"What the heck did they do to you?!"

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Madison POV

All was dark. I didn't know where I was. Maybe a Tunnel? I noticed a bright light in the far abyss ahead of me. I began to run towards it, this could be a way out! As I got closer I recognized Thomas's figure standing in the middle. I ran to him and collapsed into his arms.

I was safe! 

Thomas picked me up and cradled me, whispering sweet nothings. He noticed dried blood soaked through my shirt, and setting me down gently he lifted up the back of my sweater, gasping at the scars and cuts. He ran a light finger over each one, and while yes, it stung, I just felt safe in Thomas's sight, his touch. I didn't care I had known him less than a day, I felt safe.

Thomas cradled me in his arms, carrying me away from that god awful place. I'm going home!

I woke up.

There was someone else in my cage. I recognized their outline, nonetheless I shot upright and crawled to the corner of my mattress.

"Hey, calm down. I don't exactly wanna be here either." A familiar Virginian voice hissed. I tilted my head and sent a spray of water at him, he looked, and sounded, familiar. He chuckled halfheartedly. "You have the same power as my fri-" his head shot up "James?"

I wanted to say yes, but my vocal cords wouldn't agree with me right now. I nodded in response. The man stood up and carefully walked across the room to me, placing a gentle hand on my cheek.

"Oh my god... Jem what'd they do to you?" He asked, his voice tinted with concern. I winced at the memory, Thomas noticed and gently holds the bottom of my sweater. "C-can I see...?" Thomas asked softly. I bit my lip and nodded. 

Thomas lifted my sweater over my head and stared at the dried blood still stuck on the ripped cotton. He looked up at me, swallowing down any fear I had, I allowed Thomas to tun me around.

I shivered as a light finger traced down my spine, brushing over an open cut. I gasped and pushed away from Thomas.

"Shoot did I hurt you? What the heck did they do?!" Thomas yelled, frustrated. I winced and curled up a bit. Thomas sighed at wrapped his arms around me, rocking us back and forth. He whispered a few sweet nothings into my ear  and stroked my hair. I intertwined my fingers into Thomas's shirt and muffled my face into his chest.

"Everything's gonna be okay" 





(A/N: I know it's short I'm sorry! Writers block sucks)

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