forever & Always ~ thomas x reader x newt

Part 9: The night part 1

                                    Your POV

"LEAVE HIM, YOU GOTTA LEAVE HIM!!" Gally yells,

"COME ON, COME ON!!" Gladers yell all around,

"He's not going to make it." Newt says,

Thomas catches my eye,

Newt hasn't let go of my hand,

The walls are only a few feet apart,

They wouldn't have time to get back inside the glade,

It's now or never,

I rip my hand from newt, so he doesn't have time to react,

I take off, running into the maze, as fast as I could not to be crushed,

"y/n! NO!" I hear Newt's voice yell after me,

As I reach the end of the doors I feel someone run into me,

It's Thomas, he made it in just after I did,

The walls are closed, until tomorrow.

—

I lay on the ground Thomas with almost on top of me from crashing into me and nearly knocking me over,

He quickly moves over, and it must of hit him too,

We've trapped ourselves, for the sake of our friends.

He crawls over to Minho,

I make my way over too,

"Good job, you just killed yourselves." Minho speaks,

"W-what?" Thomas lets out a shaky breath,

He gets up from his spot and holds a hand out to me, I gladly take it and he pulls me up,

Thomas kneels down to observe alby, he has blood on his face and is very clearly unconscious,

"What happened to him?" I ask,

"What does it look like? He got stung." Minho breathes out,

"What happened to his head?" Thomas asks,

"I did what I had to do."

A loud screech noise is heard from further in the maze,

We all immediately snap our heads in the direction,

"Help me get him up." Thomas says,

"We gotta go." Minho replies,

"Come on Minho, we can't leave Alby." I speak up,

"The maze is already changing."

I give Thomas a look,

"Hey, Minho!" He tries to get him to listen, "we can't just leave him here."

Minho turns around slowly and complies, the boys carry alby while I try to watch for anything coming,

In our case, grievers.

—

They set Alby down,

We hear another screech,

"This isn't gonna work, we gotta go!" Minho protests,

"We gotta do something." I say,

"We gotta hide him." Thomas adds,

"Where?" Minho questions,

"I don't know, just think, you tell me there's not a single place we can take him?" Thomas continues,

Minho is clearly panicked and agitated,

He grabs Thomas by the collar of his shirt,

I stand back,

"Listen to me shuckface, take a look around, there is nowhere to go." Minho speaks,

He stands up again, "you don't get it, we're already dead."

Thomas quickly gets up and looks behind me,

I turn around to see a wall of vines,

I look up, it's all vines,

We use vines to hoist alby up in hope he'll be safe here until morning,

I do my best to help hoist him up aswell, Trying to keep caution of our surroundings,

Until we hear the noise again, and this time it's a lot closer,

Around the corner type of closer, we almost got it,

I look around the corner, a huge creature is approaching,

I've never seen a griever before but if I had to guess, that's what it looks like, and it's coming for us.

"We gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go." Minho repeats,

"No, no, no, just a little more and we'll tie it off." Thomas pleads,

I grab the vines trying to pull him up higher,

"Minho, we're almost there, we can do it." I join in,

"Sorry greenie."

"What?"

Minho runs off,

"Minho!"

The rope immediately slides down, I pull with all my strength but with just me and Thomas it won't work,

Thomas digs his feet against the wall trying to pull back,

"Thomas, THOMAS, it's no use, it's coming."

"Under here, hurry." He pulls me under the vines in a small spot, it's the only choice we have,

He pulls me close, up against him,

I try to control my breathing as best I can, I hold onto the rope with all the strength I have,

I hear a low growl noise, I turn my head to the corner,

A small noise leaves my lips out of fear,

"shh, shh." Thomas comforts,

I turn facing toward him, he puts a finger up to his lips.

I nod,

I turn my attention to the corner, the griever wold be coming around any moment.

It has metal feet, it makes a loud stomping noise that I flinch at,

Thomas wraps his arm around me as best he can while still holding onto the vine,

I hope alby will be okay, along with us.