The Maze Runner: Imagines and Preferences [Currently Closed]

Imagine #2: Thomas Brodie-Sangster

Warning: This chapter has a focus on domestic abuse.

You ran out of your boyfriend's house. You were used to Jacob shouting at you and him hitting you but he had been doing it a lot more frequently. You ran into the street, not caring about the heavy rain outside.

You stopped and pulled your compact mirror out of your bag. A few dark bruises had started to appear on your face. You quickly pulled out your foundation and covered up your bruises.

You began walking to the only place you could feel safe right now, the house of your best friend. Thomas.

You knocked on his door and he opened it wearing his usual charming smile. His face immediately dropped when he saw you.

Thomas' P.O.V

I was sat at home waiting for Wes to tell me if I got the part in the Maze Runner when I heard a soft knock at the door.

I looked through the peep hole quickly and saw (Y/N). When I opened the door and saw her, my smile dropped. Her hair was messed up from the rain and her clothes were soaked. Her mascara was slightly smudged as if she had been crying. It broke my heart to see her like this. I know she is my best friend but I fell for this girl a long time ago.

"Tommy. Can I stay here tonight?"

"Of course, (N/N)."

I let (Y/N) into my house. She walked into my room and shut the door. After a few minutes she emerged back into my living room. She was wearing a pair of my sweatpants and one of my jumpers. She somehow looked even more beautiful (if it was even possible) in my clothes. She had fixed her makeup but she wore heavy foundation. It was so unlike her to wear that much makeup.

I patted the sofa signaling for her to sit down next to me. As soon as she did, she curled up in my arms. I hated seeing her so vulnerable. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she winced.

"Are you okay, (N/N)?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"No you're not."

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

I watched Thomas get up and walk to the kitchen. He came back with a cloth and a bowl of water.

"You're wearing way too much foundation, (N/N). That isn't like you. Plus you winced when I hugged you."

Thomas placed the cloth in the water and then raised it to my face. I pulled away. "No, Tommy."

"Please, (Y/N). Please." (See what I did there 😢)

I relaxed and let Thomas wipe away my foundation.

Thomas' P.O.V

Gently, I wiped away her makeup. I choked back tears when I saw what (Y/N) was hiding. Her face was covered in deep purple bruises and her lip was split.

I went to lift up her shirt but hesitated. "Is this okay?"

She nodded. Tears slipped out of my eyes when I saw her stomach. Almost all of it was covered by a large purple bruise. I let her shirt go and carefully cupped her face in my hand. "Who did this to you?"

"No one. I fell. You know how clumsy I am."

"As far as I know, this doesn't happen when you fall."

"Jacob..." I heard her mumble.

"Jacob! He did this to you!"

She nodded.

"How long?"

She turned away.

"How long (Y/N)?"

"Eight months."

"That jerk hit you for eight months and you didn't tell me."

"I wanted to, Tommy. Believe me I did. But you don't know Jacob like I do. The hitting would only get worse if I told you. He said if I ever told anyone, he would start cutting me. He would come after you and beat you up as well."

She broke down crying and I held her against me carefully. "You're safe now."

An hour later, I saw that (Y/N) had fallen asleep. I picked her up bridal style and laid her down on my bed. I kissed her head softly and grabbed my coat, phone and keys.

I was going to make Jacob pay...

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Well... that was hard to write. Remember that if you are experiencing any form of domestic abuse, stay strong. Don't let whoever is hurting you dominate you. Keep fighting and tell somebody because someone can help.

Part 2 will be up soon, plus a Newt Imagine and a new preference.

Stay strong my little nerdlings!

AJ