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Sam
"I want to remember." He whispers, before passing out.
I gulp. The medjack rushes over as Thomas starts thrashing around. Jeff holds the grief serum tightly in his grasp, as he pulls back his arm and plunges the serum into Thomas's bicep.
Thomas relaxes as the serum seeps through his veins.
Thomas
I feel the cool liquid rush through me. The grief serum. Suddenly there is a flash, a bang and then I am in the WICKED headquarters.
"It will never work!" A woman screams. Her brown hair swaying as she struggles in a man's arms. "There will never be a cure! Don't trust them Thomas!" Her hazel eyes meet mine. She looks just like Sam.
"Mum!" I scream, my voice sounds foreign, a bitter taste in my mouth.
"I love you! Take care of little Sammy!" She screams as two men in black force her out of the white room. The door slams shut.
"Don't believe her Thomas. We only want what's best for you." I look over to a blonde woman, her piercing blue eyes staring back at me.
He red lips move as she says the next few words, "WICKED is good."
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"Thomas!" A girl giggles. It was Sam.
"What ya want?" I laugh, a smile crossing my face. We were both young, I was the age of 7, she was 5.
"Minho kissed me!" Sam smiles goofily.
"What!" I start to freak out. Sam can't fall in love with another subject! They will loose their memories and forget about eachother.
"What's wrong Thomas? He didn't hurt me." Sam frowns, her hazel hair falling infront of her face, just like our mother's.
"Nothing, nothing. Let just get to our rooms. Dr Paige will get annoyed." I smile.
But that smile was fake, I knew something was happening.
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I stare into the blonde boy's eyes. His brown eyes bore into mine as we begin to lean in. My pink lips touching his. This was perfect. My stomach does somersaults.
We sit in a garden, a huge glass dome above us. Butterflies and bees dance around the flowers.
"I'm not immune." The boy sobs, his angelic voice giving me butterflies.
"Don't worry, I still love you Newt. Nothing will ever break us apart." I whisper, as I wipe away his tears, "Not even the maze."
"I love you too, Thomas." Newt whispers, as we lean in again. This kiss full of passion.
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"DONT LET THEM TAKE HIM THOMAS!" Sam screams as guards drag Minho away from her. A man with a thin face struggles to keep Sam from reaching Minho. "THOMAS!"
I stand there, watching her wrestle the man. "Get off me Ratman! MINHO!" She yells again.
"Knock them out." I snarl.
Sam stares at me with horror. "THOMAS YOU FUCKING TRAITOR! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!"
A nurse plunges a needle into Sam's arm. She goes limp. "SAM!" Minho roars. Another doctor knocks him out. Their bodies are dragged separate ways.
Guilt washes over me. What have I done?
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I peel open my eyes. Newt looks at me.
"Welcome back, bloody lazybones."
A/N: Oh ma gawd! Newtmas is real guys :D
If anyone has a problem about Thomas and Newt, then message me. I decided to do this because James Dashner said in an interview that the character 'Newt' is gay - so I decided to use that.
