Maze Runner Imagines//Preferences

"Im so sorry I couldn't save you"

Okay I made this because I wanted to try something new??? A sad imagine route because im evil :)

Third person view!

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Thomas

Imagine if you didn't make it through the night the grievers came in killing off the gladers.

Imagine you were inches close to safety...to him.

Imagine the look on his face when you died right in front of his eyes. Him running down to you shaking from what had happened.

Imagine the amount of guilt washing over him feeling like he could've, no, should've done to save you. He was there watching those monsters snatching you away from him. He could've prevented this from happening...

Imagine the gladers looking down on sorrow at the sight of you and Thomas. Mourning their brothers and sister, some even crying on the side not being able to control their emotions.

Imagine all of the happy memories clouding in his mind as he caressed your now lifeless body in his trembling hands. Reminiscing your beauty and affection that brought him hope that maybe just one day they would all escape the maze and live a happy life.

Imagine him kissing your lips just one last time, imagining that you were still alive to feel his love and affection.

Imagine the boys leaving you two alone, oh how they wished this would've been a different situation.

Imagine him just screaming out in pain that you left him, no, that they took you away from him. You were his world, and now they were going to pay for it.

Imagine ..."I'm so sorry I couldn't save you y/n"

Minho

Imagine all of the boys holding him back as he tried his hardest to try and save you.

Imagine running as fast as you possibly could to make it, to make it to safety, to your so called 'home', to him.

Imagine the tears falling from your face knowing that no matter what, you weren't going to make it.

Imagine his face as he watched the doors close on you. No matter the dreadful fate that was now passed onto you, you smiled at him. With glossy eyes and a trembling mouth.

Imagine..."I love you Minho" being the last words you say to him.

Imagine all of him just crashing down onto the floor. Screaming out with all the pain and anger in his body at the doors, at the so called creators. Punching the concrete walls with his ball of fists, his veins popping out of his head and forearms.

Imagine the boys giving him space and Newt trying to comfort him. Though, he knew it wasn't going to help, but he needed to know that he wasn't alone in this. The glade lost someone special today.

Imagine Minho going to the wall and placing his hand on it, imagining that you were there. Hoping that you were there, sending all of his love and affection that he could muster up hoping that you were just on the other side of the wall receiving his message.

Imagine that you were. Your back against the cold wall crying into your knees whimpering out in pain.

Imagine this being the moment that Minho realized he wanted to become a runner. To pass on what you were so supposed to finish, to get everyone home their real home.

Imagine ..."I'm so sorry I couldn't save you y/n"

Newt

Imagine the look on his face as he saw the scratch on your arm growing, turning your body into one of those cranks. Day by day you could slowly feel yourself changing into those monsters.

Imagine him not leaving your side, holding your hand like it was the last. Favoring every kiss you shared knowing that it would soon come to an end.

Imagine you were the only one up during the night, staying close to the small fire Minho had made.

Imagine Newt waking up seeing you distressed, his arms wrapping around you.

Imagine studying his face, from his warm eyes to his soft plump lips, placing your hand over his cheek. Giving him your best smile.

Imagine telling him the news, that you didn't want to carry on anymore. That you would rather kill yourself then become one of those things.

Imagine .."No, no I'm not letting you do that to yourself, to us y/n!"

Imagine you keeping your calm and steady state for him, looking him in the eyes "I-I don't want to become one of those monsters newt...I don't want to live in a world where all I do is cause destruction"

Imagine the next day you have a gun in your hand, and tears streaming down. The rest of the group began to walk away leaving you and Newt alone.

Imagine savoring the last hug, snuggle, laugh, cry, and kiss together in this moment. Caressing his cheek "I love you Newt"

..."I love you too Y/n"

Imagine him walking away from you with tears streaming down, straining himself from looking back knowing that he would've tried to stop you.

Imagine him breaking down onto the sand crying out in pain as he heard the gun go off.

Imagine..."I'm so sorry I couldn't save you y/n"

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Sorry for any spelling mistakes ?????