𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒚 ||Thomas x reader|| 𝓣𝓜𝓡

011- New discovery

Y/n's Pov:
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I briskly walk in-front of the two boys as they carry a limp Alby back towards the glade.

Should I be helping? Probably.

Am I gonna help? No.

I'm a feminist- sure, but I think this time the boys can do some heavy lifting. Besides, I am not in the mood to work together with Minho.

He thinks he can justify abandoning me with "I was fearing for my life."

You think I wasn't?

I just can't see him the same way anymore. Never in a million years would I expect Minho to leave me behind, its a betrayal I never saw coming. If anything I assumed Thomas would bail.

I guess Thomas is more dependable than I thought, and I've only known him for three days.

I used to be able to trust Minho, I would've done anything for him, clearly he wouldn't do the same for me.

I have to re-evaluate our relationship.

He's just a coward, who turns tail and runs when things get hard.

I don't want to throw away 2 years of friendship over this, but I'm going to need some time.

I mean me and Thomas almost died- what, 5 times? While this kid was just jogging around leisurely somewhere.

Exhausted grunts echo from behind me.

"Sure you don't wanna help out?" Minho inquires, heaving.

Speak of the devil.

"Oh? Like how you "helped out" by running away and leaving me and Thomas to carry all the weight?" I snap.

"I walked right into that one." He sighs.

"Yeah that's odd, 'cause it seems like you walk away more often."

"How long are you going to be like this?"

Does he think I can just forget what he did?

"As long as I damn please."

He stays silent this time, as I turn back around hiking further away from them.

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A sliver of the glade is visible though the entrance, the doors just beginning to open.

I never thought I'd live to see it again.

No matter how much I complain about the glade, I have to admit, I missed it.

Anticipation fills me, excited and anxious to reunite with Newt. I know he must've been worried out of his mind, probably even grieving our losses, since no one has ever spent a night in the maze and lived to tell the tale.

As the door almost fully opens, light pours into the maze, the sun brightly illuminating the hallway. I can make out silhouettes of people peering into the entrance, no doubt searching for signs of life.

I spot Newt Immediately, the tallest boy in the crowd, a hand sits on his forehead shielding his eyes from the blazing sun.

I begin to run forwards, unable to contain my excitement.

"Holy shuck guys look!" Chuck yelps, as he catches a glimpse of us.

I'm sprinting at this point, relief gracing my previously upset features.

Newt stays frozen in place, a look of disbelief splays across his face.

I run into him harshly, engulfing him in a bear hug, he immediately wraps his arms around me tightly, returning the gesture.