The Maze Runner Imagines

"Promise me you'll stop" (for emily)

You bawled your eyes out and rocked yourself back and forth. You hated this feeling. You hated the thought of hurting yourself, but it was what felt right. You leaned against a tree and tried to control your breathing.

Your right hand was dripping with blood because of you gripping the knife. You let it drop and continued to cry. You looked back down at the knife. Moments ago you were close to stopping..you picked it up. The sharp side just a little over your wrist. It barely touched your skin, yet it brought a sharp pain. You winced and wailed.

Stop this, Emily. Stop this. Stop this.

Your mind was screaming. You wanted to, but there was still a thought that said; go! It helps. It really helps, and that's the ones you listened to.

Across your wrist the knife went again. Your blood was a dark red. You tried your best to hold back screams. You were sitting by the deadheads, no one would hear you, you thought.

You stopped and continued to cry.
"Why am I here? Why am I stuck in this place." You screamed and threw the knife. It landed farther than you thought it would.

You sighed frustratedly and ran both your hands through your messy.

You could feel the blood running down your wrists. You looked at it, it isn't enough.

I want to die. I don't want to be in this shuck place anymore.

You got up looking at the shiny murder weapon. You were closer, just about to pick it up when a boy came and pushed you back.

"Emily! Emily, what have you done?" It was Gally. He looked down at your wrists, then into your dark green eyes filled with tears.

"Leave me alone!" You yelled. You tried running for the knife but he pressed his body against you while holding your wrists lightly.

You felt your knees wobble. You fell against him and cried.

"Make it stop. Please make it stop, it hurts, Gally. It hurts so much! I don't want to be here, let me leave, please. Let me die. Just let me die. Then, it will stop hurting, then it will all end." You sobbed.

"No, Emily! No, don't think that way. Please, don't think that way." The boy with a strong head seemed so hurt. The boy who always seemed to care about only himself was pleaded for you to stay. He ran his thumb over your tears to wipe them away. You looked at him. He cared.

"If you leave, Emily I won't ever forgive you."

"What? What makes you think I care if you forgive me or not!" You pushed him away. He quickly regained his balance and ran towards you.

"Okay, you don't care. But please don't think about ever leaving, please don't leave me alone. Emily," you were looking down at your bleeding wrists, "Emily!" He shook you.

You looked at him once again, "I love you, and I know you don't love me back, but I am willing to accept that. Just please don't leave me, please don't hurt yourself again. Please." A tear ran down his cheek.

I love you...please don't leave me.

You hugged him tightly. You sobbed lightly.

"I do, I do love you. Thank you, Gally. Thank you, if it wasn't for you..I would've ki-"

"Shhh, don't say it. It didn't happen, so don't say it." He tore of a part of his shirt and wrapped it around your wrist.

"Don't do this to yourself, please."
You looked away, "promise me you won't ever hurt yourself again..promise me you'll stop." He muttered.

You nodded your head slowly, "I promise."

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