Thomas couldn’t say why he kissed Miranda the second. Perhaps because he wanted to convey just how he loved, cared and needed her. Even though he knew that they would never work. That Miranda was meant to be with Brettly. Abruptly his thoughts were cut short. When he was lifted up off the bed and thrown to the floor. The only thought then was to protect himself from flying fist.<br/><br/>Brettly couldn’t think his rage was so bad. Even though he knew that he was the one that drove his wife into Thomas arms. If only he had treated her right they would be in the situation they were now. But none of it matter to him now. All he wanted to do was punish Thomas for kissing Miranda.<br/><br/>“ The Hell it isn’t. He took advantage of you. Prey on you while were still weak. Fucking bastard” Brettly growled as he punch Thomas once more. Not realizing that they both had hurt her during their fight.<br/><br/>“ Fuck  you, treated her right in the first place, she won’t be climbing into my arms. Beside she a lot stronger than you think.” Thomas growled back. It wasn’t until Miranda screamed for them to stop that they actual stop fighting.<br/><br/>“Look at what you did you bastard. You hurt her” Brettly snarled then gathered Miranda into his arms . “Are you okay? Where are you hurt?” Moving some hair that fallen in her face.<br/><br/>“ Fuck you, We both did, You stupid ass.” Thomas yelled at him. “ Sorry Miranda. That WE hurt you, I hope you’re okay.” Pushing himself for the floor. Once he saw that Miranda was in fact okay he left without a word.