Chapter 11
The next few months were certainly long for Fox. The image of Danielle kept coming back to haunt him. At work, she seemed to pop up everywhere. Whenever he was getting coffee, on the phone or getting a file. It was beginning to seem like she was stalking him. But the bad thing was that she was hardly paying attention to her own work. Danielle got so many lectures from Theresa and had to stay later hours after work to complete unfinished work.
One night Fox found himself in his room by himself. He opened his closet and pulled out a box of his personal things. He hadn't looked at the content inside in ages but today he had a longing to see everything again. He made himself comfortable in a chair and opened the box. The first thing that caught his attention was a photo of Danielle of him hugging each other at the beach. They looked so happy, it brought a smile to his face.
He quickly flipped through the rest of the objects feeling a bit guilty that he was looking at things of another woman. There were a lot of notes saying 'I love you' , movie stubs, poems, and more memorable things. But he decided that this was his past. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit everything in the box. Fox watched his memories burn to a crisp. But the thing is, the one thing he kept was the photo. The one memory he would cherish forever. He stashed it in his drawer knowing no one would ever go through his things and find it.
Fox had moved on with his life, with a new love, Theresa. It was time to rebuild new memories that would guide him through the rest of his life. He found a small box nearby and began to think of things to put in it. He ran around the house collecting objects.
A few minutes later, he came back to his room holding a few things. He looked at each thing before putting it in the box. The first thing he came upon was a dried rose. The rose he had given Theresa the first time they had made love. Next, was the velvet box that had contained the diamond necklace that had pleased her so much, her first gift from him. The next thing made him chuckle, it was a note saying ' Don't worry, be happy..smile!' from her. He was feeling unhapy that day and he had found that note on his table. The rest of the things certainly held a deep meaning in his heart, but somehow he regretted burning everything of his past with Danielle.
The door knocked, it opened and Theresa poked her head in.
"Am I interrupting anything?"
"No, come on in."
She accepted gleefully and made herself comfortable on his lap. She quickly noticed the box.
"What's that?" she said eyeing it curiously.
If this was someone else, he would just tell them that the box contained junk. But everything in it had to do with Theresa, so hey, there was no problem.
"This? ...oh...memories, of special things."
"Can I see?"
"If you want."
Theresa took the box from his hands and opened it. She examined each object closely, everything seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn't quite place it. She looked to him for some explanations. Fox smiled and held her hand intertwining their fingers together. He explained each thing to her and why it was so special. At the end, Theresa was crying.
"Fox, you are so sweet." she sniffled.
"Only for you."
"I can't believe you took all that time."
"Don't worry about it, I enjoyed it."
She glanced around his desk and noticed the burned box. She reached over and took it peering at it strangely because it was black and very unpleasant.
'What happened?"
"Oh nothing much, just some things that I didn't want anymore."
But he could tell she didn't believe it.
"Do you not believe me?" he lowered his lips on hers for a long kiss. When he pulled apart leaving her breathless, he asked once more.
"You think I'm lying?"
Theresa had melted into his kiss and had quickly forgotten what their debate had been about.
"Lying? About what?"
Fox chuckled, Theresa did that alot, she always forgot things. He could tell she was longing for a kiss though by the way she was staring intensely at his lips licking her own unconciously. He decided to grant her wishes. He kissed her again and she wrapped her arms slowly around his neck. She settled into the kiss and let all their worries vanish away...at least for now.
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Fox knew what he wanted. He had to make Theresa his forever before anything bad happened. He had called Theresa on his cell phone telling her to meet him at the beach, and told her to wear a nice dress.
He walked around the beach waiting for her and preparing his speech and how he was going to present it. He saw her car arrive and he slowly walked toward her getting more nervous by the minute.
Theresa was curious on why Fox had called her to the beach and wear a dress. He opened the door of her car and offered his hand to her. She took it and smiled.
"You look beautiful." he said.
"You're not that bad yourself." Fox was wearing a tuxedo and holding rose in his hand. He quickly gave it to her.
"Thank you."
He took her hand and held it while they walked around the beach, he stopped in the middle. He looked at her and took a deep breath. Was he up for this? Fox caressed her face lovingly, Theresa knew something important was going to happen but she didn't say anything.
"Theresa, for the longest time, I've never knew what love was. I thought I would never get the chance to experience it. The day I met you, it became the one thing I would never regret. You've been there for me times nobody else was. Oh, there were times when love gave us troubles but we were able to overcome it,because the love I have for you is too strong. When I realized that I loved you, my whole world lit up. You are the other half of me, a part me of me that I hope will never leave my side." he took a deep breath.
Fox got down on one knee, Theresa covered her mouth with her hand knowing what he was going to say next.
"I love you with all my heart, and if you'll let me, I can be there for the rest of your life, loving you. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, will you marry me?"
By now, tears were running down her face looking down at Fox who was holding out a gorgeous ring. She was speechless. This was a moment she was never going to forget.
Man, Is she going to say something? he thought. He was anxious for her reply. He didn't know what she was thinking. It suddenly occured to him that maybe she would reject, he had never thought of that. Women never turned him down.
"Yes..I will marry you!" she cried throwing her arms around his neck.
Fox sighed in relief and grinned broadly and hugged her tighter.
Theresa pulled away from him and he slipped the ring on her finger.
"I love you."
"Love you too." he hugged her once more before they headed back home.
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Fox was walking toward a creek where he used to hang out alot. He was smiling to himself because of the fact that Theresa and him were engaged. He noticed a woman sitting on a bench weeping.
"Excuse me miss, are you --Danielle?!"
"Oh Fox!" she basically threw herself onto him.
"Are you alright?"
"No, I'm not, why can't things be like they used to be?"
He didn't answer.
"I love you so much Fox."
He pried her arms off him.
"And I know you love me too."
Danielle took something from her purse, a photo, and she showed it to Fox. It was the exact same photo that Fox had left unburned. Coincidence....
"We can be as happy as we used to be."
Fox looked at Danielle, he knew he should just leave but he couldn't. Something about her was making him stay. This was same beautiful woman that he had head over heels with. Any guy would be dying to get next to her, and here she was, throwing herself at him and he was rejecting. What a fool he was. He had been with Danielle more then Theresa, they had experienced alot together as a couple.
"Tell me you love me...let me hear it one last time."
Fox found himself inching closer to Danielle until his mouth was on hers.
"Oh Danielle..." he moaned.
He had to admitt it, he couldn't let her slip away again. He still wanted Danielle...and bad. It was wrong, he obviously knew that but....he had to waitied for her his whole life and she was coming back to him. He had to seize the opportunity. The image of Theresa just seemed very distant.
They deepened the kiss falling back onto the bench, luckily they was a secluded area, so no one would be able to see them.
"Danielle....I still love you."
She smiled warmly at him and pulled him back to her.
This would change everything.
The next few months were certainly long for Fox. The image of Danielle kept coming back to haunt him. At work, she seemed to pop up everywhere. Whenever he was getting coffee, on the phone or getting a file. It was beginning to seem like she was stalking him. But the bad thing was that she was hardly paying attention to her own work. Danielle got so many lectures from Theresa and had to stay later hours after work to complete unfinished work.
One night Fox found himself in his room by himself. He opened his closet and pulled out a box of his personal things. He hadn't looked at the content inside in ages but today he had a longing to see everything again. He made himself comfortable in a chair and opened the box. The first thing that caught his attention was a photo of Danielle of him hugging each other at the beach. They looked so happy, it brought a smile to his face.
He quickly flipped through the rest of the objects feeling a bit guilty that he was looking at things of another woman. There were a lot of notes saying 'I love you' , movie stubs, poems, and more memorable things. But he decided that this was his past. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit everything in the box. Fox watched his memories burn to a crisp. But the thing is, the one thing he kept was the photo. The one memory he would cherish forever. He stashed it in his drawer knowing no one would ever go through his things and find it.
Fox had moved on with his life, with a new love, Theresa. It was time to rebuild new memories that would guide him through the rest of his life. He found a small box nearby and began to think of things to put in it. He ran around the house collecting objects.
A few minutes later, he came back to his room holding a few things. He looked at each thing before putting it in the box. The first thing he came upon was a dried rose. The rose he had given Theresa the first time they had made love. Next, was the velvet box that had contained the diamond necklace that had pleased her so much, her first gift from him. The next thing made him chuckle, it was a note saying ' Don't worry, be happy..smile!' from her. He was feeling unhapy that day and he had found that note on his table. The rest of the things certainly held a deep meaning in his heart, but somehow he regretted burning everything of his past with Danielle.
The door knocked, it opened and Theresa poked her head in.
"Am I interrupting anything?"
"No, come on in."
She accepted gleefully and made herself comfortable on his lap. She quickly noticed the box.
"What's that?" she said eyeing it curiously.
If this was someone else, he would just tell them that the box contained junk. But everything in it had to do with Theresa, so hey, there was no problem.
"This? ...oh...memories, of special things."
"Can I see?"
"If you want."
Theresa took the box from his hands and opened it. She examined each object closely, everything seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn't quite place it. She looked to him for some explanations. Fox smiled and held her hand intertwining their fingers together. He explained each thing to her and why it was so special. At the end, Theresa was crying.
"Fox, you are so sweet." she sniffled.
"Only for you."
"I can't believe you took all that time."
"Don't worry about it, I enjoyed it."
She glanced around his desk and noticed the burned box. She reached over and took it peering at it strangely because it was black and very unpleasant.
'What happened?"
"Oh nothing much, just some things that I didn't want anymore."
But he could tell she didn't believe it.
"Do you not believe me?" he lowered his lips on hers for a long kiss. When he pulled apart leaving her breathless, he asked once more.
"You think I'm lying?"
Theresa had melted into his kiss and had quickly forgotten what their debate had been about.
"Lying? About what?"
Fox chuckled, Theresa did that alot, she always forgot things. He could tell she was longing for a kiss though by the way she was staring intensely at his lips licking her own unconciously. He decided to grant her wishes. He kissed her again and she wrapped her arms slowly around his neck. She settled into the kiss and let all their worries vanish away...at least for now.
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Fox knew what he wanted. He had to make Theresa his forever before anything bad happened. He had called Theresa on his cell phone telling her to meet him at the beach, and told her to wear a nice dress.
He walked around the beach waiting for her and preparing his speech and how he was going to present it. He saw her car arrive and he slowly walked toward her getting more nervous by the minute.
Theresa was curious on why Fox had called her to the beach and wear a dress. He opened the door of her car and offered his hand to her. She took it and smiled.
"You look beautiful." he said.
"You're not that bad yourself." Fox was wearing a tuxedo and holding rose in his hand. He quickly gave it to her.
"Thank you."
He took her hand and held it while they walked around the beach, he stopped in the middle. He looked at her and took a deep breath. Was he up for this? Fox caressed her face lovingly, Theresa knew something important was going to happen but she didn't say anything.
"Theresa, for the longest time, I've never knew what love was. I thought I would never get the chance to experience it. The day I met you, it became the one thing I would never regret. You've been there for me times nobody else was. Oh, there were times when love gave us troubles but we were able to overcome it,because the love I have for you is too strong. When I realized that I loved you, my whole world lit up. You are the other half of me, a part me of me that I hope will never leave my side." he took a deep breath.
Fox got down on one knee, Theresa covered her mouth with her hand knowing what he was going to say next.
"I love you with all my heart, and if you'll let me, I can be there for the rest of your life, loving you. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, will you marry me?"
By now, tears were running down her face looking down at Fox who was holding out a gorgeous ring. She was speechless. This was a moment she was never going to forget.
Man, Is she going to say something? he thought. He was anxious for her reply. He didn't know what she was thinking. It suddenly occured to him that maybe she would reject, he had never thought of that. Women never turned him down.
"Yes..I will marry you!" she cried throwing her arms around his neck.
Fox sighed in relief and grinned broadly and hugged her tighter.
Theresa pulled away from him and he slipped the ring on her finger.
"I love you."
"Love you too." he hugged her once more before they headed back home.
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Fox was walking toward a creek where he used to hang out alot. He was smiling to himself because of the fact that Theresa and him were engaged. He noticed a woman sitting on a bench weeping.
"Excuse me miss, are you --Danielle?!"
"Oh Fox!" she basically threw herself onto him.
"Are you alright?"
"No, I'm not, why can't things be like they used to be?"
He didn't answer.
"I love you so much Fox."
He pried her arms off him.
"And I know you love me too."
Danielle took something from her purse, a photo, and she showed it to Fox. It was the exact same photo that Fox had left unburned. Coincidence....
"We can be as happy as we used to be."
Fox looked at Danielle, he knew he should just leave but he couldn't. Something about her was making him stay. This was same beautiful woman that he had head over heels with. Any guy would be dying to get next to her, and here she was, throwing herself at him and he was rejecting. What a fool he was. He had been with Danielle more then Theresa, they had experienced alot together as a couple.
"Tell me you love me...let me hear it one last time."
Fox found himself inching closer to Danielle until his mouth was on hers.
"Oh Danielle..." he moaned.
He had to admitt it, he couldn't let her slip away again. He still wanted Danielle...and bad. It was wrong, he obviously knew that but....he had to waitied for her his whole life and she was coming back to him. He had to seize the opportunity. The image of Theresa just seemed very distant.
They deepened the kiss falling back onto the bench, luckily they was a secluded area, so no one would be able to see them.
"Danielle....I still love you."
She smiled warmly at him and pulled him back to her.
This would change everything.