CHP 15: Thomas

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I was angry.

Teresa was hurt. And by who? Bloody Ivan! Ugh. I wasn't really upset at my friends. It wasn't their fault that Ivan was such a git. No, I was mad at Ivan. I silently vowed I would punch that condescending smirk he always had off his face the next time I saw him.

Yet... I was still slightly resentful at Newt and Minho. The fact that they really hadn't done anything. Was Ivan even in trouble? He should be.

Swallowing down my anger, I made my way, to my friends with Teresa in tow. As we approached them, I saw Minho and Newt looking fairly uncomfortable.

Before I could say another word, Teresa placed a hand on my shoulder. Silently telling me to calm down. I gave her a short nod and turned back to my friends.

"So... What happened?" I said.

Minho swallowed nervously and explained.

"Well I guess it all started with the taco..."

After hearing his explanation I felt a little bad. It wasn't his fault Teresa had been injured. It was Ivan's. Before I could ask him what happened to Ivan, Teresa butted in.

"Where are Harriet and Sonya?"

"Back at your cabin," Newt replied.

"So did you find out why..." I paused, glancing at Minho, "she kissed Ivan?"

"No." Minho said bitterly.

It was left at that.

"So where are Ivan and Jack?" Teresa asked.

"Ivan's with the Coppers. Jack is nowhere to be found," Newt said.

"What's his punishment?" I asked.

"He's going to be kept in a cell for 3 days," Minho said.

"That's it?" I asked.

"Yeah," Minho replied.

I tried to not be mad, but I still was.

"What are we going to do about Jack? "

"Until we find him, I don't know," Minho replied.

"Have you tried interrogating one of his cronies?" Teresa asked.

"Ivan won't budge and we don't know where Chris is," Newt said.

"Well don't just sit there! Look for him!" I said.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Teresa. She wanted me to calm down. I composed myself.

"Okay, we can't find them now, but they'll show up sooner or later. I guess we'll have to wait until then."

"That sounds like a plan Tommy."

"Good that." Minho said.

"Alright, because of the incident that happened," I glanced at Minho. He looked away. "I'll organize my Runners tomorrow. We'll head out after breakfast and be back before dinner. Sound good?"

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. I rubbed the back of my neck.

"Alright then. See you tomorrow."

With that, I took Teresa by the hand and walked away. Once we were out of earshot, Teresa chided me.

"Tom, you were really rough on them. It's not their fault that I got injured... It's actually kind of mine."

"I know, I know.. But I'm still mad at them. I'll try to get over it by tomorrow. Okay?"

I gave Teresa my signature grin. She turned red.

"..yeah. Okay."

I grinned even more and kissed her on the cheek. We walked over to her cabin, where I dropped her off.

"Good night Teresa."

'Night Tom."

I turned to walk away, but a hand reached out and grabbed my wrist. Teresa pulled me close to her and kissed me on the lips. We were like that for a while until Sonya opened the door.

"Well this is awkward.." Sonya said.

Teresa and I broke away, embarrassed. I said bye to both of them, and walked back to my cabin, a smile plastered on my face.

I entered my cabin to see that no one else was back yet. Tired, I changed into PJs and collapsed on the bed. My eyes slipped shut, and I fell asleep.

🔼🔼That's the end of Chapter 15! Next chapter will be in Frypan's POV. The picture is of the gang. The guy who's Frypan is what I imagined him to be like. Thoughts and reviews are always welcome! Until next time!🔼🔼

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