Chapter 23

Birthday BASH!

It was such a beautiful fall day. Everyone was there. Eve and Julian, Pilar, Miguel and Kay, Sheridan and Luis, Ethan and Fox, Sam and Ivy. Chad and Whitney had even flown from Los Angeles to share in their day. Gwen and David were there with their newborn baby girl, McKenzie Noel Hastings. Antonio had even showed up, with Beth none-the-less. They were all here to celebrate Little Ethan's first birthday. Two men imparticular were also there to know where they stood with Teresa. Everyone was having such a good time. Little Ethan had smeared his birthday cake all over his face. Burnt his little finger on the candles. You name it, he had done it. He was so mischevious today. Teresa laughed as she watched Ethan play with their son. Her eyes then drifted to Fox. He and Chad were tossing back and forth the baseball Miguel and Kay hadn't gotten Teresa. She smiled at the thought of the gift. Miguel had such high hopes that Little Ethan would follow in his footsteps and play baseball. Teresa continued to look upon the two men that she had to choose between. Truth was, she had yet to make her decision. She loved Ethan, that she wouldn't deny, he was the father of her son and he could provide her a stable and secure life. Then there was Fox, her true love. She knew if it were just her she would easily choose Fox, but she wasn't alone. She had Little Ethan to think about.

Everything was going perfectly when out of the blue, clunker of a car came screeching to a stop in the middle of everyone. The lady slowly got out of the car. She was pitiful looking. No make-up. Her hair was in knots. Her clothes were torn and wrinkled and filthy and she smelled of alcohol and body odor.

"Mother!" Gwen screamed out.

"Oh, hello, Gwennie dear. Surprised to see you still own up to me. Don't worry, dear, I'll deal with you later." She looked at her smuggly.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I'm here to reign down pure hell on all those who made me what I am today!" She screamed, almost crying.

"Leave now, Rebecca, or I'll have to arrest you." Chief Bennett spoke up. Ivy wrapped her arms around his frightened.

Rebecca prissed her way over to Sam and ran a finger down his chest. Sam and Ivy both turned up their noses. Ivy even held hers and tried to wave away the smell. "Oooh, the handsome Chief Bennett. Wouldn't I love to get in your pants. It's just that honestly, I'm tired of Ivy's sloppy seconds."

"Shut up, Rebecca!" Ivy growled.

"Now, now, Ivy. We must not get upset. I know all your dirty little secrets." She teased her.

"Go to hell!"

"Watch it, Ivy. Sam's never seen your real side. I don't think he would like it."

"What's that suppose to mean, Rebecca?" Sam asked irritated.

"Oh, I'm sure Ivy came up front with you when you two lovebirds got back together. You know what they always say. Honesty is the best policy."

Sam turned to Ivy. "Honey, what is she talking about?"

Ivy was at a loss for words. "I, I don't know Sam, she's derranged. She probably doesn't know what she's saying." She fumbled at her words.

"Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry. I didn't know she hadn't told you. You know her and David really had you and Grace going there for awhile." She grinned and turned leaving Sam to think what he wanted.

"Now, let me see, who's next." Tapping her finger against her chin. She turned to see Eve and Julian standing next to each other.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the good doctor, Eve and her lousy husband Julian." She hissed.

"Rebecca, if you don't leave, I'll make you sorry you ever lived." Julian said through gritted teeth.

"Too late, Julian." She crossed her arms and turned to Eve giving her a devious look. "Eve I guess the only rise you're getting since marrying Julian is in your bank account. Such a pity, I thought you a better woman than to marry for money."

"Rebecca, I'm warning you."

"Oooh, testy are we Julian? Viagra not working? Don't worry Eve, his bites bigger than his bark. He's nothing but a pussy.......cat!" She laughed.

She then turned scouring the crowd once again. Her eyes lit up when she saw Ethan standing there. She walked over to him looking him up and down. "Such a pity that such a handsome man has nothing. You've lost everything Ethan. You're namesake, your money, my dear Gwennie and the baby you were lead to believe was yours. Funny thing is that you've also lost the love of your life to your brother. What do you have to live for Ethan?"

"I have plenty to live for Rebecca. Most importantly my son!" He yelled at her.

"How long do you think you'll have that once Teresa leaves you for Fox?"

"I have no doubt that if Teresa chooses to be with Fox, that I will be allowed to see my son." He protested.

"Poor Ethan, so stupid." She patted his head.

Gwen made her way over to Teresa. Teresa stood there frightened to death. She was hardly able to stand because she was shaking so hard.

"If it isn't the taco queen herself. Tell me Teresa, whose better in bed? Fox or Ethan?"

Fox jumped between her and Teresa. "That's enough Rebecca. It's time you leave."

"Oh, but Fox dear, I'm only getting started. She pushed him out of the way, face to face with Teresa again.

Teresa I have a surprise for you. She reached down in her nasty coat pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. She opened it and held it in her left hand. She slid her right hand once again into her pocket and wrapped her hands around the gun she was concealing.

"I wrote you a little poem. I'm just sure you're going to DIE when you hear it." She smirked.

Rebecca cleared her throat and stood up straight and proud. As she read:

"Teresa, Teresa, taco queen.

Eats lots of burritos.

And let's not forget the refried beans.

Fell in love with the love of her life.

He got my daughter pregnant and

Unfortunately for you became his wife.

Such a pity you're now a mother.

Back with Ethan,

But slept with his brother.

So sorry between them you must choose.

Hate it for you,

But both you will loose."

With that Rebecca pulled out the gun that was in her pocket and fired. Sam also pulled out his gun and fired. Five shots went off. Six people lay on the ground. One mortally wounded. Two near death and two merely wounded.

***Yes, yes, I know, the poem is cheezy, but so is Rebecca. I thought it sounded like something her character would come up with. Anyways, the next couple of chapters are going to be sad. Someone that you don't expect will die. Actually two people will die. Stay tuned. Please tell me what you think. I'm open to suggestions. Thanks for all the nice reviews!***