𝒊𝒙. CH9.

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CHAPTER NINE

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CHAPTER NINE.

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Newt stepped into the room, carrying Thomas on his arms.

Teresa had been wondering where those two where and seeing this sight scared her to death.

For some seconds she stood there, shocked expression and just staring at Thomas's limp body.

She forced herself out of her trance and asked Newt, "is he.. Dead?"

She swallowed as she asked, fearing the outcome.

"No." Newt replied, calmly.

Teresa snapped, "why are you so fucking calm about this?" She pulled her phone out of her pocket, dialled the hospital number and pushed it onto Newt's chest, "call the fucking hospital, and the police."

Teresa grabbed Thomas's limp body and gently placed him on the couch. While Newt was having a conversation with the doctors Teresa kept checking Thomas's pulse.

Everytime she did, she was scared she wouldn't find any.

The injury he had was to the brain and she was old enough to know the brain was the most important part of the body.

When Newt was done, she looked up at him, "so, what are you gonna tell Aris?"

"What?"

Teresa glared at him, "what are you going to tell Aris?" She repeated.

"I don't know."

"He's gonna kill you if he sees Thomas like this." Teresa said, she placed a hand on Thomas's chest.

For a split second she didn't feel any heartbeat.

She panicked. "Newt."

Then it came back, slow as ever.

"What even happened?" She asked Newt.

He looked uncomfortable.

"Did you guys get into a fight then you punched him in the face?"

Newt didn't reply.

Teresa looked at Thomas's injury, "that doesn't look like a punch it looks like a gunshot."

Newt sighed in frustration.

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