𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣:
𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝔹𝕖𝕔𝕜𝕠𝕟 ℝ𝕖𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·
I expected it to be death to sweep me up into his arms, it wasn't.I closed my eyes, waiting for the explosion that would steal what life I had left in me. I didn't mind that I was going to die, because I think that not all of me will. Some of me already has. Actually, I think that parts of me die every day.
I think that even when I'm dead, parts of me will live on. And so I waited. I waited for the Grim Reaper to seal my fate- even though I'm not sure I believe in him. But death didn't pick me; not today at least. Yet, someone else did.
I had tried so hard not to scream earlier; not to grab the attention of the others. I didn't want them to sacrifice themselves in a pathetic attempt to save me. I however failed when I was swept off my feet by one of WCKD's guards. And not in a fun way.
I had knew they were coming, I just figured I would die before they reached me, clearly I was wrong. I was grabbed under the arms, and quickly surrounded by a shuffle of guards. I was the dragged along the harsh and unforgiving ground.
I struggled the best I could, trying to wriggle out there grasp. I screamed and yelled as loud I could, "Get the fuck off me!" Yet it was to no avail. I don't think the others noticed me, Thomas and the rest of them, although that's good I suppose.
I reached my hands above my head and tried to hit my kidnapper in the face, failing miserably and bruising my knuckles black and blue in the process. The next thing I know a strange buzz fills the air, rattling my body and blood. I'm out cold.
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Fanfiction𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕦𝕞 : 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕗 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕥. She has lost her lover, she has lost herself, she has lost most things...