𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | Scorch Trials | Thomas ✔️

A16: 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴

Grace

By the time me and Thomas reached the camp, the helicopters already began to fly lower towards us, shooting bombs towards the camp as explosions sounded one after the other, causing screams to echo and people to run away in panic. Both me and Thomas skidded to a stop as we stared in shock at the scene playing in front of us. People ran every which way to avoid the ongoing explosions and the oncoming Wicked soldiers that now pointed their guns at the people, firing their electric bullets at them. 

My eyes quickly scanned the chaos in search for my brother and our friends, quickly both me and Thomas began to run again in search for the rest of the gladers. "Brenda." He muttered as he came to a stop his eyes wide as he remembered the girl still left in the medical hut. "Go. I'll find Newt and the others." I replied, realising the only way to find the others was to split up. 

I quickly turn to run the other way however a tug on my jacket pulls me back as I collide with Thomas' chest, his lips quickly meeting mine in a passionate and desperate kiss. Thomas slowly pulled away, his thumb running over my cheek. "Be careful." he muttered as I nodded a reply as I reluctantly left his grasp, going our separate ways to save our friends. 

I quickly rushed through the tents, dodging the flying bullets, Wicked soldiers and flying shrapnel. My head twisted and turned in search for my brother and our friends, finally making out their figures as they crouched behind multiple barrels and crates. 

"Where's Grace and Thomas?" I heard Newt ask to the others, slightly hearing the worried tone in his voice from my distance. "I'm here." I said, making all their heads turn towards me as Newt rose from his position behind a metal barrel before pulling me back down with him, embracing me in a tight hug as he let out a sigh of relief. 

"Where's Thomas?" Frypan asked as he looked around at the chaos before turning back to me. 

"Looking for Brenda." I replied as I lifted my hand to reach up for my katanas. "Shit." I muttered as my hand only felt the air around me as I realised I had left them in the medical tent, too caught up with the deaths of my friends to realise that I left them. It's time I learnt a different way to defend myself. I thought

I quickly looked around for any other weapons to use however I came up empty. I looked around as I saw Vince and Harriet stood next to one of the broken down trucks, shooting at the Wicked soldiers. 

I quickly rushed towards the two, once again dodging the different flying objects as the rest of the boys followed after me. "Vince! Harriet!" 

"Come on! Over here." 

"How can we help?" 

"You need to cover us. Ammo!" Vince shouted, leaning down to hand Minho his shotgun. "Hey. Do you know how to use this thing?" He asked to a confused and slightly scared Minho, moving to another machine before he could answer as the boy began to shoot. 

"Cover me!" Vince yelled as he began to tinker and fiddle with the machine gun on the back of the truck. "This fifty's our only chance!" 

"Grace. Use this." Harriet said passing me a small handgun. I looked at the gun in my hand for a second, the weapon obviously  much different to the ones I used back in the glade, the different kind of weapon feeling weird my hands. However I quickly brushed the feeling off and began to shoot at some of the soldiers, occasionally missing them and occasionally hitting them, quickly becoming used to the gun as more and more soldiers appeared. 

I continued to shoot at one of the soldiers shooting at me, his bullets luckily missing me however only by a few inches. A frustrated huff leaving my lips as a bullet barely missed my ear. I continued to scan the chaos, watching for anyone who snuck up on us.