you had woken up in a damn cage, surrounded by random boys who looked just as surprised to see you as you were to see them.

when you came to, you were terrified— and that’s an understatement. you had absolutely no idea who you were or where you were, all you knew was thomas.

the only thing you could remember was just thomas.

in the haze of the panic, you had ran into the safest thing you could see— a tall watch tower, which you were followed to. the boys surrounded the tall hut in an attempt to convince you to come down or atleast calm down.

it was working, until—

"It's thomas!" his voice sounded just as confused as yours, yet confident— like he knew it would work. “okay?!”

it felt wrong to continue to be hostile, like you were comfortable with him already even though you had never even met the boy.

there was a long, stretched out silence among everyone— thankfully he spoke up again. “i’ll come up, alone.”

before you could even stop yourself, you had a blade pointed to his direction as soon as he popped up the hatch— his hands immediately raising in surrender, his expression careful.

"easy.. ‘m not gonna hurt you, don’t worry.” he soothed carefully, his hand slowly but surely inching towards the blade to disarm you.

“i just wanna talk.”