Maze Runner Imagines ➪ maze runner series

thomas || never the right time

(death cure: spoilers)

Your POV:

"Thomas you should take a break," I walked up to Thomas, who was hunched over a map with a single candle as a light source. He's been at this all day... well, more like the past few days.

He's been wanting to get to the city so badly, he doesn't eat or sleep. I understand Minho means a lot to him, and possible Teresa too.

Ever since Thomas first came out of the box, I knew he was a natural born leader. The only thing was that at times he pushed himself too hard.

"Thomas?" I put a hand on his shoulder but he was quick to shake it off. I was pretty taken back by his actions. Sure he's in a bad mood at times, but not towards me. I love Thomas. I really do.

Everyone who's been stung say it's because we worked together for WCKD and I'm not trustworthy, but I genuinely have feelings for Tom.

"Y/n, please, just leave me alone right now," I heard Thomas mumble without looking at me. He just kept scanning the map placed right in front of him.

"But—"

"Please," his voice raised a little, causing me to step backwards. I didn't want to push him any more, so I decided to leave.

In the morning, I woke up to the others packing up some stuff.

"What's happening?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and trying to wake up a little more. Newt, Thomas, and Jorge were running around the place doing who knows what, while Brenda walked into the room putting on her jacket.

"Let's go, y/n, we're going to try and get to Minho." Brenda put an arm on my back and we walked to the vehicle.

"Did Thomas find a way to the city?" I asked her, grabbing my own jacket on the way out.

"No, not yet. We're going to go scout the outskirts to see if we can find a way." We made it to the truck and she climbed in the passenger seat, while I took a seat in the back. A little bit later Thomas took a seat next to me.

"Hey, Tom, can we talk?" I asked him quietly, as Jorge started driving.

"Uh, now's not the best time, y/n. I promise we can later," he replied, once again, not making eye contact. I slumped down in my seat.

We arrived in some kind of town crowded with protesters. We all got out and followed a large crowd to wherever they were headed, being wear of our surroundings. We ended up stopping at a barricade, facing an open plain with a large building in the middle of it.

The last thing I know is trying to get run but ended up in some car or something not knowing how.

My eyes started adjusting to the darkness, and I saw everyone else. Everyone except Jorge. I was so panicked I couldn't move. I saw Thomas, Fry, and Brenda hitting the walls, trying to break out. Then, I saw Newt who looked just like me. Too panicked to move.

Just then I was blinded by the sudden light of doors opening, and I was pulled out. The sudden force caused me to fall to the ground and I hit my head pretty badly. I groaned in pain, but was then helped up.

I was a little disappointed that it wasn't Thomas, but Brenda. I thanked her and looked at our kidnappers. I saw that Thomas had passed me to confront them.

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This can't be real. It can't be real at all. I watched as Thomas stood in the middle of a platform, where Newt lay, blood all over.

I couldn't help but to run to Thomas. I wrapped my arms around his torso tightly, tears running down my face at the fact that he was safe.

It was then that he pushed me back. It was like what he did with my hand before, but this time he used great force. So great I almost fell as I stumbled backward.

"For once ,y/n, can you just realize that this isn't the right time?!" Tom's breaths were heavy, just like the pounding in my heart. My eyes started to water and tears threatened to come out.

"I-I don't understand," I whispered, looking at his feet.

"When I injected myself with griever venom back in the maze, I saw things. I saw you. You were testing on Newt and you said you knew things. Now I know it was that he wasn't immune. You knew more secrets about WCKD than I did," he started, his voice lowering down. I could tell he was sad and hurt, but still angry.

"Thomas, I don't remember any of it. I never wanted to hurt anyone—," I started, but he continued, not caring what I was saying.

" You're the reason Newt is dead, y/n. You're the reason our friends had to suffer and risk their lives for years in a maze. It was all originally your plan. And you made me help," Thomas started to walk away.

I didn't try and stop him and I didn't run after, him. I didn't know what to do. Frypan and Brenda were outside the walls with the kids they rescued from the facility.

That's when I knew what I had to do. I needed to bring Thomas back whether he wanted to or not. He had a plan and we were all going to follow behind him and fulfill that plan.

I started running his direction, to WCKD's building, searching for Thomas. There was a broken window in the building in which I entered. It was dark. Not a single light in the entire room or the hallways.

"Y/n, I quickly whipped around and was faced with Janson. The one and only.

"Janson. Wh-where's Thomas," I started to shake and I took a step back.

"Who can say? If he's in this very building now, I'd assume he's off finding Teresa," Janson shrugged, taking a step forward.

"What would he need Teresa for?" I whispered to myself out loud, trying to think.

"I would think he's looking for her because he doesn't want to leave the love of his life behind. But that's just a guess," he responded.

"What are you talking about," I furrowed my eyebrows.

"He did tell you didn't he?"Janson chuckled. The look of confusion was printed on my face. "Oh so I'm guessing no."

"I don't have time for this," I groaned and started to walk away.

"Thomas never loved you, y/n. When he got his memories back the only reason he stayed with you was to see if he could get any information out of you," that made me stop cold in my tracks.

"What do you want from me, " I clenched my fists, still with my back facing him.

"Nothing much. Just where you took those kids you stole from the labs. And the location of your friends too," he said that like it was no big deal. Like they were just objects that he lost.

"Follow me."

I was so into writing this chapter!!
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I'm very unoriginal haha
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calista