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

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"Oh" I said.

Seriously Mel?

Minho sniffled, but didn't let the tears go down. 

"Did you say anything to her?" I asked.

"No. I don't know what I would say" he sighed, " Mel, she's a crank. I-I don't know if she even remembers her own sons"

"Of course she remembers her own sons, she's a mother" I said, realizing something that never should have happened.

There was a long moment of silence.

"You never told me you had a brother" I said.

"I don't" Minho said

"Oh, well, you just said sons instead of son" I responded

His face got a slight shade of red.

"How do you remember your mom anyway?" I asked.

Minho shuffled around.

A heavy feeling sunk into me.

 He got his memory restored while we were at W.I.C.K.E.D. Theres no way he could deny it.

"Minho, I know your lying" I said, looking him dead in the eye, "you got your memory back at Wicked didn't you?"

"I... I did"he replied.

"You let them into your head, and... Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"I didn't want you to freak out"

"I'm not going to freak out Minho, I just want to understand why you decided to let them get inside you"

"I hated not knowing anything about my past life Mel. You probably wouldn't know how that feels like though, you know everything"

"And I hate it. It hurts Minho."

"I know now, but I needed to find out about my family. I hated living clueless, and you know me, I would much rather live in pain than be lost"

"I guess... You could've told me, you know I would never judge you"

"I know.  But I'm saying this now because I have a very strong feeling you're hiding something too."

I looked at him in the eyes, and guilt ate me away. I need to tell him the truth. The truth about Janson.

"And I really didn't want it to seem like you don't trust me. I hope that feeling is false" Minho said, "If there's something you want to say you should say it now, because I'm not going to deal with it later"

"Okay" I said, "There are a few things that I think you should know"

This is going to be a mess, but keeping secrets away from him killed me on the inside.

Minho had a confused look on his face.

"You never keep secrets away from me" he spoke up.

"These ones just took a harder time to process"I said.

I took several deep breaths, and slid down from the counter, but clenched onto the edge.

"Look, when we woke up in those dreaded corridors at Wicked, and Janson pulled me away, we had a talk" I began

"What kind of talk? What did he tell you?" Minho said.

I was at loss for words, my lips trembled slightly, and I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth to prevent tears.