Theresa groaned as she woke up. She didn't want to go anywhere, she just wanted to stay in bed. There was nothing for her to look forward too and nothing for her to do. Fox was gone on his business trip and she missed him terribly. Whitney was still in Harmony but she seemed busy all the time.

Theresa grabbed the remote and looked for something on TV. After flipping through many channels she turned it off. There were happy couples in love everywhere!

"Why can't I be like that instead of laying here feeling sorry for myself." she whined. A tear rolled down her cheek quickly followed by another and then she began to cry. She didn't have a reason to be crying, she just cried. She didn't know whether it was because she pitied herself, because she was lonely, or because she had nothing else to do.

She finally pulled herself together and walked to the bathroom. She stopped as she looked in the mirror at the reflection of a person with tear stained cheeks. Sighing, she wiped her eyes with a tissue.

"You can't do this to yourself Theresa. You have to be strong." she said to herself as she took a deep breath, but that confidence didn't stay long. It left as quickly as it came and she began to cry again.

"What's happening to me?" she said in between tears. She felt so empty inside. She felt like there was no yesterday and no tomorrow. Everyday was the same. Wake up and make people think that she was stronger than what she actually was. If only they knew. Inside she was a weak, vulnerable and naive person who just wanted to feel love in any way that she could, even if it meant rejecting it.

She yearned for a love that was secure and that she knew would be there no matter what. Yes, her family loved her but that wasn't enough to fill the gigantic hole in her heart. If only Fox felt the same way. If only Fox knew how she felt, but she couldn't tell him because he could use it to his advantage.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of her phone. She slowly trudged over to her nightstand and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Theresa, its Ethan." the voice said.

"Oh, hi." she said not excited.

"Look, I really need someone to talk to and I was wondering if you were busy or not." he said.

"No, I'm not busy. I'm just sitting here moping around." she sighed.

"Do you mind if I come over?" he asked.

After a whiles thought she finally answered. "No, I guess not. I could use the company."

"Ok, I'll be there right away!" he said happily and hanging up.

Theresa sighed and made her bed. Maybe Ethan coming over would make her feel better.

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"So, how are you and Fox?" Ethan said trying to make a conversation.

"There is no Fox and I." Theresa said sadly.

"Oh. Sorry, I forgot that you told me that already."

"That's ok." she said lightly smiling. It was weird how she thought that she was over Ethan but when he was around she still became nervous and had a shortness of breath. Maybe it was nothing. Just because she felt that didn't mean she still had feelings for him. She felt feelings stronger when she was with Fox.

"Theresa," he began, "if I've said this already, I'm sorry, but I want you to hear me again. I'm really sorry about the whole mess with marrying Gwen and everything-"

"No, no, don't. You made the right choice." she said looking away.

"No I didn't. I chose duty over love...Theresa, I loved you with all my heart. Even though I married Gwen my heart still belonged to you no matter what."

There was a long silence and Theresa finally spoke. "You could have told me you know...It would have been so much easier if I found out from you instead of finding out from Gwen. I just felt so betrayed and hurt like my whole world was falling apart."

"I know, I wanted to tell you but she did before I could." he said looking her in the eyes.

"That would have been better you know." she said trying to laugh. Her smile faded and Ethan could tell she was on the brink of tears.

Without hesitation he reached out for her and held her in his arms. "You mean everything to me." he whispered as he ran his fingers through her hair.

Theresa sighed as her head rested against that familiar spot. She finally felt as if she were something that someone cared about.

She didn't love Ethan and if she were in her right mind she wouldn't even let him near her but she was too hurt and wounded, she needed to feel love. She wanted to feel love. She longed for the happiness and joy of knowing that you had someones heart and someone had yours...That someone cared about what made you happy and what made you cry.

"Tell me you love me. Please." she murmured into his chest.

Ethan pulled her away and looked deep into her eyes. "I love you and nothing is ever going to change that."

With his words Theresa felt a small space of the hole in her heart being patched up. "I've been wanting to hear that from someone for so long." she said as a tear slid down her cheek.

Ethan smiled and kissed her tears away. "I love you, I love you, I love you." he whispered in her ear over and over again.

"What exactly is going on here?" an angry voice said interuppting them.

Theresa pulled away to see Fox standing in the doorway with flowers in his hand. "Fox!" she said jumping up and wiping her face. "Nothing. Um, I thought that you were in LA for a week."

"I finished my job earlier than expected, I was going to surprise you." he said looking from her to Ethan.

"Why don't I leave." Ethan said getting up and giving Theresa a quick hug.

Theresa whispered a quick bye as he walked out.

"What the hell was that about?" Fox demanded.

"Nothing." she said turning her attention to him.

"Don't tell me nothing! I walk in here and he's holding you telling you he loves you!" Fox said as his voice began to rise.

"Don't yell at me!" she screamed back. She sighed and sank down on the bed.

"I'm sorry, its just that took me by suprise." he said in a normal voice.

"Why do you care anyway?" she said rolling her eyes.

"What's going on here? When I left you didn't want me to go and now you don't want me to be here." he said hurt.

Theresa didn't answer, she just looked straight ahead with an empty stare.

"You're not in the mood to talk to me. I'm starting to get into you and you're not even responding with a single word!"

"I don't have anything to say." she said sharply.

"Just let go! Would you let go!" he yelled.

"Ok." she said pursing her lips.

"What?" he said giving up. "I'm not going to waste my time with this."

"Go ahead, we're not tied to each other remember? We're two independent people who go on there on seperate ways! Go find some whore, sleep with her, and call me tomorrow. That's what you always do, isn't it?" she said sarcastically.

"Would you stop this?" he boomed.

"Stop what?" she answered at the same level as him.

"This...can't you see? I am in love with you, Theresa! I don't want anyone else but you and you don't even care!" he said finally opening up.

Theresa blinked and slowly looked at him. "You...love me?" she asked.

"Yes. I didn't tell you because I didn't know what you'd think." he said quietly and truthfully.

"You don't ever have to be scared to tell me anything." she said putting his face in her hands.

"How do you feel about me?" he asked.

Theresa sighed. "I um, I have strong feelings for you." she answered, scared to tell him that she loved him too. Telling Fox that she loved him would just throw away her whole independence and she couldn't do that. She still was too uneasy.

"Oh." he said a little disappointed. "A little like love?"

"Sort of, but in my mind its not called love." she replied.

"Then why can't you just say it? Why can't you say the words I want to hear? If you feel it just say it! How hard is it to say I love you?" he yelled angrily.

"Because I can't! I just can't!" she yelled back.

"Why can't you just let go? Just because one person hurt you doesn't mean that everyone else is setting out to hurt you! Let go!"

"Oh don't even start on me Mr. I sleep with lots of women!" she said jumping up and looking him in the face.

"And don't you try to defend yourself Miss I have to be independent cause I'm scared every man that comes my way is going to hurt me! Miss I can't move on with life!" he argued.

"Don't even try to make me the target of this, Fox! You're just mad that I'm confident about myself and life and that I don't need any man to make me happy!" she said trying to defend herself.

"You are so phony." he said a little more calm. "You put on this act so no one can see how insecure you are about yourself and how much you hate yourself and life. You're the exact opposite of what people make you out to be!"

"What do you care? You don't see the real ME you just my BODY. All you care about is pleasure and that's IT!" she screamed.

"You self righteous bitch!" he said angrily.

Theresa took a step back as if she had been slapped in the face. "I was right about you." she said softly as tears streamed down her face. "You don't even care, you don't even know what its like to love." she turned and walked over to her door and opened it. "Get out."

"Gladly. Here's your flowers." he said shoving the now wilted daisy's into her arms. He took one last look at her and stormed out.

Theresa slowly closed the door and banged her head against it. "Thanks for screwing that up." she said sarcastically to herself. She looked at the flowers that Fox had bought for her and she began to sob. The person that she cared the most about hated her and she hated herself. Her worst fears had now become true.