THE NIGHT WE MET; thomas x fem!reader

CHAPTER THREE; we spend a night in the maze

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PART ONE
We Spend A Night In The Maze

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" y/n's point of view "

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"GOTTA KEEP WALKING." Minho said as he and Thomas held Alby up by the arms, me grabbing his legs in front of them. "Come on."

We groaned turned a corner.

"Okay, just sit him down. Sit him down. Ugh." We sat Alby against one of the walls.

I jumped at the sound of a Griever screeching again and cursed under my breath.

"This isn't gonna work." Minho said to Thomas and started moving. "We gotta go. We gotta go."

"Wait, wait, what are you talking about?" Thomas stuttered while Minho paced. "We gotta do something. We gotta hide him."

"Where?" Minho snapped.

"I don't know, Minho, just think. You're telling me there's not a single place we can take him?"

Minho pushed Thomas against the wall. "Listen to me, shuck-face, all right? Take a look around. There's nowhere to go."

"Minho..." I sighed and his anger dropped for a moment.

Minho let Thomas go and stood up, looking down at him.

"You don't get it." He said. "We're already dead."

Thomas stood up. He was looking at something just behind Minho and walked past him over to a wall covered in moss and vines. He turned back and looked at Minho and I and told us his plan.

We tied Alby up in the vines and pulled on one end of it to lift him up. He was heavy, so it was hard, but we soon got him quite far up the wall. I was anxious, though, because the sun had gone down, meaning the Grievers were bound to be nearby soon.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Thomas asked Minho. I couldn't see behind me, but I was sure it wasn't good. "What are you doing?"

"We gotta go. We gotta go." Minho repeated.

"No, no, no." Thomas protested.

"No, we gotta go." Minho insisted.

"Just a little more and we'll tie it off." Thomas pushed.

"No, no, no."

"Minho, come on, dude." I turned my head slightly.

"Stay with us, Minho, okay? Just a little more. We're almost there." Thomas went on and pulled the vine.

"I'm sorry." I heard Minho's voice say behind us and my head snapped around.

"Minho? What?" My eyes went wide in panic as Minho let go of the rope and ran.

Thomas and I slid across the stone ground and into the wall.

"Minho!" I called after him but he turned the corner.

There was a Griever screech nearby and I squeezed my eyes shut, still holding onto the vine tightly.

"Y/N..." Thomas said softly. "Come on, we gotta finish this."

I nodded, but heard the metal clanking around the corner.

"Thomas." I whispered and pulled him and the vine with me as I hid in the vines by the wall.