𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒚 ||Thomas x reader|| 𝓣𝓜𝓡

016- Good Luck

Y/n's Pov:
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How could Thomas do this, the most determined, stubborn, yet compassionate greenie I've ever met.

You're telling me that the same guy who face planted the minute he got here, ran into the maze head first to help people barely knew, and saved my life is the mole.

Maybe I should've went with my gut when I first thought there was something off about Thomas.

Sure, Newts right I guess. The people we once were don't exist anymore, it matters what we do now.

It just bothers me that he was capable of doing something so inhuman at some point.

As much as I appreciate his efforts the past few days, I just can't see him in the same way as before.

He said it himself, he did this to us, watched us, studied us, of course he sounded guilty and apologetic, how else would you act in a cage surrounded by the people you've tortured for years?

He could be a genuinely sorry, or a hell of a good actor.

Somehow, Newt and Minho seem to have forgiven Thomas immediately and have decided overlook the fact that he is literally the person we've been cursing all these years for putting us here, so I'll just have to judge him in silence.

Whatever plan he's coming up with to get us out of here better work.

"Okay, objective one. Getting through Gally. Any ideas?" Newt inquires.

The group sits in quizzical silence for a few moments, I look expectantly at Thomas for an answer, but he seems to be coming up with a blank.

"Well he's as temperamental as a bull, so how about we just wave a red cape around and he'll come barrelling straight towards it, then the rest of us run right into the maze!"

"Genius. Impeccable planning as always Y/n." Minho praises, his tone dripping in sarcasm.

"I know right? What would you guys have done without me?" I sigh.

"I think we'd be better off- now any actual ideas that don't involve red capes?" Newt sasses.

My hands immediately clutches my heart in feigned offence.

"Wow, good to know my ideas aren't valid here-" I mumble under my breath, as I receive a glare from Newt.

"Gally wants me and Teresa right?" Thomas finally speaks up.

"Yes, well he told me he wants to sacrifice you guys to the maze. I'm really not sure how that's going to help anyone though." Newt explains.

"Then sacrifice us."

Teresa's mouth falls open ready to protest.

"I'm sorry what?" My voice jumps in. Does he really feel that guilty about the situation that he wants to both of them to die? Thomas and death wishes seem to be a re-occurring theme. I don't trust him sure, but I don't want him to become griever snacks either.

"No- Not actually, just make them think your going to sacrifice us. Carry us over like prisoners, tie us up if you have too, it's the easiest way to get close to the entrance isn't it? Then we'll jump up and free ourselves with a clear shot into the maze."

I mull over the plan, it's plausible.

"That- could actually work. But what about the others? Shouldn't we give them a chance to leave as well? Some people might just be too scared to stand up to Gally." Newt adds.