The Maze Runner Imagines

The Bad Guy | Thomas

This is part 3 of " The Greenie | Thomas" so read that one first!!

Your P.O.V

I looked at Thomas in disbelief. He expects me to believe that? He knows exactly what he did, and now he's tell me they're the enemy? No.

I looked away from Thomas and stared at the boy that I once loved. Once..because I don't feel that anymore. What I felt for him then, what seemed so real and I wish I could feel again, wasn't there. It went away just like my memories.

Newt looked back at me. He seemed upset. While looking at him I felt as if no one was around. I wanted him to remember because maybe then he'd help me feel again. Maybe he'd help me feel like a teenager again not just a warrior trying to survive. Not just some hard headed leader.

He frowned. Newt was smart and probably figured out what I wanted after hearing my argument with Thomas.

"I'm sorry... The boy you remember isn't the boy I am now..at least I don't think I am."

I sighed, "I know." I turned to look at Thomas once more.

"You will pay for this."

I walked away angrily. Everyone who was in my way moved elsewhere quickly.

"Y/n, wait!" He screamed and ran after me. I ran for the deadheads. I was completely annoyed.

"You have to forgive me! Please." He sounded exhausted and distraught.

"Forgive you!? What you did back there," I pointed at random things, "it was you. Not some creators, not some random people, you. Newt loved me and I'm pretty sure I probably loved him too. Aside from the awful fact that I was working with you, I had someone that loved me."

"Two people." He muttered.

"What?" I said.

"Two people. You had two people who loved you. You remember everything right? Then you know I loved you so much, and..." He looked around, "and I still do."

"Yeah well you know damn well I didn't love you back especially when you treated me like some random shank. Thomas, we basically grew up together; you didn't treat me like you should've, but I don't even know."

"Exactly! It was you and I. Then Newt came in and it was you, me, and Newt. Then, you and Newt. You can't tell me that the only memories of me that you have are bad ones. And you can't tell me that I'm the only "bad" guy here. Even you said it. You worked with me, but you know who made us do it all. You-"

"Stop." I said. Of course I remember what I've done. Thomas being something other than an angry soul? No, but I remember how I was.

"Fine. Maybe we both have fault in all this happening to us, but that doesn't change how I feel about you. I don't like you. Maybe you once treated me differently, but I can't remember. And maybe I don't wa-" before I could stop him or before I could dodge him he got rid of all the space between us and then kissed me.

The way I felt...it was indescribable. I wanted to keep kissing him, but the smart part of me knew I had to stop whatever was happening. Once again, because of Thomas more memories came flooding back to me.

It was all happiness and laughter with him and I. It was opposite of what I thought of him...what I wanted to think of him, and maybe that was because a small part of me...from the moment he arrived felt a connection that I did not want to feel.

After what felt like hours, I pushed away.

"You can't do that! You can't just kiss someone because you want to."

"You kissed back."

"I um..you're delusional. I already told you a million times, I don't like you. I don't trust you and whatever we went through then does not define who I am now. I'm not the bad guy."

"Then why should it define who I am? Why are you so set on hating me? Are you afraid? Y/n, are you afraid of loving me?" He moved closer once again, but I stepped back. My heart was hammering against my chest.

"Just..just leave me alone, okay?" I tried to walk away but his arm landed around my waist and pulled me back.

"We both know what's right now. We both know that what we did then is wrong, but we both know that we are what's right at this moment." He whispered only inches away from my lips. I didn't say a word; I just stared at him then his lips then him again.

"Newt." I whispered and backed away.

"He's who I'm supposed to be with, not you. Thomas, I may forgive you, but that does not change the fact that Newt is the one I'm supposed to love, not you."

I ignored the voice in my head telling me that Newt was my past and that Thomas is my future. I stepped away from Thomas once more. Ignoring the sadness in his face, I walked away.