Our World Stage | The Death Cure {FANFIC} 3/3 SERIES COMPLETED• ✓

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Anger.

I didn't even know what to say. I was so shocked, but very angry too. I kept quiet majority of out conversation, as I didn't want to interrupt and ruin something. I wanted to scream, and to be honest, I had the right to.

"You shank!" I yelled "You left your kids, and dying wife to survive off of... Nothing!"

"Okay, I understand you're angry—" He said

"ANGRY?! IM PISSED!"

"Please just listen—"

"DONT YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME!"

I stood up, and slammed my fist on the table, shaking the computer mouse.

"Calm down" Janson ordered.

"OOOH, Im just getting started!" I screamed back, "First, you ditch your family, then, you ruin out lives, send W.I.C.K.E.D to destroy the world, and don't even get me STARTED on the antidotes!"

"What do the antidotes have to do with anything?"

I held back a few drops of tears. How is he this dumb and working for W.I.C.K.E.D? Didn't he see everything that was going on in the glade? It was nice of him to not get me killed by the grievers, but that doesn't fix the others stuff he had done.

"I– I" I stumbled. Then, a sudden urge of revenge rushed through me. I wasn't going to let them get away with killing my innocent friends. No. Not happening. "I. Killed. Alby, BECAUSE OF YOU!" I got very mad at the end, and practically made him jump.

"That boy was about to die anyway! You put him out of his misery!" Yelled Janson, and stood up so we could be face to face.

What he was saying was true, but I couldn't believe it. How could he even have the audacity to say that?

"I wanna start things over! I want to have family again" said Janson in a more sadder tone.

"Yeah, Good Luck with that" I said, and stormed off to the door, but he caught my arm to stop me.

"Let. Go" I said, pausing to make an angry glare at him.

"Melissa, without me, you would'n've met Minho. Please give me another chance to star over. Be family again" he said

"No! I have a new family! One that actually cares about me. The Gladers, know more about me than you ever will!" I yelled, and snatched my arms out of his firm grasp. I was so tempted to knock the door down, but something stopped me. Maybe it was because it was one with the censors that detect before you enter/leave and open for you automatically. BUT BESIDES THAT I STILL WAS VERY TEMPTED.

I ran out of that room, I legit was about to puke if someone else will say his name.

Brenda waited for me in the hallway, and we both began walking down one of the corridors.

"What he say?" She asked

"Not important" I replied "Where are the others?"

"Scattered some where" she answered

"Hello everybody" said Newt, and joined our walking-in-the-hallway group.

"Hey" I said

"Where's Thomas? And Minho?" Brenda asked

"Tommy went looking for Minho after he ran of" answered Newt.

Maybe a couple of moments passed, when Thomas and Minho joined us.

"Thomas told me Janson needed to speak with you. What'd he say?" Minho asked, walking right beside me.

"I don't want to talk about it" I answered

"Why did Janson want you?" Asked Thomas

"I swear, if you guys say his name one more time, I WILL puke. Call him Ratman, or something" I replied.

"Okay, so Ratman. What the hell did he need? Just give us a clue so we know its nothing wrong" Brenda said.

"We talked about... The Grievers, nothing important, ok?" I answered.

"Where are we even going?" Newt asked.

We all stopped walking, and just stared at each other blankly. Where were we going? What was our next move? Will there even be a next move?

"Need to make a plan, geniuses" Minho said.

Say we leave this place. Then what? Where so we go?
Say we don't leave this place. Then, will we even survive?

Everybody stared at me, as if I'm now the leader. I am the leaders girlfriend, but not the actual leader. So I said:
"We die anyway no matter what the plan is. I say we exit"