It's been weeks since the last time I slept without seeing there faces or if I'm being honest ever since chuck died I never did sleep as well. I guess the others made it worst it's hard without newt looking over my shoulder and telling me what I can and cannot do. But, I'm glad I have Minho I don't know what I'd do without him by my side we've been together through thick and thin. I'm even glad Gally is here and I shucking hated the guy but we're better than we once were. Brenda and Jorge are still as close as ever and I'm happy they stuck with us even if they weren't fond of us at first, Nobody usually is, We've been in the safe haven for a while now you can here the children laughing smiling you can even see gally or even me smile once in a while but it's very unlikely. Minhos' getting worried if I was him I would be to but he knows how tuff it is because he's going through the exact same thing. It's now gotten quite late everyone's still carving love once's into the stone. While I'm sitting next to Minho out of nowhere he brings a necklace into my face and says " You had this on you when you were out." I then slowly take it from his hands to examine it "Figured I'd keep it safe for ya"
"Thanks Minho" I quietly say back "see you out there" he firmly grabs my shoulder and vanishes in the crowd. I then wrap the necklace around my hand and look at it for a good few seconds I see a latch that opens it up and inside I find a piece of paper so I slowly start to unfold it and I, Thomas slowly realise it's from my best friend Newt, I take one big breath and the I start to read. (Play the video if you want)
Dear Thomas,
This is the first letter I can remember writing. Obviously, I don't know if I wrote any before the maze.But, even if it's now my first, it's likely to be my last
I want you to know that I'm not scared. Well, not of dying. Anyway, its more forgetting. It's losing myself to this virus, that's what scares me.
So every night I've been saying there names out loud. Alby, winston, Chuck
And I repeat them over and over like a prayer and it all comes flooding back.
Just the little things like when the sun used to hit the Glade at that perfect moment right before it slipped beneath the walls.And I remember Frypan's stew. I never thought I'd never missed that stuff so much. And I remember you
I remember the first time you came up in the box, just a scared little greenie who couldn't even remember his own name. I laughed at that bit From that moment you ran into the maze. I knew I would follow you anywhere. And I have. We all have. If I could do it all over again, I would. And I wouldn't change a thing. My hope for you is when your looking back, years from now, you'll be able to say the same. The future is in your hands now, tommy. And I know you'll find a way to do what's right. You always have. Take care of everyone for me. And take care of yourself. You deserve to be happy.
Thank you for being my friend
Goodbye, mate
Newt
As I read that last line silent tears rolled down my cheeks but even though that was his final goodbye I still had a huge grin on my face. That night I had the first dreamless sleeps I have had in ages. Early in the morning I went to the wall and carved Teresa, chuck and newts name into the stone. Slowly but carefully walking away from the stone he starts to come to the realisation that his friends were watching Over him and the others knowing that brings another huge amount of happiness upon his broken sole.
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Running Home (REWRITING)
FanfictionStiles stilinski better known as Thomas a WCKD co-worker, a Glader, a survivor and the beacon of hope for all the people he may cross. He is there leader and yet for him something is missing. Maybe, the loved once he doesn't remember or the ones h...
