How is this all possible? Is she really not my sister, she isn't Jo? I felt my eyes tearing up as I started to process everything. It seems to make sense now. We don't look the same, she doesn't look anything like Jo; except her eyes but that's it. Everything that she has done, the real Jo wouldn't have done anything like this.

"So what are you going to do? Are you going to tell her and risk everything?" Counselor Paige asked her.
"No of course not. I would never do that to WCKD." She said calming down.
"Good I hope this won't be a problem anymore Kristina?"

"Call me Jo from now it makes it easier." She sighed.
"Very well Jo, fix all of this and everything will be fine."  Counselor Paige said before signing off.

I closed the door immediately and wiped away the tears that managed to escape. I knew right there and then I knew I had to make a choice. What do I confront her about? I took a couple steps back to make it seem like I was walking up to her door.

Her door finally opened after and I braced myself for whatever was going to happen next.

"Teresa what are you- what are you doing here?" She asked trying to calm herself down. I seemed to have no control over my body because I walked right up to her and hugged her. This seemed to catch her by surprise, even me because she was very reluctant in hugging me back.

"I'm so sorry." I told her honestly. I was sorry for Kristina, the girl that was put up too something she didn't want to do, but she didn't know that I was sorry for that.

"It's okay," she paused and sighed hugging me tighter. "sisters fight all the time. Right?" I fought back the tears and bit my lower lip.
"Yeah it's funny, our fights were never like this when we were kids. " She gave me a smile and that proved that she wasn't Jo.

Suddenly the alarms started going off. Jo-Kristina ran into her room and grabbed her walkie.

We have intruders. They seem to be younger than 18 years old with 2 adults with them. They are heading towards the prisoners cell.

Thomas was here I knew it and by the look Kristina had so did she.

A/N: So... Plot Twist? Yeah I can't believe I went there but I wanted to spice things up. So here we go, let me know what you think.

Kayla