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“Please Tommy” Newt begged and all Thomas could do was just stare at him, tears filling his eyes and becoming puffy.
Where is Brenda is all he thought, he couldn’t believe WCKD really did this is he had to use his blood as a cure.
WCKD is not good.
“No no no, please just drink my blood” he stammered and Thomas’ voice was shaky,” drink it it’s the cure please Newt”
He was on his knees bawling with a cut on his arm infront of him waiting to be taken.
“I love you Tommy” he whispered so quiet only Thomas could hear even if others were nearby.
And slowly his eyes shut and black veins took over, he’s gone.
Until footsteps came a minute after with a voice yelling,” I’m here I have it” Just for it to quiet at the end seeing Newt on the floor and a brunette boy hugging him, It was too late.
Days passed, Weeks passed, Months passed in the safe haven Thomas still couldn’t find any joy here, what point was it to escape if not everyone made it out.
No one understood the reason why he took it this hard how he rarely ate, was always in the same spot with tears that never stopped even if he stopped drinking water.
All he ever read or held was that letter.
How did everyone just move on? Even Minho and Sonya who were so close to him.
“Thomas I know it’s been hard” Minho paused and kept a safe distance from Thomas in his bed, “but you need to move on, he’s gone and I can’t lose you too.”
Thomas turned slowly to face Minho and was so quiet he barely heard the small voice say,
“I loved him”
Minho knew they were close but didn’t know it was that deep, or they were together. Thomas never explained how it happened or anything of it just that he loved him.
Even if they were now free in the safe haven Thomas still felt stuck in a maze, repeating the same thoughts.
Why couldn’t he drink my blood, he’d still be here.
And so he wrote Minho a letter this time:
Dear Minho,
I never felt like I had really escaped, still stuck in a maze returning to these thoughts of Newt. How I could’ve saved him and loved him in the safe haven. But I don’t want to be a burden to anyone else any longer and I yearn to see Newt again.
Im sorry.
When Minho found this laying on his bed his eyes widened and he was the one to cry this time.
I can’t lose them both he thought, not both of them. He ran as fast as he can, faster than he ever ran in that maze. To the lake he ran all around the beach looking for Thomas trying to head in.
His legs ached and were worn out even if he was used to running.
Only to get to the end of the beach and see that boy who suffered so much laying in the water
No
No
”Thomas” he screamed at the top of his lungs letting by the whole haven hear.
It was too late, a minute too late.
”If I just ran faster I could’ve, I could’ve”
Brenda held him and tried to comfort Minho,”Min it was too late a while ago, he was already dying”
Minho tried to keep his head up after Thomas returned to Newt in a haven of their own.
He still continued his job and only cried from time to time, but kept himself busy.
Until a week later there was a package on his bed the same that held the at letter.
Newts still alive
WCKD is good