Chapter 22
Fox woke up in the morning awfully stressed and tired. He looked around the room to discover he had fallen asleep on the couch, in the living room. He noticed the tape ejected from the VCR and everything came flooding back, Danielle's horrible plan, the hurtful words he had said to Theresa, the pain that had reflected in her eyes and the fact that was pregnant with his child. This was so unreal, how could so much happen in such a short period of time?
He warily walked back up to his room to change into fresh new clothes, he smelled like beer. As he dropped his shirt into the laundry basket, the locket fell out of his pocket. He gazed at it and bent down to pick it up. He fingered it and eyed the box up in his closet. He pulled it down 'Theresa and Fox' the cover said. Opening it, he dropped the necklace inside, smiling because he knew it was in a safe place.
After freshening up, he walked back toward the kitchen to grab a coffee. Fox noticed a bakery box beside the pot. He opened it to find several strawberry muffins. He closed his eyes remembering that day..
*Flashback*
Hand in hand, Theresa and Fox were walking down the street to a small little deli that was around the corner. Grumbling a bit, Fox opened his mouth to speak.
"Theresa, it's 7 in the morning and you're dragging me to eat breakfast?"
"Don't complain." was her reply.
"We could be in bed right now, sleeping peacefully and blissfully, but instead we wake up 3 hours earlier to eat."
"This deli is great. All the good stuff will be gone by then. So we have to get there early."
"Oh fine, but promise me you'll make up those 3 hours later by doing things I want to do." He said with a wink.
Theresa just squeezed his hand and smiled at him. Hearing Fox complain didn't bother her in the slightest. She knew that he didn't mind coming with her.
Fox looked at her, she was smiling knowingly. Honestly Fox enjoyed accompanying her to this particular deli at the crack of dawn. It was obviously quite important if she brought him with her. Well not exactly important but she must be fond of the food there.
They arrived to the little store and they walked in. Behind the counter, a young man grinned.
"Hey Theresa! The usual?"
She smiled "Morning Collin, yeah, the usual but throw in another coffee and three more of my little baby's."
Fox raised an eyebrow, quite confused. What were her 'baby's'?
"Sure, coming right up. Grab a table." Collin said, he then noticed Fox standing there. "And this is?"
"Fox." Theresa replied wrapping an arm around his waist.
"Ah yes, Fox." He said in a tone as if he knew so much about him. Collin stuck out his hand, which Fox took, and they shook hands. "Pleasure to meet you."
"Same here."
"You're very lucky to have a woman like Theresa. I would die to have someone like her."
Fox pulled Theresa a little closer to him. What was up with this guy? He better not have anything for his woman. He smiled uncomfortably but sincerely replied,
"Yeah I am, Theresa is amazing." She blushed a bit, which Fox noticed. "Don't deny it." He grinned.
She took his hand and sat down at a table.
"What are your 'baby's'?" Fox pouted. "I thought I was your only baby."
Theresa laughed and leaned over the table to give him a sweet kiss. She settled back down in her seat.
"Of course you are. They're my favorite food."
"I see. So what's up with Collin and you? You guys seem pretty tight." He casually said.
Theresa smiled, "Why, jealous?"
"What? No!" but then he remembered all the times that Theresa had gotten mad at him for not telling the truth.
"Fine, a bit." He muttered.
Theresa heard him and clapped her hands gleefully, happy he gave in.
"Collin is like my little brother. I'm a regular customer here, I come almost every day. In the morning he's always the one working here. I'm alone so he keeps me company and we talk together."
Fox nodded a bit, quite surprised.
"I've never seen you leave the house before."
"Yeah, because you're always sleeping. No one can get you up."
"What can I say? I'm up all night doing.let's see.energetic things."
Theresa rolled her eyes.
"So why did you bring me with you today?"
"Luckily you actually got up without that much complaining. I love this place a lot, this food is great. I assumed that you would like to experience what I enjoy."
Fox nodded again, comprehending her actions, he smiled at her.
"I'm glad you brought me here."
"Me too."
Collin came and placed a box and two coffees on the table.
"Enjoy."
"Thanks."
Fox opened the box to find several strawberry muffins.
"This is what you order every day?"
"Yeah."
Fox stared at the food; he had never really enjoyed eating strawberries. While people found them incredibly sweet, the taste was sour for him. He came back to reality when Theresa touched his arm.
"Excuse me for a sec." She said heading off for the restrooms. The minute she walked off, Collin wandered over and sat in front of Fox.
"Don't ever let her go."
"What?"
"Don't ever let Theresa go. I knew how much she loves you. Everyday when we talk, it's about you. She says thoughtful things about you and how happy she is to have you in her life."
Fox was genuinely shocked. "She does?"
"Yeah, don't hurt her. I know how much emotional she can be. She cried her eyes out when you thought you were cheating behind your back."
"I won't, Theresa means the world to me."
She came walking back smiling; Collin saw her and stood up.
"Remember what I said, no matter what happens, keep Theresa in mind first. Don't break her heart."
"Thanks, I promise, all I'll do is love her." Collin nodded and walked away as Theresa sauntered over to the table.
"What was that?"
"Just some man-to-man talk."
Theresa peered into the box seeing it was still full.
"Haven't you tried any?"
"Nah, I think I'll pass."
"What? Why? I think you'll like them."
"It's alright, I've never liked strawberries."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
"Everyone loves strawberries!"
"Not me, sweet things have never really mixed with me."
"What? We mix perfectly."
Fox smirked, "I would exactly define you as sweet, more as beautiful but bossy and." he stopped when he saw Theresa glaring at him. "Basically all I'm saying is, I don't want any. I'm perfectly content with my coffee." He said taking a sip.
"You have to at least try some, you might yourself liking it."
"I doubt-" suddenly a chunk of muffin was placed into his mouth. He looked over to Theresa who was looking at him anxiously to see his reaction.
He slowly bit into and chewed, and sweetness washed over him surprising himself. Nothing had ever tasted that good. This was beyond delicious, he was in heaven. Why did the flavor taste so different this time? Probably because he was with Theresa. He swallowed and craved for more. He glanced over at Theresa.
"And?" she asked patiently.
Fox just shrugged, "It's okay." He didn't want to prove to her that she was right.
Theresa knew he had loved it by the way Fox was staring intently at the muffins, as if he could eat them all just by staring. She grinned at him.
"I know you loved it."
Fox gave in and grinned. "Fine, this is good." He grabbed another one.
"Told you so."
"Yeah, yeah."
After a half hour of feeding each other and chatting comfortably, it was time to leave. They got up.
"Bye Collin." They called out.
"Later."
They walked down the street when Fox stopped.
"I think I left my wallet there."
"All right, go get it."
"You can go on home first, be back soon." He planted a smooth kiss on her lips and ran off.
He stepped back into the shop.
"Forget something?"
"Give me one box of strawberry muffins please." He said grinning
"Sure."
He packed them up into a box and handed it to Fox.
"Thanks man! Later."
"Bye!"
Fox took one and bit into it, but the next second he spit it out. The taste was all dull and sour. The only reason why it had been so delicious the other time was because Theresa had been with him. His world revolved around her. If she wasn't there, everything seemed tasteless, non-colorful and plain dull.
He remembered all of Collin's wise words and shook his head shamefully, he had promised that he wouldn't break Theresa's heart, but unfortunately he had broken it. It was such a simple task and he couldn't accomplish it.
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Theresa lay in her bed wiping her teary eyes. She still couldn't believe it what had happened. She had stayed awake all night hoping she would get a phone call from Fox. She knew that was very unlikely, but all she wanted was her love.
The lights were shut off in her room; usually the windows would be open, letting the sun shine in. But today, brightness did not seem to agree with her mood. Theresa wanted it to rain, she hoped Fox was as miserable as she was, but she doubted that, he was probably too busy trying to please Danielle.
Theresa touched her stomach, was she going to keep the baby? Having Sarah without Fox had been hard enough, but at least she had Jacob. But this time, she truly was alone. No one would be there for her when she gave birth, besides her family. Theresa sighed; she would have to think about this important matter some more.
She let her eyes wander to a chair and a plush toy that was settled on top. It was a bear with wings; she let her mind drift off for a while..
*Flashback*
The night was still young; Theresa and Fox were at the carnival. He had wanted to take her mind off Jacob and what she done to him. So he assumed that the carnival would be the perfect place for them to be in, and he was right. Theresa was smiling and enjoying everything that was going on.
"Fox, this was a great idea, the carnival. I never thought I would be here."
"I knew you would like something like this."
"I'm glad I'm here."
Fox smiled and reached for her hand, she didn't protest but gave him an encouraging smile in return. Their fingers intertwined as they walked through the crowds.
They had an amazing time, going on rides that Theresa hated but felt somewhat better because Fox was there. As she stepped out off the seat of the roller coaster, she felt sick.
She had always hated those fast rides; the last time she had gone on one was when Miguel had forced her too. He said that she was a chicken and was too scared. To prove him wrong, she got on the fastest one, to make it all clear, she threw her hands up in the air, yelling and whooping. When she had gotten off, Miguel told her that she was brave. He walked off to find Charity. The second she saw him leave, she ran off to the bathroom to throw up.
Her mind was spinning and couldn't see straight. She tried to walk and instantly toppled over; luckily Fox was there to catch her fall. He steered her away from the crowd and sat down on a bench.
"You all right?"
"Just a little dizzy."
"You should have told me, we didn't need to go on."
Theresa retold him the story of Miguel and her, at the end, Fox laughed.
"Theresa, I wouldn't make fun of you, you know that. It's not like I enjoyed the ride that much either."
She looked up at him, surprised. "Really?"
"Yeah, I just have to keep up my .macho image."
Theresa smirked, "Sure you do."
"So I take that you're feeling better?"
"Definitely."
Fox stood up and offered his hand to her, she took it and they continued to walk watching all the booths and games. Suddenly Theresa stopped; she was gazing at a stuffed animal. Fox noticed and looked in her direction.
"It's cute, isn't it?"
"Sure."
"I used to have doll like that. Mama bought it for me, but it got all ratty."
"Do you want it?"
"I wouldn't mind, why?"
But Fox was already walking up to the booth.
"Fox?!" she called out
"Excuse me, how much is this?" he signaled to the bear.
"Sorry, you have to win it, not buy it,"
"All right, fine, what do I have to do?"
"See those milk bottles? You have to knock them all down. 3 tries."
"Sounds easy enough." He slipped the man a bill as he collected three plastic balls.
Theresa ran up to him, "Fox, what are you doing?"
"Winning you the bear."
"You didn't have to."
"I can tell you want it, besides I was the star of the baseball team, I'll knock them all down in one try." He boasted.
"All right, be careful."
Fox aimed and threw the ball, SMASH! The bottles came tumbling down. He grinned.
"What did I tell you?"
"Good throw Mister. What do you want?"
"The bear please."
The booth manager handed it to Fox, which in turn he handed it to Theresa.
"Here."
Theresa held it, as if it were the most precious thing in the world. She was quite touched actually. She looked up and smiled softly at him.
"Thank you." She leaned up to give a peck on the cheek. Fox pulled her closer.
"Theresa, remember, whatever you want, I'll give it to you."
*End of flashback*
Theresa sighed again; things had been so perfect back then. She wanted Fox, but would he able to give her that? She slowly got up and sat down in front of the mirror gazing at her reflection.
"What is wrong with me? Why won't anyone love me?" she knew that she was attractive but how come Fox didn't want her?
Theresa grabbed a sweatshirt and decided maybe a walk would calm her down.
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Fox was sitting on top of the counter thinking. Suddenly the door opened, he looked over eagerly, somewhat expecting that it might be Theresa. Danielle's blond head appeared.
"Oh, it's you."
"And I was expecting a more joyful greeting."
She walked into the kitchen to see Fox looking all tired.
"Been up all night?"
Fox just shrugged.
"Ugh, you better not be thinking about her again."
"And if I am?"
"You know what I can do."
She looked beside him and saw the bakery box.
"I thought you never liked strawberries."
"I've changed."
"I can tell. But luckily you haven't changed your feelings for me." She scooted a little closer to him.
Fox stared at the ceiling; he wanted to be touched by Theresa, to feel her lips on his. He looked at Danielle and suddenly grabbed Danielle by the waist and pressed his lips on her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She gladly accepted. Fox knew this was wrong but he needed to get his mind off something. For all he knew this could be his last decent kiss.
'Finally after all my hard work, Fox has come back to me.' She thought as she ran her fingers through his blond hair. Fox slid off the counter and somehow backed her into the living room and pinned her against the wall. He pulled apart and gazed at her, she was nothing like Theresa. She was rough and demanding while Theresa was sweet, delicate and innocent. But nothing mattered, Fox roughly kissed her again.
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Theresa found herself on the street of the Crane mansion, she was thinking so much about him, and her feet brought her here. Maybe this was a sign saying that they should be together. She wanted to go talk to him, she never liked to be the one to make the first move but somehow her heart was telling her that there was more to the issue of Danielle. Maybe Fox had realized he had made a mistake and wanted forgiveness.
She slowly walked up the steps and lifted her hand to the door but before she knocked, she wanted to see if Fox had opened the present; the video. She walked over to the side window; she could always see a good view of the living room. When she peered through the glass, she saw Fox kissing Danielle passionately. All the pain came rushing back, why did she come here in the first place? It didn't seem as if Fox was even feeling a tad guilty about what he had done to her. Theresa knew that she should walk away but her body wouldn't budge.
She saw him run his fingers through Danielle's hair. She remembered that he used to always do that to her, she wished that she were the one in his arms. Theresa felt her eyes begin water but she quickly wiped them away with her sleeve, she had promise herself that she would try and stop crying over him. It was over for them.
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Fox stopped kissing Danielle and gazed out the window and caught hold of Theresa staring at him. He closed his eyes and groaned, this had to happen. He had to kiss Danielle at this particular time. He always chose to do the stupidest things even though at the back of head, he knew it was wrong.
Danielle was wondering why he had stopped and turned to look what he was staring at, it was Theresa, she glared at her. Miss. Lopez fitz-gerald had to ruin everything. Fox saw her teary eyes and looked down shamefully, he instantly shoved Danielle off him.
"What's wrong sugar-bear?"
"Nothing."
"Let's continue what we were doing." She said putting her arms around his neck again.
"I said stop!! All right?" Danielle was really getting on his nerves.
"You're only acting this way because Theresa is there. If she hadn't arrived, we would probably be making love right now!"
Fox knew that she was right, but he wasn't about to agree with her, he saw Theresa turn to leave, he had to go talk with her. He pushed Danielle off him and ran out the door.
"Fox, if you go after her, you know what I'll do!!" but Fox was already out of the house, Danielle pounded her fist onto the table, if things were going to continue like this, she would have to bring this matter into her own hands.
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Theresa spun around to leave, Fox had caught her eye. They exchanged some eye contact, he had shoved away Danielle but she knew that he wouldn't have continued if she hadn't arrived. She started walking down the steps, sighing. Suddenly she heard the door open.
"Theresa!!" she heard him call, but this wasn't the time, she didn't want to talk to him.
She sped up and walked as quickly as she could. Fox quickly caught up to her, he touched her shoulder.
"Theresa." he repeated.
She pulled away from him, should she keep on running? Or stay here and talk? She whipped her head around, not letting the tears fall.
"What?"
Fox could see she was still deeply hurt, but she was trying to be strong. All he wanted to do was take her in his arms and smother her with kisses.
"Listen to me all right? I just want to explain something."
"No need to, you made it pretty damn clear that you're getting bored with me. Just go back to Danielle." She turned around and continued to walk but halted when Fox appeared in front of her again.
"No, last night.."
"Was so much fun." She finished off as she rolled her eyes.
"No, Danielle.I.we.. then..plan." Fox didn't know how to bring out the truth, if she found that he told Theresa, she would kill them both.
Theresa looked at him stuttering expecting him to go on. Fox noticed that Theresa was finally actually listening to his words.
"Never mind."
Theresa had it, she had given him a chance to explain but he blew it.
"Leave me alone Fox!" she ran away leaving Fox alone.
Fox stood there shocked, nothing was going right today.
Fox woke up in the morning awfully stressed and tired. He looked around the room to discover he had fallen asleep on the couch, in the living room. He noticed the tape ejected from the VCR and everything came flooding back, Danielle's horrible plan, the hurtful words he had said to Theresa, the pain that had reflected in her eyes and the fact that was pregnant with his child. This was so unreal, how could so much happen in such a short period of time?
He warily walked back up to his room to change into fresh new clothes, he smelled like beer. As he dropped his shirt into the laundry basket, the locket fell out of his pocket. He gazed at it and bent down to pick it up. He fingered it and eyed the box up in his closet. He pulled it down 'Theresa and Fox' the cover said. Opening it, he dropped the necklace inside, smiling because he knew it was in a safe place.
After freshening up, he walked back toward the kitchen to grab a coffee. Fox noticed a bakery box beside the pot. He opened it to find several strawberry muffins. He closed his eyes remembering that day..
*Flashback*
Hand in hand, Theresa and Fox were walking down the street to a small little deli that was around the corner. Grumbling a bit, Fox opened his mouth to speak.
"Theresa, it's 7 in the morning and you're dragging me to eat breakfast?"
"Don't complain." was her reply.
"We could be in bed right now, sleeping peacefully and blissfully, but instead we wake up 3 hours earlier to eat."
"This deli is great. All the good stuff will be gone by then. So we have to get there early."
"Oh fine, but promise me you'll make up those 3 hours later by doing things I want to do." He said with a wink.
Theresa just squeezed his hand and smiled at him. Hearing Fox complain didn't bother her in the slightest. She knew that he didn't mind coming with her.
Fox looked at her, she was smiling knowingly. Honestly Fox enjoyed accompanying her to this particular deli at the crack of dawn. It was obviously quite important if she brought him with her. Well not exactly important but she must be fond of the food there.
They arrived to the little store and they walked in. Behind the counter, a young man grinned.
"Hey Theresa! The usual?"
She smiled "Morning Collin, yeah, the usual but throw in another coffee and three more of my little baby's."
Fox raised an eyebrow, quite confused. What were her 'baby's'?
"Sure, coming right up. Grab a table." Collin said, he then noticed Fox standing there. "And this is?"
"Fox." Theresa replied wrapping an arm around his waist.
"Ah yes, Fox." He said in a tone as if he knew so much about him. Collin stuck out his hand, which Fox took, and they shook hands. "Pleasure to meet you."
"Same here."
"You're very lucky to have a woman like Theresa. I would die to have someone like her."
Fox pulled Theresa a little closer to him. What was up with this guy? He better not have anything for his woman. He smiled uncomfortably but sincerely replied,
"Yeah I am, Theresa is amazing." She blushed a bit, which Fox noticed. "Don't deny it." He grinned.
She took his hand and sat down at a table.
"What are your 'baby's'?" Fox pouted. "I thought I was your only baby."
Theresa laughed and leaned over the table to give him a sweet kiss. She settled back down in her seat.
"Of course you are. They're my favorite food."
"I see. So what's up with Collin and you? You guys seem pretty tight." He casually said.
Theresa smiled, "Why, jealous?"
"What? No!" but then he remembered all the times that Theresa had gotten mad at him for not telling the truth.
"Fine, a bit." He muttered.
Theresa heard him and clapped her hands gleefully, happy he gave in.
"Collin is like my little brother. I'm a regular customer here, I come almost every day. In the morning he's always the one working here. I'm alone so he keeps me company and we talk together."
Fox nodded a bit, quite surprised.
"I've never seen you leave the house before."
"Yeah, because you're always sleeping. No one can get you up."
"What can I say? I'm up all night doing.let's see.energetic things."
Theresa rolled her eyes.
"So why did you bring me with you today?"
"Luckily you actually got up without that much complaining. I love this place a lot, this food is great. I assumed that you would like to experience what I enjoy."
Fox nodded again, comprehending her actions, he smiled at her.
"I'm glad you brought me here."
"Me too."
Collin came and placed a box and two coffees on the table.
"Enjoy."
"Thanks."
Fox opened the box to find several strawberry muffins.
"This is what you order every day?"
"Yeah."
Fox stared at the food; he had never really enjoyed eating strawberries. While people found them incredibly sweet, the taste was sour for him. He came back to reality when Theresa touched his arm.
"Excuse me for a sec." She said heading off for the restrooms. The minute she walked off, Collin wandered over and sat in front of Fox.
"Don't ever let her go."
"What?"
"Don't ever let Theresa go. I knew how much she loves you. Everyday when we talk, it's about you. She says thoughtful things about you and how happy she is to have you in her life."
Fox was genuinely shocked. "She does?"
"Yeah, don't hurt her. I know how much emotional she can be. She cried her eyes out when you thought you were cheating behind your back."
"I won't, Theresa means the world to me."
She came walking back smiling; Collin saw her and stood up.
"Remember what I said, no matter what happens, keep Theresa in mind first. Don't break her heart."
"Thanks, I promise, all I'll do is love her." Collin nodded and walked away as Theresa sauntered over to the table.
"What was that?"
"Just some man-to-man talk."
Theresa peered into the box seeing it was still full.
"Haven't you tried any?"
"Nah, I think I'll pass."
"What? Why? I think you'll like them."
"It's alright, I've never liked strawberries."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
"Everyone loves strawberries!"
"Not me, sweet things have never really mixed with me."
"What? We mix perfectly."
Fox smirked, "I would exactly define you as sweet, more as beautiful but bossy and." he stopped when he saw Theresa glaring at him. "Basically all I'm saying is, I don't want any. I'm perfectly content with my coffee." He said taking a sip.
"You have to at least try some, you might yourself liking it."
"I doubt-" suddenly a chunk of muffin was placed into his mouth. He looked over to Theresa who was looking at him anxiously to see his reaction.
He slowly bit into and chewed, and sweetness washed over him surprising himself. Nothing had ever tasted that good. This was beyond delicious, he was in heaven. Why did the flavor taste so different this time? Probably because he was with Theresa. He swallowed and craved for more. He glanced over at Theresa.
"And?" she asked patiently.
Fox just shrugged, "It's okay." He didn't want to prove to her that she was right.
Theresa knew he had loved it by the way Fox was staring intently at the muffins, as if he could eat them all just by staring. She grinned at him.
"I know you loved it."
Fox gave in and grinned. "Fine, this is good." He grabbed another one.
"Told you so."
"Yeah, yeah."
After a half hour of feeding each other and chatting comfortably, it was time to leave. They got up.
"Bye Collin." They called out.
"Later."
They walked down the street when Fox stopped.
"I think I left my wallet there."
"All right, go get it."
"You can go on home first, be back soon." He planted a smooth kiss on her lips and ran off.
He stepped back into the shop.
"Forget something?"
"Give me one box of strawberry muffins please." He said grinning
"Sure."
He packed them up into a box and handed it to Fox.
"Thanks man! Later."
"Bye!"
Fox took one and bit into it, but the next second he spit it out. The taste was all dull and sour. The only reason why it had been so delicious the other time was because Theresa had been with him. His world revolved around her. If she wasn't there, everything seemed tasteless, non-colorful and plain dull.
He remembered all of Collin's wise words and shook his head shamefully, he had promised that he wouldn't break Theresa's heart, but unfortunately he had broken it. It was such a simple task and he couldn't accomplish it.
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Theresa lay in her bed wiping her teary eyes. She still couldn't believe it what had happened. She had stayed awake all night hoping she would get a phone call from Fox. She knew that was very unlikely, but all she wanted was her love.
The lights were shut off in her room; usually the windows would be open, letting the sun shine in. But today, brightness did not seem to agree with her mood. Theresa wanted it to rain, she hoped Fox was as miserable as she was, but she doubted that, he was probably too busy trying to please Danielle.
Theresa touched her stomach, was she going to keep the baby? Having Sarah without Fox had been hard enough, but at least she had Jacob. But this time, she truly was alone. No one would be there for her when she gave birth, besides her family. Theresa sighed; she would have to think about this important matter some more.
She let her eyes wander to a chair and a plush toy that was settled on top. It was a bear with wings; she let her mind drift off for a while..
*Flashback*
The night was still young; Theresa and Fox were at the carnival. He had wanted to take her mind off Jacob and what she done to him. So he assumed that the carnival would be the perfect place for them to be in, and he was right. Theresa was smiling and enjoying everything that was going on.
"Fox, this was a great idea, the carnival. I never thought I would be here."
"I knew you would like something like this."
"I'm glad I'm here."
Fox smiled and reached for her hand, she didn't protest but gave him an encouraging smile in return. Their fingers intertwined as they walked through the crowds.
They had an amazing time, going on rides that Theresa hated but felt somewhat better because Fox was there. As she stepped out off the seat of the roller coaster, she felt sick.
She had always hated those fast rides; the last time she had gone on one was when Miguel had forced her too. He said that she was a chicken and was too scared. To prove him wrong, she got on the fastest one, to make it all clear, she threw her hands up in the air, yelling and whooping. When she had gotten off, Miguel told her that she was brave. He walked off to find Charity. The second she saw him leave, she ran off to the bathroom to throw up.
Her mind was spinning and couldn't see straight. She tried to walk and instantly toppled over; luckily Fox was there to catch her fall. He steered her away from the crowd and sat down on a bench.
"You all right?"
"Just a little dizzy."
"You should have told me, we didn't need to go on."
Theresa retold him the story of Miguel and her, at the end, Fox laughed.
"Theresa, I wouldn't make fun of you, you know that. It's not like I enjoyed the ride that much either."
She looked up at him, surprised. "Really?"
"Yeah, I just have to keep up my .macho image."
Theresa smirked, "Sure you do."
"So I take that you're feeling better?"
"Definitely."
Fox stood up and offered his hand to her, she took it and they continued to walk watching all the booths and games. Suddenly Theresa stopped; she was gazing at a stuffed animal. Fox noticed and looked in her direction.
"It's cute, isn't it?"
"Sure."
"I used to have doll like that. Mama bought it for me, but it got all ratty."
"Do you want it?"
"I wouldn't mind, why?"
But Fox was already walking up to the booth.
"Fox?!" she called out
"Excuse me, how much is this?" he signaled to the bear.
"Sorry, you have to win it, not buy it,"
"All right, fine, what do I have to do?"
"See those milk bottles? You have to knock them all down. 3 tries."
"Sounds easy enough." He slipped the man a bill as he collected three plastic balls.
Theresa ran up to him, "Fox, what are you doing?"
"Winning you the bear."
"You didn't have to."
"I can tell you want it, besides I was the star of the baseball team, I'll knock them all down in one try." He boasted.
"All right, be careful."
Fox aimed and threw the ball, SMASH! The bottles came tumbling down. He grinned.
"What did I tell you?"
"Good throw Mister. What do you want?"
"The bear please."
The booth manager handed it to Fox, which in turn he handed it to Theresa.
"Here."
Theresa held it, as if it were the most precious thing in the world. She was quite touched actually. She looked up and smiled softly at him.
"Thank you." She leaned up to give a peck on the cheek. Fox pulled her closer.
"Theresa, remember, whatever you want, I'll give it to you."
*End of flashback*
Theresa sighed again; things had been so perfect back then. She wanted Fox, but would he able to give her that? She slowly got up and sat down in front of the mirror gazing at her reflection.
"What is wrong with me? Why won't anyone love me?" she knew that she was attractive but how come Fox didn't want her?
Theresa grabbed a sweatshirt and decided maybe a walk would calm her down.
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Fox was sitting on top of the counter thinking. Suddenly the door opened, he looked over eagerly, somewhat expecting that it might be Theresa. Danielle's blond head appeared.
"Oh, it's you."
"And I was expecting a more joyful greeting."
She walked into the kitchen to see Fox looking all tired.
"Been up all night?"
Fox just shrugged.
"Ugh, you better not be thinking about her again."
"And if I am?"
"You know what I can do."
She looked beside him and saw the bakery box.
"I thought you never liked strawberries."
"I've changed."
"I can tell. But luckily you haven't changed your feelings for me." She scooted a little closer to him.
Fox stared at the ceiling; he wanted to be touched by Theresa, to feel her lips on his. He looked at Danielle and suddenly grabbed Danielle by the waist and pressed his lips on her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She gladly accepted. Fox knew this was wrong but he needed to get his mind off something. For all he knew this could be his last decent kiss.
'Finally after all my hard work, Fox has come back to me.' She thought as she ran her fingers through his blond hair. Fox slid off the counter and somehow backed her into the living room and pinned her against the wall. He pulled apart and gazed at her, she was nothing like Theresa. She was rough and demanding while Theresa was sweet, delicate and innocent. But nothing mattered, Fox roughly kissed her again.
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Theresa found herself on the street of the Crane mansion, she was thinking so much about him, and her feet brought her here. Maybe this was a sign saying that they should be together. She wanted to go talk to him, she never liked to be the one to make the first move but somehow her heart was telling her that there was more to the issue of Danielle. Maybe Fox had realized he had made a mistake and wanted forgiveness.
She slowly walked up the steps and lifted her hand to the door but before she knocked, she wanted to see if Fox had opened the present; the video. She walked over to the side window; she could always see a good view of the living room. When she peered through the glass, she saw Fox kissing Danielle passionately. All the pain came rushing back, why did she come here in the first place? It didn't seem as if Fox was even feeling a tad guilty about what he had done to her. Theresa knew that she should walk away but her body wouldn't budge.
She saw him run his fingers through Danielle's hair. She remembered that he used to always do that to her, she wished that she were the one in his arms. Theresa felt her eyes begin water but she quickly wiped them away with her sleeve, she had promise herself that she would try and stop crying over him. It was over for them.
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Fox stopped kissing Danielle and gazed out the window and caught hold of Theresa staring at him. He closed his eyes and groaned, this had to happen. He had to kiss Danielle at this particular time. He always chose to do the stupidest things even though at the back of head, he knew it was wrong.
Danielle was wondering why he had stopped and turned to look what he was staring at, it was Theresa, she glared at her. Miss. Lopez fitz-gerald had to ruin everything. Fox saw her teary eyes and looked down shamefully, he instantly shoved Danielle off him.
"What's wrong sugar-bear?"
"Nothing."
"Let's continue what we were doing." She said putting her arms around his neck again.
"I said stop!! All right?" Danielle was really getting on his nerves.
"You're only acting this way because Theresa is there. If she hadn't arrived, we would probably be making love right now!"
Fox knew that she was right, but he wasn't about to agree with her, he saw Theresa turn to leave, he had to go talk with her. He pushed Danielle off him and ran out the door.
"Fox, if you go after her, you know what I'll do!!" but Fox was already out of the house, Danielle pounded her fist onto the table, if things were going to continue like this, she would have to bring this matter into her own hands.
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Theresa spun around to leave, Fox had caught her eye. They exchanged some eye contact, he had shoved away Danielle but she knew that he wouldn't have continued if she hadn't arrived. She started walking down the steps, sighing. Suddenly she heard the door open.
"Theresa!!" she heard him call, but this wasn't the time, she didn't want to talk to him.
She sped up and walked as quickly as she could. Fox quickly caught up to her, he touched her shoulder.
"Theresa." he repeated.
She pulled away from him, should she keep on running? Or stay here and talk? She whipped her head around, not letting the tears fall.
"What?"
Fox could see she was still deeply hurt, but she was trying to be strong. All he wanted to do was take her in his arms and smother her with kisses.
"Listen to me all right? I just want to explain something."
"No need to, you made it pretty damn clear that you're getting bored with me. Just go back to Danielle." She turned around and continued to walk but halted when Fox appeared in front of her again.
"No, last night.."
"Was so much fun." She finished off as she rolled her eyes.
"No, Danielle.I.we.. then..plan." Fox didn't know how to bring out the truth, if she found that he told Theresa, she would kill them both.
Theresa looked at him stuttering expecting him to go on. Fox noticed that Theresa was finally actually listening to his words.
"Never mind."
Theresa had it, she had given him a chance to explain but he blew it.
"Leave me alone Fox!" she ran away leaving Fox alone.
Fox stood there shocked, nothing was going right today.