the maze runner gif series; 'running'

[1] Thomas

You're a runner and you wounded your leg in the maze. The Gladers are waiting for you to come back.

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"Newt, please I have to save her," Thomas begged. He couldn't leave you out there, he just couldn't. He would be devastated if you wouldn't come back.

"Thomas, no. Can't you see it? She isn't going to make it. And if you run in there right now, neither will you. We already lost her." Newt said, trying to talk some sense into Thomas. He understood Thomas, you were like a little sister to him and he couldn't bare to lose you. But there was nothing to do about it anymore. Fate had decided.

With that statement, Thomas' heart broke. He couldn't even think about a life without you, without seeing you when he woke up. It felt unrealistic. Like you would come back tomorrow. But deep down he knew you wouldn't come back. That he would never see you again.

His brain was screaming at his muscles to start moving and save you. Alby had however ordered two Gladers that stood close to Thomas to hold him in case he tries something.

There you were. In the Maze. You were limping and you knew you weren't gonna be able to get to the Glade in time. You just had to see Thomas for one last time.

The Gladers that weren't experienced with running were screaming at you to move faster so that you might be able to make it. The runners, like Minho and Newt, already knew your fate.

You were fifty meters from the Glade when you slumped down. Your leg gave in. Tears had already formed in your eyes. You cupped your mouth with your hands. "Thomas. I- I love you."

Thomas tried to fight himself free. A flame started burning inside of him when you screamed. "Newt, we've got to save her," he pleaded.

"We would never make it back in time. The doors have already started moving," Newt said. His face was made of stone not wanting to show any emotion. On the inside Newt was breaking down. You had helped him recover when he thought there was nothing left to live for. You always were there for him.

"I love- I love you too," Thomas screamed back, sobs escaping his throat. With as last words exchanges between the two of you, the doors closed. He fell to his knees. The Gladers that had been holding him let go.

Thomas vowed to get revenge on the people that put him there. That took his precious significant other from him.

The night came. Thomas didn't move from his place at the door. He was going to be the first one to run through the maze.

"Shuckhead, you've got to get away from here. Just accept it. She is dead." Minho sat down next to him. "I'm sorry for what happened, but this isn't gonna make it better. So, get up and go to bed."

Thomas didn't realize you were dead until Minho said you were. You were dead. He couldn't remember much from that point anymore. It was all a haze.

The following day they found your clothes in front of the doors. Everyone had looked with sympathy at Thomas expecting to see him broken. Thomas however showed nothing except anger. His fist were clenched, eyebrows furrowed and he had a murderous look on his face. He had allowed the anger to take over instead of grief.

Alby has ushered everyone away and put a hand on Thomas' shoulder. "We're gonna shuck them up."

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