Your POV:
You climbed up a tree, the tallest one you could possibly find. You stayed quiet. You took this time to gather your thoughts
Where the heck am I? You wondered.
You tried to remember but your mind was filled with black darkness. Your memories gone. Though you could recognize your surroundings perfectly. It was as if someone went though your mind and stole your childhood but kept the uniportant stuff behind and just ran.
You looked at your hands. Just noticing that you couldn't even remember your parents.
Your name was the only thing that connected you to your past now...that you could grasp and remember.
"Hello?"
Pausing your thoughts your jolted your eyes towards the voice.
"I'm not gonna hurt you or anything. I just wanted to talk." The voice announced again. It was a boy.
He was right under you. Right under the tree now. Now was your chance.
You jump off the tree and Shoulders and your tipped him to the ground and you on top of him. Your fist ready to strick.
He put up his hands. He was certainly startled of your sudden attack.
"Who the hell are you?" You asked, still holding your fist ready to knock the boy out.
His brown eyes under his brown sweaty hair made eye contact with yours. He gave you a safe stare. Like he was trying to tell you he wouldn't hurt you. But how could you trust him? He wasn't even telling his name.
"Are you gonna tell me your name or not." You rolled eyes. "Or should I punch you?"
As if in a trance he snapped a bit. Then sighed. "Thomas."
YOU ARE READING
Running through Mazes (Newt and slight Thomas x reader)
Fanfiction"(y/n)" Your jolt open,or you think there open. All you could see was pure blackness. Cold stale air entered your lungs. Ruste of metal entered your nose making you think of the taste of blood. How do you know how blood taste like? You thought for...
