Chapter 7:
"Gwen!" Rebecca made her way over to the marble staircase and called upstairs
to Gwen. Her daughter had just run off in tears, and it had bothered her. How dare Ethan
dump her! She didn't want to see her only child suffering like this. But that wasn't the main
reason she was calling out to her daughter. The Hotchkisses needed the money and they
were hoping they could do something, anything to get Gwen to marry a Crane. They had
been thinking and strategizing over this for a long time. It had to work. It just had to.
Rebecca and Jonathan made their way up the stairs and into Gwen's room. They
saw her on her queen sized bed, her shoulders heaving from all the uncontrollable sobbs
that were escaping her body. They felt bad for her - she was after all their daughter - and
they did love her, but this money thing was a very influential issue in their mind's as well.
"Honey," Jonathan said warmly, as he coaxed Gwen to look at him and his wife.
"It's going to be ok. I'm sorry for what we said earlier."
"So am I," Rebecca put in, wrapping her two favorite people up in a nice, big
group hug.
After Gwen had settled down and had washed her face, they all headed back
downstairs to continue their supper in the dining room.
Rebecca had a very thoughtful look on her face, which Jonathan noticed. Before
he could ask her what was up, she spoke. "Maybe you could marry Fox," Rebecca blurted
out. She didn't wait to get a reaction from Gwen, because she figured it wouldn't be a
positive one. So she continued to talk before she could or would be interrupted. "He, too is
a Crane, and just as handsome as Ethan. Be open-minded, sweetheart. He could be a good
husband to you. Don't you agree, Jonathan?" She turned to her husband, sending him
signals with her eyes to say 'yes.'
"Oh definitely!" Jonathan was forced to say. He didn't really care who Gwen
married, as long as it was a person who was rich. And the Cranes were the only rich family
in all of Harmony, other than them of course, but that was quickly losing its verity.
"He's four years younger than me!" Gwen said, exasperated, hardly believing
the words that had just come out of her mother's mouth. How they could suggest that? She
had never even given anyone besides Ethan a second glance or thought. Well, except now,
when it came to Hank. But that was a total other issue.
"Who cares about the age when you've got the zillions, Gwen!" her father said,
in the exact same tone as hers. He threw his hands up in the air in aggravation.
"Well honey think of it like this," Rebecca put in, trying to get Gwen to
understand their point of view, "Fox and Ethan are brothers. They have the same genetic
makeup." That was quite a futile attempt at persuasion but it was all she could come up
with at the moment. Her eyes pleaded with Gwen, hoping she could convince her to set her
eyes on Fox.
"NO!" Gwen yelled, getting angry. "I will love someone again on my own, ok?
We may be rich, but that doesn't mean we have to marry the rich. I will NOT, repeat NOT
be forced to marry someone I don't love. This discussion is over." Standing up, she carried
her plate into the kitchen. Her parents stared at her disapprovingly. Why couldn't she
want what they wanted? An easy, laidback life with millions to burn? Who cares if the
marriage would be loveless - they would be a rich family - and that was all that truly
mattered in the hearts of Rebecca and Jonathan Hotchkiss.
{a/n: ok the last two chapters have been off the hank/gwen/theresa/ethan topic,
but hey as every good writer knows, you need a few chps like that. it will make sense more
later on y i included becky and jonathan in this fic. please keep reading. thanx for
reviewing people.}
"Gwen!" Rebecca made her way over to the marble staircase and called upstairs
to Gwen. Her daughter had just run off in tears, and it had bothered her. How dare Ethan
dump her! She didn't want to see her only child suffering like this. But that wasn't the main
reason she was calling out to her daughter. The Hotchkisses needed the money and they
were hoping they could do something, anything to get Gwen to marry a Crane. They had
been thinking and strategizing over this for a long time. It had to work. It just had to.
Rebecca and Jonathan made their way up the stairs and into Gwen's room. They
saw her on her queen sized bed, her shoulders heaving from all the uncontrollable sobbs
that were escaping her body. They felt bad for her - she was after all their daughter - and
they did love her, but this money thing was a very influential issue in their mind's as well.
"Honey," Jonathan said warmly, as he coaxed Gwen to look at him and his wife.
"It's going to be ok. I'm sorry for what we said earlier."
"So am I," Rebecca put in, wrapping her two favorite people up in a nice, big
group hug.
After Gwen had settled down and had washed her face, they all headed back
downstairs to continue their supper in the dining room.
Rebecca had a very thoughtful look on her face, which Jonathan noticed. Before
he could ask her what was up, she spoke. "Maybe you could marry Fox," Rebecca blurted
out. She didn't wait to get a reaction from Gwen, because she figured it wouldn't be a
positive one. So she continued to talk before she could or would be interrupted. "He, too is
a Crane, and just as handsome as Ethan. Be open-minded, sweetheart. He could be a good
husband to you. Don't you agree, Jonathan?" She turned to her husband, sending him
signals with her eyes to say 'yes.'
"Oh definitely!" Jonathan was forced to say. He didn't really care who Gwen
married, as long as it was a person who was rich. And the Cranes were the only rich family
in all of Harmony, other than them of course, but that was quickly losing its verity.
"He's four years younger than me!" Gwen said, exasperated, hardly believing
the words that had just come out of her mother's mouth. How they could suggest that? She
had never even given anyone besides Ethan a second glance or thought. Well, except now,
when it came to Hank. But that was a total other issue.
"Who cares about the age when you've got the zillions, Gwen!" her father said,
in the exact same tone as hers. He threw his hands up in the air in aggravation.
"Well honey think of it like this," Rebecca put in, trying to get Gwen to
understand their point of view, "Fox and Ethan are brothers. They have the same genetic
makeup." That was quite a futile attempt at persuasion but it was all she could come up
with at the moment. Her eyes pleaded with Gwen, hoping she could convince her to set her
eyes on Fox.
"NO!" Gwen yelled, getting angry. "I will love someone again on my own, ok?
We may be rich, but that doesn't mean we have to marry the rich. I will NOT, repeat NOT
be forced to marry someone I don't love. This discussion is over." Standing up, she carried
her plate into the kitchen. Her parents stared at her disapprovingly. Why couldn't she
want what they wanted? An easy, laidback life with millions to burn? Who cares if the
marriage would be loveless - they would be a rich family - and that was all that truly
mattered in the hearts of Rebecca and Jonathan Hotchkiss.
{a/n: ok the last two chapters have been off the hank/gwen/theresa/ethan topic,
but hey as every good writer knows, you need a few chps like that. it will make sense more
later on y i included becky and jonathan in this fic. please keep reading. thanx for
reviewing people.}