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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕋𝕠 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·
5 Years 122 Days Ago"I'm gonna look like her
when I'm older," I exclaimed, pointing at a random character on the screen I found pretty. "Yeah right! You're gonna look more like him!" A young Gally pointed at a dog, but not a cute one, one that was more like the kind that bite your fingers off when you go to pet them."Hey!!" I yelled, hitting him in the back of the head in response. He grabbed the back of his head, "Oww?" I only laughed at him and stuck my tongue out, amused with myself. Our happy moment was rudely interrupted by the sound of the large fire escape doors swinging open.
We both turned around to see Ava Paige, accompanied by two guards. Great, I'd been caught. Ava didn't want me speaking to the other "subjects". She treated me different, I was her daughter, that bit made sense.
Yet, I don't understand why I'm not allowed to speak to the others. I'm only allowed to speak to Teresa and Thomas, which I think is stupid. They're both scientists, but I'm not allowed to join in on that stuff, Ava wouldn't let me.
Gally is my real friend. Thomas and Teresa were mostly nice, but they made me feel like I was in the way. Well- mostly Thomas (who I called major tom because of David Bowie). Teresa always tried her best to make me feel comfortable.
"Y/n." "Come along now, you know you're not mean to be fraternising with the subjects." Ava spat at me, her tone so angry yet somehow also calm and collected. She was like a volcano, everyone lives in fear of her, but she barley ever causes damage. When she does, it's horrible.
I quickly got to my feet, if I didn't comply, she would only make her guards drag me to my punishment. I gave Gally a little wave as I walked off, mouthing 'bye'. I knew exactly what was going to happen to me- she would lock me in my room- away from everyone.
She knew that was what I hated most, not having anyone around, so whenever I would do something wrong, that was her 'go-to' weapon of choice; social isolation.
As I walked down the corridors, my mother Infront of me and her two guards behind me, I noticed how carefully the whole place had been put together, a perfect palace of steel imprisonment.
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I woke up in a cold sweat, I was lying on a concrete floor. I stood up, and through my weariness managed to stumble over to the door. I opened it, waiting for a morning light to awaken me from my sleep-drunk blur; but it didn't.
It was dark outside, the only light being sourced from the soft glimmer of the moon and a few lightbulbs subtly illuminating small areas.
It was calm for a minute, until I heard that dreadful sound. It was one of WCKDs aircrafts. As soon as I heard the noise approaching, my mind went straight into panic- shit- I have to warn the others. No! I need to hide, protect myself.
Before I could even make a decision, my legs had already dragged me out the building and had me running around like a headless chicken trying to think of where the others might be. "Y/n!" Somebody grabbed around my waist from the side, basically running straight into me.
"Chuck," He had scared me at first, but at least he's safe with me now. "Chuck, do you know where the others are? Have you seen anyone? WCKD are comi-" I was interrupted by the sound of distant yelling as all the lights went out.
Thank god- people had realised- maybe now we could go into hiding and WCKD won't find us. I was relieved to see more farmiliar faces as both Vince and Thomas ran out into the open, looking into the distance as WCKDs dron-aircraft-thingy got closer.
"Jeez, they're getting close.." Vince muttered under his breath to Thomas, Thomas was staring at the aircraft, he had that horrible look in his eyes. The look that said: I'm planning on doing something stupid as hell and nobody can stop me.
"Do we need to hide? Are we safe? What's the plan?" I immediately started to question them. I didn't really know their protocol or whatever yet. "Let's just lay low for now, try get some sleep." And then Vince walked off, shortly followed by Thomas, who barley gave either of us the time of day.
"C'mon chucky" I sighed, dragging Chuck along with me. Chuck ran along next to me, his legs doing overtime to keep up with mine.
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When me and Chuck had finally found where everybody was sleeping, I made sure he was comfortable, getting him extra blankets. I miss the glade, we were all safe there. Now, all I have left of the Glade is my friends.
Chuck is like a little brother to me, and I have every intention of keeping him safe and happy. I would do the same for Gally- if he were still here- but he's not. Gally's just a memory now- a fragment of my imagination.
Every time I think of him, It's like he comes back to life for a second. Like he'll be waiting for me somewhere to tell me I'm stupid for missing him. I know he's not, I watched him die. I held his dead body for Christ sake. But, a girl can dream, can't she?
"Y/n?" Chuck whisper-yelled. I had zoned out. "Yeah. Right, sorry. Night chuck," I ruffled his halo-like mess of curly hair, before blowing out the lantern next to him and crawling into my own hammock.
"Night Y/n, I'm glad you're back." He mumbled, turning over to get more comfortable. I found a strange comfort as I stunk into the hammock, It reminded me of my Hammock back in the glade. I had hated it when I was there.
Now, I would give anything to lay in my old hammock for even just a minute. I still remember how when I first arrived at the glade, Gally tied it way too high and I had to get Chuck to try and help me fix it (he also couldn't reach it).
I missed Gally, and his angry hot-headed attitude. I miss everything about him. I don't think I've went five minutes without thinking about him since it happened. He even haunts my dreams now, apparently.
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