CHAPTER 7

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Teresa's head was still reeling hard from the aftermath of the crank attack. Her mind was filled with questions she wanted answers for. But for now, she decided to just run. She was slowly losing consciousness, thanks to the amount of blood pouring out from her arm. Not to mention her cheek throbbing from pain. She was just outside the warehouse when she heard voices talking.... more like arguing. She pushed the fatigue away and tried to concentrate on listening. Then she heard Thomas say, "I owe it to her", as she slopping made her way inside.

Curiosity won and she found herself asking, "Owe what to who?". The rest feels a little blur to her. She fights hard to stop herself from slipping into unconsciousness. Minho asks her what happened. She hasn't even noticed him walk upto her. Or did she Thomas near him. She remembers summing up what happened, leaving out the part about the crank who knew her name.

She looked at Thomas, who wasn't meeting her eyes. Part of her wished he would ask her something...anything. Minho lifts her arm softly and for a second, she thought she saw compassion in his eyes. She brushed it off, blaming it on her current hazy state.

She was being escorted to somewhere by Sonia and Harriet. She wasn't in a state to ask questions, so she simply resorted to following them. Suddenly, she heard her name being called out by Thomas.

She looked up at him, her heart beating wild and fast in anticipation. He is going to ask if I'm ok. He still cares about me, after all that happened, she thought. She felt her hopes crash hard, when he instead enquired, if there were cranks after her. Her face fell, as her heart shattered into a million pieces. She muttered, "No", so feeble that she wondered if anyone could hear it.

"No one's after me", she said and walked away, Sonya in front of her. They led her into a small room around the corner while she flopped down on a torn sofa inside. Sonya and Harriet were talking amongst themselves. She sighed and started cleaning the cut in her cheek. It burned. Sonya was dressing her shoulder while Harriet looked at her suspiciously.

Catching where Teresa's eyes were, Sonya spoke, "Ignore her. She is the way she is because of everything that happened...everything that you did."

Teresa squinted in confusion, "Why aren't you doing the same?"

Sonya just gave a smile and said. "Because I'm not like the others.....You should get some rest".

Teresa thought that she could definitely be friends with this blonde girl. She wanted to talk more to her, maybe thank her but she was struggling to even keep her eyes open. Talking can wait, she thought as tiredness took over and she fell asleep in a blink.

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This is a short chapter, Sorry about that. I just wanted Teresa's and Tom's conversation to be in a separate chapter, u know...I promise the next chapter will be longer than this.
Also, what do u think about Sonya and Teresa? Should I make them friends?
Please comment...it means a lot to me!!

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