This takes place right after Ethan proposed to Gwen a LONG time ago.
"Hi Ethan." Said Theresa trying not to look at him for fear she'd blurt out how she really felt about him and she knew that would most likely be disastrous. "Have you seen Mrs. Crane? I was suppost to work today but I can't find her anywhere."
"Oh, I'm sorry Theresa. Mother urgently had to go out of town. It looks like you have a few days off." He said smiling at her.
That smile and his crystal blue eyes made Theresa's heart melt.
Ethan ran his fingers through his hair. "Hey Theresa, why don't we sit down and talk?" her asked taking her sweater for her. " I want to know how everything is going."
Theresa reluctantly sat down. "Ethan maybe I-I should go home now. I have a lot of stuff to get done." Yeah thinking and moping over you. She thought silently.
"Those things can wait. Theresa, what's wrong? You seem really sad lately and every time I look at you, you seem on the verge of breaking down. I know you and Chuck broke up but is there something else?"
"No I'm fine." Said Theresa putting on a fake smile. "Everything's great." She said lowering her head so her long hair covered her face.
"Theresa, I'm not that gullible, come on, we can talk to each other about anything, I promise." He said lifting her chin up with two fingers.
Theresa looked at him and a tear slipped slowly down her cheek. Ethan went to brush it away but she wouldn't let him and she quickly got up. "Ethan, I'm sorry I have to go." She hurried out the door and away from Ethan.
Ethan just sat there looking towards the door where Theresa had just left. He felt so bad for her. She was so sad. She was his friend and she had to do something to make her feel better. He looked over and saw that Theresa had left her sweater. He decided he would take it to her. He grabbed the sweater and his keys and headed out the door.
An hour later Theresa was in her room with Whitney. Theresa had never felt so miserable except when a couple days ago she given up the engagement ring and had watched as her dreams dissolved as Ethan had proposed to Gwen.
Unbeknownst to her Ethan showed up. He had a sweater in one hand and a card and teddy bear in the other. He was determined to see her bright brown eyes light up and a smile spread across her face.
He knocked on the door but no one answered so he turned the knob and found it unlocked. He decided to just lay the things on Theresa's bed, he hoped Luis wouldn't suddenly come home or he'd be in a large amount of trouble.
He went in and walked up the stairs to Theresa's room.
He neared the slightly opened door and was about to go in when he heard someone talking and mention is name. It was against his better judgment to stand there without anyone knowing but he figured if Theresa wouldn't tell him what was wrong maybe he could find out this way.
"I've lost Ethan forever, Whit."
Ethan was confused. How had she lost him?
"Whitney, I've loved him for so long, I can't live like this, he has to know and I have to tell him."
Ethan was almost in tears as he heard this. He could hear her crying and the pain in her voice was almost unbearable to him. She sounded so heartbroken and for a moment he wanted to run into her room and comfort her. "She must be talking about Chuck now." He thought to himself.
"Yeah, Theresa, and tell him what? Hey, Ethan Crane, I'm in love with you and I have been for years. I didn't try to break up your relationship with Gwen and I know you're getting married but I love you and it doesn't matter?" said Whitney sarcastically. "Get real, Theresa. It will never happen. Ethan doesn't love you and he never will. You have to accept that!"
"Whitney stop saying that!" Theresa said in an agonized scream. "I love him!"
"I'm sorry Honey, but I don't want you to keep getting hurt and I'm sorry you're hurting now but you have to accept the facts, quit your job at the Cranes and move on."
Ethan was shocked, he stood there with his mouth open. There was no way he had misunderstood. Theresa was in love with him, crying because of him, in pain because of him.… He didn't know what to do. He sat down her stuff and quietly left.
"Hi Ethan." Said Theresa trying not to look at him for fear she'd blurt out how she really felt about him and she knew that would most likely be disastrous. "Have you seen Mrs. Crane? I was suppost to work today but I can't find her anywhere."
"Oh, I'm sorry Theresa. Mother urgently had to go out of town. It looks like you have a few days off." He said smiling at her.
That smile and his crystal blue eyes made Theresa's heart melt.
Ethan ran his fingers through his hair. "Hey Theresa, why don't we sit down and talk?" her asked taking her sweater for her. " I want to know how everything is going."
Theresa reluctantly sat down. "Ethan maybe I-I should go home now. I have a lot of stuff to get done." Yeah thinking and moping over you. She thought silently.
"Those things can wait. Theresa, what's wrong? You seem really sad lately and every time I look at you, you seem on the verge of breaking down. I know you and Chuck broke up but is there something else?"
"No I'm fine." Said Theresa putting on a fake smile. "Everything's great." She said lowering her head so her long hair covered her face.
"Theresa, I'm not that gullible, come on, we can talk to each other about anything, I promise." He said lifting her chin up with two fingers.
Theresa looked at him and a tear slipped slowly down her cheek. Ethan went to brush it away but she wouldn't let him and she quickly got up. "Ethan, I'm sorry I have to go." She hurried out the door and away from Ethan.
Ethan just sat there looking towards the door where Theresa had just left. He felt so bad for her. She was so sad. She was his friend and she had to do something to make her feel better. He looked over and saw that Theresa had left her sweater. He decided he would take it to her. He grabbed the sweater and his keys and headed out the door.
An hour later Theresa was in her room with Whitney. Theresa had never felt so miserable except when a couple days ago she given up the engagement ring and had watched as her dreams dissolved as Ethan had proposed to Gwen.
Unbeknownst to her Ethan showed up. He had a sweater in one hand and a card and teddy bear in the other. He was determined to see her bright brown eyes light up and a smile spread across her face.
He knocked on the door but no one answered so he turned the knob and found it unlocked. He decided to just lay the things on Theresa's bed, he hoped Luis wouldn't suddenly come home or he'd be in a large amount of trouble.
He went in and walked up the stairs to Theresa's room.
He neared the slightly opened door and was about to go in when he heard someone talking and mention is name. It was against his better judgment to stand there without anyone knowing but he figured if Theresa wouldn't tell him what was wrong maybe he could find out this way.
"I've lost Ethan forever, Whit."
Ethan was confused. How had she lost him?
"Whitney, I've loved him for so long, I can't live like this, he has to know and I have to tell him."
Ethan was almost in tears as he heard this. He could hear her crying and the pain in her voice was almost unbearable to him. She sounded so heartbroken and for a moment he wanted to run into her room and comfort her. "She must be talking about Chuck now." He thought to himself.
"Yeah, Theresa, and tell him what? Hey, Ethan Crane, I'm in love with you and I have been for years. I didn't try to break up your relationship with Gwen and I know you're getting married but I love you and it doesn't matter?" said Whitney sarcastically. "Get real, Theresa. It will never happen. Ethan doesn't love you and he never will. You have to accept that!"
"Whitney stop saying that!" Theresa said in an agonized scream. "I love him!"
"I'm sorry Honey, but I don't want you to keep getting hurt and I'm sorry you're hurting now but you have to accept the facts, quit your job at the Cranes and move on."
Ethan was shocked, he stood there with his mouth open. There was no way he had misunderstood. Theresa was in love with him, crying because of him, in pain because of him.… He didn't know what to do. He sat down her stuff and quietly left.
