CHAPTER 3
Losing Grip
"I won custody of my son, you will leave the grounds at once or I will call security."
"No, you can't Julian. I am begging you."
"I offered you joined custody but you refused. This is where your selfishness got you Teresa."
She looked at him as he held his son and wouldn't let go of him.
"You will ruin him Julian."
"No, I won't. I want to be a real father this time. I don't want to miss a single moment of his life."
"But you want me to miss out on all that?"
"You were willing to do that to me, weren't you?"
She didn't answer. She looked at him as he walked away holding her life in his arms. Her baby boy.
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Fox found Teresa sitting outside.
"What's wrong?"
"You father just took my son away from me."
"I know, I heard. I'm really sorry."
He helped her up.
"Let me walk you to your mother's."
She nodded and they both walked in silence. He wanted to say so many things to her, but she was in so much distress that he decided that he should just leave her be. She opened the front door and they both walked inside the living room. It was the first time he had ever entered Pilar's house. He could feel the warmth inside, the love inside. Teresa sat down.
"He wouldn't let me kiss him or hold him."
"What's going on?"
Paloma walked in and saw her sister sobbing.
"Teresa, what happened?"
"Julian took her baby."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, he really did."
"What am I going to do?"
Fox got up, but not before kissing Teresa on her forehead.
"I'll try and speak to him."
She smiled at him weakly and thanked him.
"Take care of her, Paloma."
"Yes, I will. Your father is a jerk to do something like that."
"I know. I got to go. I'll let you know what happens."
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Fox spent the night tossing and turning in his bed. Every time he thought of Whitney, Teresa's face would pop in his mind. He had to speak to his father about letting Teresa spend sometime with him. He arranged his pillows under his head.
"How will I break up Chad and Whitney?"
Chad was a good guy, but the heart wants what it wants and Fox's heart, or at least his head kept telling him that it's Whitney he wanted. Fox liked beautiful things and Whitney certainly fitted the description of that.
He looked at the time.
"4 am? I don't think I'll get any sleep."
He got out of bed and went to check in on the sleeping baby. A smile crossed his face as he pulled the covers on the child's body. He went to living room and poured himself a drink. He thought of Whitney and closed his eyes only to have Teresa's face flash in his mind.
"I won custody of my son, you will leave the grounds at once or I will call security."
"No, you can't Julian. I am begging you."
"I offered you joined custody but you refused. This is where your selfishness got you Teresa."
She looked at him as he held his son and wouldn't let go of him.
"You will ruin him Julian."
"No, I won't. I want to be a real father this time. I don't want to miss a single moment of his life."
"But you want me to miss out on all that?"
"You were willing to do that to me, weren't you?"
She didn't answer. She looked at him as he walked away holding her life in his arms. Her baby boy.
**********************
Fox found Teresa sitting outside.
"What's wrong?"
"You father just took my son away from me."
"I know, I heard. I'm really sorry."
He helped her up.
"Let me walk you to your mother's."
She nodded and they both walked in silence. He wanted to say so many things to her, but she was in so much distress that he decided that he should just leave her be. She opened the front door and they both walked inside the living room. It was the first time he had ever entered Pilar's house. He could feel the warmth inside, the love inside. Teresa sat down.
"He wouldn't let me kiss him or hold him."
"What's going on?"
Paloma walked in and saw her sister sobbing.
"Teresa, what happened?"
"Julian took her baby."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, he really did."
"What am I going to do?"
Fox got up, but not before kissing Teresa on her forehead.
"I'll try and speak to him."
She smiled at him weakly and thanked him.
"Take care of her, Paloma."
"Yes, I will. Your father is a jerk to do something like that."
"I know. I got to go. I'll let you know what happens."
***********************
Fox spent the night tossing and turning in his bed. Every time he thought of Whitney, Teresa's face would pop in his mind. He had to speak to his father about letting Teresa spend sometime with him. He arranged his pillows under his head.
"How will I break up Chad and Whitney?"
Chad was a good guy, but the heart wants what it wants and Fox's heart, or at least his head kept telling him that it's Whitney he wanted. Fox liked beautiful things and Whitney certainly fitted the description of that.
He looked at the time.
"4 am? I don't think I'll get any sleep."
He got out of bed and went to check in on the sleeping baby. A smile crossed his face as he pulled the covers on the child's body. He went to living room and poured himself a drink. He thought of Whitney and closed his eyes only to have Teresa's face flash in his mind.
