Be It Or Not Unbreakable Bond (Thomesa)

Chapter 11

The abyss of nothingness did exist, muted noises and the feeling of being cold and forgotten. Violent flames and his brown eyes were the last treasured memory she had. Her vision was distorted, silence entered her ears as her lungs desperately begged for air.

The image of a certain brown eyed boy entered her mind, causing her to relax into a deep sleep. Her lifeless blue eyes were filled with tears of happiness that he lived and was safe now in paradise. It was all she wanted.

Her body was aching in pain until numbness quickly set in and she felt herself sink into the darkness. It was cold, her limbs paralysed as Teresa silently stared at the empty void.

Then everything started spinning, pain rapidly engulfed her body as she screamed in anguish. Loud mumbling of voices made her head pound as she felt herself being gently carried and a bright light entered her vision.

All she could see and feel was Thomas. It was just him and her as they surrendered to their intense love building up between them since the very beginning. This must be heaven.....

Teresa moaned against his lips as she returned his kiss with equal passion, her tongue demanding more of him. He pinned her to the wall, their bodies pressed against each other as he groaned into her mouth, deepening the kiss. She ran her fingers through his brown hair, loving his warmth as he wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Teresa..." he moaned her name as he left her lips planting a hot, wet trail of kisses along her neck. She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving as she was lost in his addicting touch.
"I love you," He murmured into her skin over and over again then started nipping light kisses along her throat. "I've loved you....for so long."

"Tom....I love you too," She gasped out breathlessly as she grounded her hips against his. "Please....I need you..." Everything was perfect.

Then she started dying right in front of him, feeling her fingers wet with her blood as tears blurred her vision. Desperate tears streamed down her cheeks as she watched him cradle her face with tearful brown eyes and frantically tried to stop the blood loss. It wasn't working.

Thomas scooped her into his arms, his hands stained with her blood as leaked tears ran down his face. All Teresa could do was confess her love for him one last time as he begged her not to leave him.

The darkness consumed her, silence filled the air as she desperately looked around for him. He wasn't here, just nothingness. Her blue eyes instantly filled with unshed tears, not fully understanding what was happening as she sank into the abyss once again.

Teresa could faintly hear voices in the distant, brief footsteps as she stared into the empty void. This wasn't heaven....

She wanted Thomas but she knew it wasn't possible, her death made sure of that. There was a constant ache in her chest as she thought of him, deeply missing him and wondering what he was doing. Has he moved on and forgotten about her?

She longed to be with him here, even if it wasn't real as she shakily curled up into ball in the darkness. The mumbling of nearby voices could heard, this time closer to her as the footsteps grew louder.

"Subject A1 is temporarily contained and secure in our hold, sir." A male voice spoke, quietly as if he was standing right next to her. "We healed the burns on her body but her memories are being resistant and we don't know why."

Teresa was stunned and frozen, silently processing the man's words as leaked tears streamed down her cheeks. She was alive.....Unknowingly a bright smile grew on her face, her blue eyes sparkling in delight at the thought of seeing Thomas again. Then....Then why couldn't she move her body?

Her face twisted into shocked look, disbelief clouded her blue eyes as she processed more of his words. They healed her, were keeping her somewhere as her mind quickly sent her back to the only possible place she could be.

WICKED. Her hands clenched in anger and frustration, slightly gritting her teeth. Only they would call her subject A1 but the issue of her memories confused her, leaving her to listen more to the unknown man's words.

"We put the drugs in her, she's under control. Only problem is her emotional attachment with subject A2....." He spoke again, calmly as he slowly walked away. His footsteps were becoming more distant, his voice more fainter as it made it harder for her to hear. She couldn't hear the rest.

Teresa silently stared into the empty void, his words swirling in her mind as she heard the door close. Helpless tears streamed down her cheeks, feeling so alone as she realised she was trapped in WICKED and there was nothing she could do.

Author's Note: Please do comment what you think so far of the story. It really helps motivate me by hearing your thoughts. I'm hoping to update soon :)