Till The End (TMR x TW fanfic)

Chapter 11

Third POV:

Thomas left the group and when up to his room and sat on his bed, he ran his hand's through his hair scratching it and sighed resting his elbows on his knees. He was tired mentally, more of his memories were coming back good as well as bad ones. Reuniting with the pack had stressed him out more than he thought it would.

There was a knock on the door making Thomas jump a bit, he sighed again and shook his head.

"Come in," he said tiredly

"Hey kiddo, you alright?" his dad said as he came in and leaned on the door folding his arms.

"Yeah... it's just that it was much harder than I thought it would be y'know, talking to the pack about what happened and all."

"Mind if I sit with you?" his dad asked. Thomas just scooted over to make room and nodded his head slightly.

"I mean I want to give them the benefit of the doubt since I knew them from before and I have memories of the pack and how close we were back then, even with some disagreement that we had because of our opinions being different from one another. But I'm just not the same skinny, defenseless, 'Stiles' that everyone knew."

Thomas felt a light hand rest on his shoulders, he flinched a little bit but looked up to see his dad with a small simile on his face but it didn't fully reach his eyes and he couldn't describe what it meant. "Look, Thomas... You are my son and I don't care if your not the same 'skinny, defenseless, 'Stiles'' that you were before. You being alive here with me is what counts."

Thomas gave his dad a small smile and looked back down at his hands.

"Thanks Dad." Thomas said softly, his dad pats him on the back softly and got off the bed.

"And as for the pack... try to give them a chance and if they don't like the way you are now... then screw them." His dad chuckled at the end and walked away. As the Sheriff walked out of the room, Thomas laid down in bed hoping for a night without nightmares to sleep but that wasn't in the cards for him.

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Minho's POV:

It's night time and it's been a few hours since Thomas went to his room. I went up to see how he was doing, to see him laid down and in what it seems to be a peaceful sleep so I just got a blanket that was beside him, covered him up, and left.

I went back down to see the gladers plus Scott, Malia, Lydia, and Kira that decided to stay preparing to watch a movie. "WELL, WELL, WELL, what do we have here?" I asked loudly and all of them jumped looking up at me.

"JESUS MINHO! Trying to scare the life out of us?!" Kira scolded me, I just laughed.

"Sorry sis" I said chucking. she just sighed

"Anyways, we were about to start a movie marathon. Care to join us." Lydia asked.

"Sounds fun! What are we watching?" I asked them as I jumped over the sofa and sat down.

"For the first movie, we are going to be watching The Notebook!" Lydia said shaking the remote eagerly. The other 3 just groaned in dismay "Seriously Lyds? The Notebook? Again? We've seen it a million times already!" Scott tried to reason with her but it was no use she already had the movie on the tv for us and sat down on the sofa and just shrugged.

"Well, they haven't seen it yet" The 3 just rolled their eyes and sat down as well.

By the time the first movie ended, everyone besides me and Scott was asleep, I just chuckled.