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𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑.

Brenda had to answer the door so that aggravating ringing could stop.

On the other side of door, Thomas stood clutching his face, with tears brimming his eyes.

"He-he-" Thomas couldn't get the words out, he seemed in such a shock.

"Get inside its freezing out here!" She pulled Thomas inside, he still had his hands hugging his face. She sat him on the sofa in the living room. "Right what happened, it's 11:40pm-"

"He punched me."

Brenda stopped, wide eyes with anger began to form. "He what." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Newt, we were in another argument and he just- out of nowhere-" Tears began to spill from his dark oak eyes. Poor thing.
"Was he drinking again?" Thomas face said it all.

"Right you're staying with me until he can sort himself out, that's at least the 100th time he's drunk and you're both arguing." Brenda bellowed in rage.

"Bren, I can't ask you to do that-"

"Thomas, you're like a brother to me, honestly." She softened and sat by him, grabbing of his hand and placing into hers for comfort. "Stay with me, I'll call Minho about this. I'll let him keep an eye out for newt."

"Bren, this argument was different, and I'm not too sure if it's going so well between us anymore-" he began too sob, he felt his whole world was crumbling apart.

He sat there crying and crying, choked sobs and sounds of desperation, flooding the room.
Brenda tried her best to comfort him.

After a long while, Brenda told Thomas to get some sleep, he nodded and slept on the couch that night.

Brenda went to make a call.

"It's getting worse, sort Newt out now." Brenda whispered into the phone.

"Is it that bad?" Minho was on the other line.

"He punched Thomas in the face."

The other line was silent. "Yeah."

"Fuck."

"Just don't tell him where Thomas went that night, I'm sure he would want to apologise and the last I need is another 'I promise I won't do it again Tommy!' Or 'come back to me I need you' shit." Minho laughed on the other line about Brenda's impersonation of Newt. "I would like to at least see something change in him."

"Like a 'cooling off' type of deal."

"Yeah, exactly, just a time out."

"Right I'll look after him."

"I appreciate you Minho." With that she hung up.

————

"Minho I fucked up, big time."

It was next morning, 11pm and Minho was expecting this.
"Yes you did."

"You were told?! By who?"

"Yes and I can't say. For Thomas' sake"

"Then.. why are you talking to me?"

"Newt, you and Thomas need to cool off for a bit okay." Minho tried making it clear.