Reminder | tmr

Panic

I FINALLY FINISHED ASHIE!! I hope it's slightly okay, it's kinda short tho

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Thomas shielded his eyes, even though the doors and windows of the car were closed, the sand still found a way inside. He knew Jorge had trouble driving and he could hear Brenda scream in agony as the sand blew in her eyes, Frypan and Newt coughing the sand up as it crawled into their throats. Then he felt the car leave the ground, Jorge screamed at them to hold onto something, but Thomas was too late. Jorge, Brenda, Newt and Frypan did grab onto something, so their bodies were harmed far less than Thomas's.

Thomas was banged against the roof of the car, then back to the seat, then to the side of the car. Everyone got hurt, he's sure of that. He could even feel Newt gripping him at some point, but a jolt of the car resulted in the grip loosening until it was no grip at all. He faintly heard his name being screamed, but the blood rushing to his ears made it unclear.

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He vaguely remembers how they got out of the car, his injuries still hurt a lot and he knew he wasn't the only one who was still hurting. He liked to believe it was because of that that they were captured so easily, liked to believe that that's the reason they were in this van.

The second Thomas, Newt, Fry, Brenda and Jorge came out of the van, Gally had been shocked to his core. They looked horrible. Blood was still dripping, tested clothes, filth all over, probably causing infections in the open wounds. He even sees a bone sticking out of Thomas' arm. Or is it his stomach? Thomas looks by far the worst.

Scratches all over his face, a busted lip. Dried blood leaving a trail down from his nose to his chin. His clothes were more like pieces of fabric thrown at him. He looked like he had trouble standing, maybe that's why Newt seemed to support his weight. His breath was a wheezing sound that made Gally cringe while thinking back to when Minho threw the spear. It looked like every breath hurt.

"Hey, Greenie," he had greeted. Like he wasn't hurt at all, Thomas ran forward and punched him. It seemed impossible with his injuries, yet it happened.

Newt somehow calmed him down, and Gally could swear there was something between them.

***

Gally softly knocks on Thomas' door. He can hear him shuffle but he can't hear him clearly enough to make out what he's doing.

"G-go away." Thomas sounds as if he's panting.

"Thomas? It's me, Gally."

"Go a-away, Gally."

His breathing is really heavy.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"No-nothing."

Please don't let me walk in on Thomas and Newt, please, please, please. He slowly opens the door, and peeks.

"Thomas?"

The sight was enough of a hint to Gally. The boy was having a panic attack.

"Oh God, Thomas, ehh," Gally moves quickly in front of the trembling boy in the corner of the room. Oh god what do I do? What do I do? Damn it, what if I only make it worse? Shuck. Ehm... how do I calm him down?

"Ehh.. how do I calm you down? Uhm.. oh God, I don't know what to do. Eh.. what made you go into the attack?" He asks.

"C-Chuck," Thomas gasps out.

"Oh."

Thomas nods.

"What if.. what if you think about Newt? I mean, you like him.. right?" Gally doesn't remember the last time he spoke so softly. But Thomas somehow reminds him of his little brother, Zach.

Thomas nods, "I- I already tried. Doesn't w-work."

Gally sighs, "what if.. what if I tell you about my little brother? Maybe if you just try to listen to my voice it'll calm you down?"

Thomas shakily nods as tears fall down.

"His name was Zach. He was kind of tall, had mix of brown and blond curly hair, blue eyes and he was only a year or so younger than me." (A/n im picturing Daniel Sharman as Zach)

"Wha-what happened t-to him?"

"He was taken away from me by WICKED. I never saw him again. But I remember the last night we spend together. He and I were about thirteen. We laid on our backs while we looked at the dark, star filled sky. I was telling him how Mom and Dad loved us, even if they're both dead. Because love doesn't stop after death. I still love my parents, and they love me. They love Zach and Zach loves them, even if he might be dead. I don't think he is, don't hope he is, but it can be hard."

"I jus-just miss him," Thomas admits.

"I know. And I also know that he misses you. I know you two love each other, like I love Zach. I also know that I'll see him one day again. Maybe in death, maybe in life. I just know I'll see him again. And you'll see Chuck again," Gally smiles and squeezes Thomas' shoulder.

Thomas smiles shakily back and his breathing is almost completely back to normal. Gally sighs in relief.

"You remind me of him, you know?"

"I'm sorry. Is that bad?"

Gally shakes his head, "it isn't."

"Thanks for helping me Gally."

Gally nods and stands up, hoisting Thomas up as well.

"Come on, Greenie, dinner is ready."

Then Thomas pulled Gally into a hug, it got awkward fast as Gally tried to return it.

"Yeah... lets never do that again."

"I agree."

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I hope it was okay Ashie