A few minutes before the Doors close Thomas comes back and not long after that, I see Minho. I am tempted to go talk to Minho, but I also don't want to leave Teresa's side, so I stay put. Not too long after that Minho walks in with food for both of us. I take it gratefully.
"How's the girl?" He asks.
"Teresa." I remind him.
"Oh, right. Teresa. How is she?"
"Nothing has changed so far."
"Do you think she will wake up?"
"I know she will."
"How?"
"I've had dreams about her. She was in the Slammer in one of them. In the others she is with us during one of the deaths."
"Oh." He says and we fall into silence as we finish eating. Once all his food is gone he starts talking again. "How are you doing?"
"Fine." I tell him, which is a half lie.
"No really. How are you?" He says, seeing right through me, as usual. I turn to look at him.
"I'm scared." I say in a small voice.
He scoots closer to me and puts his arm around me protectively. "I wont let anything happen to you. I promise."
"That's not what I'm worried about. I dont care about myself. I'm scared of losing everyone. I-i'm scared of losing..." I hesitate as he looks at me expectantly. "you." I finally whisper.
He pulls me closer to him and kisses the top of my head. "You wont lose me. I promise."
"You can't know that."
"Well you haven't dreamed about it have you?"
"No..."
"Then don't worry. I'll be fine." He promises me. I look up at him, unconvinced, but nod anyway. "Speaking of dreams," He continues. "What was with the one you had the other night? Why did you flip out and run to Thomas afterwards?"
"I found out the name of the girl."
"Yeah, but why was it necessary for you to talk to him about it." They way Minho says "him", with a hint of jealousy in his voice, makes me cringe.
"I uhh... found out who my brother is."
"Really?"
"Yeah. In the dream I was talking to the girl, Teresa. I was telling her that what she was doing was wrong and I tried to convince her to pull you out of the Maze so that you, her, Thomas, and I could run off together. When she refused I got upset and told her to leave, that I wanted to talk to my brother. She said that he wouldnt listen, that he would side with her, but I wouldn't hear it. I wanted to talk to him. She said Thomas was busy and told her I didn't care, he was my brother and I was going to talk to him."
"Thomas? That dumb shank is your brother?"
"He's not dumb, he saved your life."
"I know. And I'm thankful for that, but that doesn't lessen the shock. He's your brother."
"And he worked with Teresa. I didn't trust her Minho. I hated her, wanted her dead, and he sided with her."
"You don't know that."
"Yes I do."
"No you don't. For all you know you guys just couldn't get me out and you refused to leave without me, or maybe Teresa stopped him or something. There were a million things that could have gone wrong." Once again, I think back to the dream where Minho was leaving and I said goodbye. I get the urge to tell him, but now isnt the right time.
"I can feel it Minho. He didn't side with me. He sent me here, or let them send me here. He is on Teresa's side and she was on the Creators."
"Okay. So what if he did? What are you going to do about it? Hate him? Kill him? He doesn't remember anything, just like the rest of us. He's as innocent as anyone." Minho says and I laugh a little. "What?"
"You're starting to sound like Newt." I tell him.
"Klunk. I really have been spending too much time with him."
"There's nothing wrong with that. You two just have a nice bromance going on."
He gags exaggeratedly. "Is that what its called?"
"Yeah. Because you are brothers in heart and you've got that whole brotherly romance thing going on."
"You make it sound so awkward."
"I know. Speaking of romance, what are we?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are we just friends, or boyfriends and girlfriend, or what?"
"Well we kissed, does that not automatically mean we are dating?"
"I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Well I kissed Newt."
"Okay, well we kissed willingly."
"Alright. So we are dating then? You are my boyfriend?"
"Sure."
"Sure? That doesn't sound like the most definite answer in the world."
"I was trying to sound casual." He says and kisses me, his lips surprisingly soft against mine. We pull away and rest my head against his chest.
"So we are dating then."
"Yes."
"Good. It's about time."