I ONLY EVER CARED FOR... [THOMESA]

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

***UNEXPECTED UPDATE LOL :D***

Brenda advanced towards Teresa with a smile still impressed on her face.

Teresa was not scared. She was Brenda.

She was the girl that took away Thomas from her. If Brenda did anything to hurt her now that no one was there to protect her, Teresa was going to fight back.

Brenda reached her and she stopped exactly in front of Teresa.

"Hmmm I always hated those stupid silky black hair you had." she said. "I'm glad that they got rid of them as I had asked them"

Teresa's breath stopped. Brenda continued. "Don't you get it, you stupid brat: they could've simply taken the cells out as this without cutting off all of your hair. But I hated them and anything that I don't like, I get rid of."

Brenda stared at Teresa from top to bottom. "And you know what is it that I don't like now?" she asked innocently. Teresa started to back away from that crazy girl. 

There was a mad glow in Brenda's eyes as she said "You. You Teresa is what I don't like."

She took a pipe from the floor that had fallen when the ceiling collapsed. "And I'll make sure I'll get rid of you with my own hands."

Before Teresa could do anything to protect herself, Brenda swung the pipe backwards and straight at her head.

Reflexes made Teresa move on instinct and she put her arms on her head.

The impact with the pipe made the bones in her left hand to broke. She let out a scream of pain.

"This is music to my eyes, you stupid bitch" Brenda said "always. Always Thomas cared for you. Even when you betrayed him, he didn't stop caring for you."

Teresa's arms started to bleed from the cuts she had received and she didn't know what to say. Thomas had cared for her? How?

"You bitch!" Brenda still continued "You don't get it again? Thomas wanted to get his memories back since that day that you betrayed him because he knew that there was something wrong about it. I myself gave him injections to make him forget everything. He was remembering too much."

Teresa couldn't believe her ears. Brenda...she had never hated her. She had always been jealous that she was taking Thomas away from her but now...

Teresa got to her feet. "What did you say?" she asked calmly.

"Yes Teresa I did it all. I worked for WICKED for so long you know. I want Thomas. He is mine. That's why I wanted him to hate you. But he's stubborn you know, I saw him staring at you. I hate you bitch."

Teresa's mind was clicking more fast than ever. It was Brenda who did it all.

It was never Thomas's fault. Nor hers.

Thomas had wanted his memories back but Brenda had made him forget everything.

Brenda swung the pipe again but this time Teresa used her right hand and blocked the attack. Then she took the pipe forcefully from her.

In an impulse, Teresa smacked the pipe at Brenda, hitting her elbow.

Brenda screamed out loud crouching on the floor.

Teresa was going to do it again when she heard someone stop her.

"Thomas" she said turning to face him.