The Maze Runner Imagines

The Rose | Thomas

Thomas's P.O.V
*Flashback to the glade*

We were all intrigued by this single, purple, rose in a bunch of red ones. We all surrounded it with such awe, especially (y/n). Her eyes lit up when she told us about her encounter in the forest. Most of everything here was green or brown or the only flowers we had, red roses. Never in the 3 years that anyone was here had we seen another color in nature, other than the food, of course.

We stood now in front of the beautiful rose. Newt watered it and spread a bit of rich soil around the unique rose and the red roses.

"This is amazing!" (Y/n) screamed with joy. My heart swelled with happiness, it did that whenever I was around her.

"You know what!? This isn't just a purple rose! This signifies our friendship, and that we'll be with each other through thick and thin..." she turned to me, looking slightly worried, "no matter what."

She seemed to whisper those last few words. For a split second, she looked like she was about to tell us her deepest, darkest secrets, but that disappeared right away; I didn't bother to ask. 

"So, are you sure it signifies just a friendship?" Minho put his arm around her.

"Oh, shut it, shank! I know you secretly love me, but yes. It only signifies friendship love! Like I said, I think this cute lil rose should signify our bond. It may be a little off and probably different, but the red roses will save her! They'll be there for her!"

Once again, she had that look.

"Hey! Why does it have to be a her?" Newt said.

"I was just giving an example.." she looked me straight at me, then looked away quickly.

Thomas's P.O.V
*present time*

(Y/n)'s back was turned to us while she let everyone in. I stared at her for a split second. She knew she would be this way.

No, she couldn't have known. If I hadn't left her back in the glade this wouldn't have happened! She wasn't implying anything.. she wasn't.

She was, Thomas.

No! No, she wasn't. How could she have been? What if everything was set up? What if she's doing this against her own free will?

Set up? So, you leaving her like a coward was set up?

No...but the purple flower? The name of this place. What it symbolizes...

"What are you playing at, (y/n)? 'The Purple Flower', really? Are you still taunting me?" I screamed.

(Y/n) turned around to face me. She walked towards me, and stopped inches away from my face.

"Oh, Thomas... why don't you learn?" She said loudly. A look of sadness took over her, I think?

Before I could process anything else that was happening, she stabbed me in the gut with a knife I hadn't seen in her hand before.

My knees went weak and all my weight fell on her. She held me in her arms while I bled.

"Hold on, Thomas. Please hold on" she whispered for only me to hear before I passed out.