TMR Imagines

Thomas: Your Boyfriend Hits You

You run through the Maze, your boyfriend Ben running beside you.
You've been in the Glade for a year now and you two have been together for a 2 months, and it's been okay. But recently things have been getting out of hand. Ben has been getting REALLY overprotective over you. He won't let you talk to the other Gladers anymore. The last time you tried to talk to your friend Newt, Ben was furious. You still have the bruise on your arm from his reaction...That took it to far.
"Let's rest for a second Ben." You say between breaths. The runner stops slowly, turning towards you.
"Sure, Y/N, but just for a bit, we're almost finished with the section."
You nod, biting the inside of your lip. You're gong to do it today. You've been rehearsing the words in your head all day. You are going to break up with Ben.
You take a deep breath."Hey, Ben?"
"Ya?"He replies, taking a big swing from his water bottle.
"I've been thinking a lot lately, about us." This catches his attention right away. Ben puts down his water bottle mid-sip.
"You're a really nice guy and all, but I just feel that we should go our separate ways..." You look up at him. "I hope you understand."
Ben smiles, but more a murderous grin than a joyous one. He begins to chuckle a little bit. This starts to scare you.
"Oh, I understand. I understand completely Y/N."
Suddenly, Ben grabs you by the shoulders and slams you into the Maze wall. "I UNDERSTAND THAT YOURE A COMPLETE SLINTHEAD!"
"Ben! Get your shuck hands off me!" You scream, trying to show him that your not afraid of him. Ben doesn't listen he grabs your wrists and pins you to the wall.
"Did one of the other Gladers tell you something?! Huh?! DO YOU LIKE ONE OF THOSE SHANKS BETTER THAN ME SO YOU DUMP ME FOR THEM!!?" Ben is screaming in your face now causing your ears to ring.
You don't have time to respond before Ben's fist impacts your head, hard.
You cry out in pain. Ben's fingers dig into your wrist, drawing a small amount of blood.
"YOU WILL NOT DO THIS TO ME!" He shouts, causing your head to spin more than it already is.
With no other options showing themselves to you, you scream. You scream as loud and as high as your lungs allow you to.
Ben groans and let's go of your wrists, covering his ears quickly. You fall to the ground, your legs giving out beneath you. Everything's a blur. Ben is on top of you, screaming things at you. His face looks like one of a crazy man. His arms are flying around, impacting your body like bricks. Screams erupt from your mouth, tears streaming down your face.
"Y/N!" You hear someone scream. The next thing you know, Ben is shoved off of you.
You look over in shock to see Thomas on top of him, raining punches down.
"NEVER.TOUCH.HER.AGAIN!" He screams, each word ending with a punch. Ben screams like a maniac, flailing around beneath Thomas.
Suddenly, Thomas' attention turns to you. He quickly rushes over, scooping you up bridal style.
"Y/N..." He breaths out, inspecting your few injuries. Without saying anything else, Thomas stands up quickly. He runs through the maze, leaving Ben on the ground, groaning in pain.
You clutch onto Thomas' shirt, your head pounding. The last thing you see before everything goes black is the Maze doors and the med-jacks rushing towards you.
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You wake up. Your head is pounding, making your vision a blur for the first few seconds. Millions of thoughts rush through your mind, but then you remember.
Ben. The Maze. The break up. Ben snapped. Thomas saved you.
Quickly, you try to sit up, only to be stopped by a sharp pain in your chest. A groan escapes your lips.
"Woah, woah, lay back down Y/N." You hear a voice say, you recognize it as Thomas.
You look over and see him sitting next to you. You instantly realize where you are, the Med-Jack Hut.
"Ugh, my head..." You groan, feeling around your forehead. The feel of cotton bandages travels through your fingertips.
"Where does it hurt?" Thomas asks, scootching forward in his chair.
You stutter for a second."Um, in the side and back."
Quickly, Thomas grabs a bottle and a glass of water from the table next to the bed.
"Here," he says, handing you the glass. Carefully to wrap your fingers around it. A sudden rush is sent through you as your fingers brush against his briefly. Thomas opens to bottle in his hand and hands you two pills from it.
"Painkillers." He states, dropping them into your hand.
"Thanks." You say quietly, swallowing the pills with the water he gave you.
A few moments pass of awkward silence between the two of you.
"How long have I been asleep?" You ask, your still partially dry throat cracking slightly.
"About 2 days..." Thomas answers, staring down at his feet.
"Oh. Wait, what happened to Ben?"
Thomas' eyes widen at the mention of Ben. He bites his lip slightly."He's in the slammer for now. The Med-Jacks are still there checking his wounds."
You look down at Thomas' hands and see that his knuckles are taped up with bandages.
"Thanks, by the way, for what you did in the Maze."
"No problem...I'm just glad your okay." Thomas thinks for a moment before asking,"What happened back there, you know, to make Ben do that?"
You sigh,"I was going to break up with Ben because he was, well, hurting me-"
Thomas interrupts you before you can finish."THAT SHANK! I should've killed him on the spot..." He sighs,"At least he'll be with the Grievers tomorrow..."
"Wait, if he's getting banished, who am I going to run with?"
A small smile plays in Thomas' face."You could run with me if you want."
For some reason this causes a rush of excitement to fizz through you.
"Ya, that'd be great."
You two stare at each other for a moment, smiling awkwardly.
You turn your head away and continue with what you where saying before."Anyways, when I told him that we should go our separate ways, he freaked out and-and-" You look down and see Thomas holding your hand. He gives it a squeeze, you squeeze it back.
"I'm really glad your okay." He says, staring into your e/c eyes.
"I'm really glad your here..." You says. You know it was cheesy but it's true. Something about being around Thomas made you feel safe. Not like being confined in one area safe like Ben made you feel, but safe like being wrapped in a fuzzy blanket. Something about Thomas just felt right...
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HI CHICKLETS!!! Okay so I decided instead of doing just newt imagines but then I decided to do ones for all the characters!! :D! So the next one will either be a Minho one or a Newt one of the same topic :).

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Character: (Example:Newt)
Event: (Example: Smut Scene in the Deadheads)
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Yep, so I hope you Chicklets have a lovely day! (HAPPY 4th of JULY!)

From your favorite Fangirl,
Mary/Marian