Thomas x reader Maze Runner II Scars You Left Behind

Scorch

Newt's POV

We have been walking for hours, trying to find some sign of civilisation. The more we walk, the more heated it becomes and before we know it, everywhere we look there is sand. "Is this a desert? How far did we walk?" Gally asks.

"I don't think we walked that far... but everything seems off around here," I whisper at the end. Siggy (Frypan), Winston, and Minho are in front of me and Y/N is behind me. Way far behind, she hasn't spoken since we left and she looks redder than us boys.

"You brought water right?" She asks, licking her dry lips. I hand her the bottle and see that she can barely keep her eyes open so I help her not spill the drink. Taking off her backpack, she closes her eyes and falls to the ground. All of this is too much for her to handle, "Guys! She's unconscious help me."

I grab the bottle and pour it on her face but she doesn't budge, "She's not waking up what do we do?"

"I could hold her," Minho suggests.

"No, it's too far and if you do that, you will kill yourself."

We shake her head and tap her on the face until she eventually opens her eyes. She gasps and stands up looking around, "We-we gotta turn back! We have to help Thomas!"

Minho grips her arms, "We have to keep going, we don't have enough water to make it."

"Y/N, when we find shelter then we will go back and save the Gladers along with Thomas," Winston tells her.

"Thomas is dead!" Minho shouts making her flinch, "I-i'm sorry, you just gotta let him go." He lets go of her and sighs before we continue to walk. The sun is setting and there is still nothing but endless sand, "Guys, we aren't getting anywhere like this, I suggest we split up," Siggy states.

That isn't a bad idea, I mean no one else seems to have better ideas. They agree, "I'll take the Greenie and Newt, and Winston, you go with Gally and Siggy," says Minho. 

We sit down to sleep so we can keep going in the morning, but first, we open the backpacks. Making sure that they have the exact amount of things as us, water, food, tools and supplies.

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Thomas' POV

The walls shut in front of me as the Griever starts to move towards me. I might not be faster than it, but I think I have had enough experience with these things, to know how to lose it. As I run, the walls move and with each turn I take, the harder it gets for it to fit through the moving walls. Until eventually it gets cut off from me.

After a while of finding my way out, I make it back to where I started. I walk out with my hand on my back, hardly being able to stand up when Alby and Chuck approach me, "Where are the others? Did they make it? Did they die?" Alby asks.

"No, no, they made it, I saved them. I'm going to go back though," I reply sitting down. I ask them for more water and put it in my backpack when Chuck approaches me.

"I changed my mind, Tommy, take me with you."

"Are you sure? We are not coming back, and we are always going to be on the run-"

"I'm sure... I feel safe with you."

I beam at him and wander over to Teresa, "Come with us."

"There is no way I'm stepping foot in that maze!"

I get closer and talk more quietly, "Listen, sooner or later those things will come in here and you know that you can't hide forever. What if something happens to me? What will Chuck do, huh?"

She looks behind me, "I'll do it for Chuck."

I sigh in relief and I lead them to the maze, "Ok, now the second we step in here, you are not to leave me or go in a different direction than me understood? Even if one of us don't make it, you do not stop running!" They nod and walk in behind me as I try and recall the turns we took to find the end. 

It is more difficult than I think, the walls keep on switching. It is getting dark and we decide to rest for a little, although I stay up for a while just in case.  I dont remember sleeping but I wake up and the sun is up again so I wake them up. After a couple of hours, I feel like we are getting closer and I am right, we look at the walls in front of us as they open. We race out while whooping in delight, "We made it!" Chuck exclaims. I take a sip of water and so do they before we look around us, nothing. 

We walk forward until the view around us changes from hard ground to soft ground... and hot. We are in a desert and the sun is turning our faces red extremely fast. My stomach rumbles loudly so I pull out three buscuits and pass it to them, I know it isnt enough but we dont know how long we will stay out here.  I have no clue whatsoever what we are doing but I guess we are going to keep going until we find shelter or the others. I hope they are alright... I hope Y/N is alright, she must think I'm dead. 

"Can we take a break?" Chuck speaks out of breath.

"Fine, but Im worried about the sun. We are going to get burnt alive."

He starts removing his jacket but I stop him, "Leave it on."

"Im melting, are you crazy!"

"If you take it off, you will get badly sunburnt, it is like a hat...but for your arms."

"Yeah he is right, you are going to be hot either way," Teresa adds.

He groans when I notice buildings in the distance, all run down and buried in sand. "Guys just a little further and we could sit beneath that shelter," I say pulling them up. 

We make it and Chuck slumps right under a broken building, well half of it.  Teresa walls over to me and grins, "Hey, thank you for making me come with you. Also for Chuck, he was waiting for you to come back and he believed you would. He was even telling me that you are his favourite of all the Gladers," she chuckles.

"Really?"

"Yeah, well you and Y/N. Apparently everyone likes Y/N."