-Amber's P.O.V-
Where to start?
I've counted the days after yelling at Lincoln to keep his distance. Thirty in total. If I were outside with the rest of the kids that I know are somewhere in this building having at least a smaller ounce of freedom, it would be easy to ignore him. But when you're locked in a cell with just him, insanity becomes your biggest friend.
It fools you, so I wouldn't say give your full loyalty and trust. Instead, keep some of the old friends, like sanity. It barely visits me now and it's locked up in my head.
I feel as if I am going insane with every passing day. Dreaming with Thomas was what I wanted to do the most and I have been doing it more often. When sleep knocks at my door, I welcome it with open arms so it can take me out and see the guy who doesn't seem to care enough for me and save me.
As much as I wanted to admit that he wasn't looking for me anymore, another part was screaming that I should not give up on Thomas. He's made big sacrifices for his friends and he likes me, why would I doubt him so much now?
'Because you're in love and the only thing that doesn't throw you down the hollow cliff, is the idea of him coming to save you?' I hear my deep conscious say.
I hear the rustling beside me and I turn to see Lincoln. He's shaking and the closer I take a look at him, the more I can see that he's asleep but violently trembling.
"Lincoln?" I call him out, but he doesn't respond. I try again. "Lincoln?" when the boy doesn't respond to my calls, I find myself getting up and weakly walking over to him.
"Hey, wake up." I shake him side to side with an increasing force. His hair was messed all on top of his head, more than normal. His lips were turning blue and there were red veins coming up his neck. I jolted back immediately banging on the door.
"Help! Someone help!" I've tried this before with no positive results in getting aid. "Lincoln is sick! He's gotten sick, you need to help him." I thought he was immune. I swear he told me he was. Now he's turning into a Crank with me locked up in here.
I know I said I didn't like him, but turning into a Crank wasn't what I wanted to see. There will be a pain, insufferable screams of agony that will pierce my ears through my skull. His screams will terrify me into ripping my ear out.
"He's sick! SOMEONE COME HELP HIM FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" I screamed my lungs out as I banged on the metal door. My cold hands were so numb and my mind was set on helping him that after severe hits, I hear an odd sound and I scream.
My right hand broke. I see the crimson red liquid oozing out of my knuckles as I watch it become immobile. Tears fall like a cascade down my eyes. Lincoln aggressively coughs and I want to go to him and see if I can help him out any further, but I'm afraid.
I'm scared to get closer. I know I've said that dying seems like the better choice while being locked up in here, but fighting to live against Lincoln didn't feel like I'd win. My hand hurt just made it a lot harder for me to even think of defending myself.
"PLEASE! Help..." I beg for help, I'm on my knees beginning for them to have mercy on us and come help.
"Amber..." I turn my head to him and he's eyes are rolling back as if he's possessed. I shake my head and bite down my lip crying out. "Help me...please." he could barely talk, but with how quiet it was down here, I heard him.
"I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT IF YOU HELP HIM!" I was selling my soul for this, for him who I didn't even want to talk with minutes ago. But I couldn't watch him turn into that monster. Red veins grow like the roots of a tree on his face and I close my eyes.
I'm making myself a part of the wall as I watch. "Help me...Amber..." he begs me.
(A/N) Hello peeps!!
Whelp, that sounds troubling. She's lost hope, her sanity is slowly leaving her, her body can't take anymore and she's just given herself up to help Lincoln. Desperate times call for desperate choices, don't they? Thomas where are you? Aris where are you? Amber is drowning and nobody knows.
I know it's a very short chapter, but trust me there's a reason for this. Next chapter will answer it.
Sorry for any misspellings :)
Remember to stay safe <3
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