Fox sighed as he watched Theresa looking out the window. She looked so depressed and lifeless like there was nothing left in her. He remembered his child she was carrying and smiled. He walked over to her and put his arms around her. "Hey, you ok?" he whispered into her hair.
She didn't answer, she just slightly nodded and continued to look out the window. She had been like that for a couple of days now. She didn't eat, she hardly slept, and she never talked.
He let go of her and sighed, "Theresa," he began, "you really should get some rest, its not good for the baby."
Still no answer.
"Theresa, eat some cereal or something, for me please?"
She finally answered, but very softly, "I'm not hungry."
"But you need to eat." he insisted.
"I said I'm not hungry!" she said as her voice began to mount.
Startled, Fox gave her a weird look, she had never raised her voice at him before, "Sorry, I just thought you should eat."
"Ah! Why can't you people just leave me alone? I want my son! I want my son!" she screamed and then she began to sob uncontrollably.
Fox wrapped his arms around her and comforted her, "You'll get him soon. Remember I promised you that you would."
She pulled away and looked at him, "Well everyone doesn't always keep there promises." she said icily. She got up and slammed the door into her bedroom.
Fox looked after her stunned. Not having Little Ethan any more had changed her a lot. He wished he could find some news on the babys whereabouts. Sighing in dismay, he walked up to her door. "Theresa, I'm going to go down to the store, want anything?"
"No." her muffled voice replied.
"Alright." he said. He grabbed his keys and walked out of the condo. He needed to get out of there before he exploded.
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Theresa stared up at the ceiling. She didn't mean to yell at Fox the way she did but it was driving her insane how everyone tried to help and comfort her. All she wanted was her son! She wondered what he was doing right now, if he was thinking about her, if he was safe. A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Damn you Tony." she whispered. She got up and walked into her bathroom to splash a little cold water on her face. She looked at her reflection and hated what she saw staring back. It was a face filled with pain and lack of sleep.
"Maybe you were wrong about Tony." she said to herself. "Maybe its you who doesn't deserve Little Ethan. Its all your fault that hes gone. Its all your fault!" she screamed at herself. She grabbed her hair brush and lunged it at the mirror, causing it to crack.
"I hate you!" she sobbed. She sank down to her knees against the tub. She wanted to die but the only thing that was holding her back was her innocent unborn child.
She had been crying for a while when the phone rang. She wasn't going to answer it but then she reached over and grabbed it. "Hello?"
"Theresa?" a indistinct voice asked.
"Yes....who, who is this?"
"I know where your son is." they said.
"Oh my God! Really? Where? Who is this? Hello?" she screamed into the phone as she was filled with excitement.
"Meet me at the park, now. Don't bring anyone with you." then they hung up.
Theresa stared at the phone. She wondered is she should go. She decided that she should, they might be able to give her useful information. She got up from the bathroom, grabbed her car keys, and left for the park.
She didn't answer, she just slightly nodded and continued to look out the window. She had been like that for a couple of days now. She didn't eat, she hardly slept, and she never talked.
He let go of her and sighed, "Theresa," he began, "you really should get some rest, its not good for the baby."
Still no answer.
"Theresa, eat some cereal or something, for me please?"
She finally answered, but very softly, "I'm not hungry."
"But you need to eat." he insisted.
"I said I'm not hungry!" she said as her voice began to mount.
Startled, Fox gave her a weird look, she had never raised her voice at him before, "Sorry, I just thought you should eat."
"Ah! Why can't you people just leave me alone? I want my son! I want my son!" she screamed and then she began to sob uncontrollably.
Fox wrapped his arms around her and comforted her, "You'll get him soon. Remember I promised you that you would."
She pulled away and looked at him, "Well everyone doesn't always keep there promises." she said icily. She got up and slammed the door into her bedroom.
Fox looked after her stunned. Not having Little Ethan any more had changed her a lot. He wished he could find some news on the babys whereabouts. Sighing in dismay, he walked up to her door. "Theresa, I'm going to go down to the store, want anything?"
"No." her muffled voice replied.
"Alright." he said. He grabbed his keys and walked out of the condo. He needed to get out of there before he exploded.
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Theresa stared up at the ceiling. She didn't mean to yell at Fox the way she did but it was driving her insane how everyone tried to help and comfort her. All she wanted was her son! She wondered what he was doing right now, if he was thinking about her, if he was safe. A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Damn you Tony." she whispered. She got up and walked into her bathroom to splash a little cold water on her face. She looked at her reflection and hated what she saw staring back. It was a face filled with pain and lack of sleep.
"Maybe you were wrong about Tony." she said to herself. "Maybe its you who doesn't deserve Little Ethan. Its all your fault that hes gone. Its all your fault!" she screamed at herself. She grabbed her hair brush and lunged it at the mirror, causing it to crack.
"I hate you!" she sobbed. She sank down to her knees against the tub. She wanted to die but the only thing that was holding her back was her innocent unborn child.
She had been crying for a while when the phone rang. She wasn't going to answer it but then she reached over and grabbed it. "Hello?"
"Theresa?" a indistinct voice asked.
"Yes....who, who is this?"
"I know where your son is." they said.
"Oh my God! Really? Where? Who is this? Hello?" she screamed into the phone as she was filled with excitement.
"Meet me at the park, now. Don't bring anyone with you." then they hung up.
Theresa stared at the phone. She wondered is she should go. She decided that she should, they might be able to give her useful information. She got up from the bathroom, grabbed her car keys, and left for the park.
