Theresa closed the door behind her as she entered her house. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she fished around in a closet for a suitcase. As if in a rush, she ran into her room and threw the suitcase down on the bed. "I've got to get out of here." she said pausing as she looked around.
She darted to her closet and began to fill her suitcase with clothes. When it was full, she zipped it closed, picked it up and made her way towards the door. Grabbing her keys and without a second thought she opened the door only to see who she was running from standing in front of her.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone!" she shouted as she dropped her suitcase.
"What are you talking about?" he said taking a step closer to her.
"Go away!" she screamed as she began to hit at him.
"What is your problem?" he yelled, overtopping her voice.
"I just want you to leave me alone." she said beginning to sob.
"Theresa, is there something I did wrong?" she finally heard Fox's voice say.
"Fox?" she said as his image appeared.
"Are you ok Theresa? I'm worried about you." he said searching her eyes for the answers.
"I'm fine." she said hoarsely and looking away.
"Are you sure?" he asked again.
She nodded and walked past him.
Fox looked down at the suitcase, "Are you going somewhere?" he asked.
Theresa's eyes widened as she looked down at the suitcase. "I......no." she finally answered.
"Don't lie to me." he said taking a step towards her.
Theresa frightfully took a step back. "Don't...don't touch me."
"Why?" he asked hurt.
"I...I just need to be alone." she said coming up with an excuse.
"I'm not leaving you alone until you tell me what's going on!" he demanded.
"No." she said shaking her head. "You wouldn't understand."
"You wouldn't know that unless you told me." Fox pleaded with her.
Theresa looked at him with hope. Maybe he could help her through this. Maybe he was the one that she needed to get past everything. Theresa shook her head again. "No." she said quietly.
"Fine, have it your way." Fox said throwing his hands in the air. "But, I'm still not going to leave you alone."
"Right, because I'm leaving YOU alone." Theresa said. She brushed past Fox and bounded out the door.
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The moon shined brightly onto the water. Theresa sat on the wharf just watching the world as it changed. It seemed like it took so long for morning to turn into night. Night into day. She knew that just like that it would take her a long time to heal. She didn't know if she could tell anyone.
"Why did this have to happen to me?" she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Because you're special." a voice said.
Theresa quickly turned around and came face to face with him. Tension rose inside of her as she got up and backed away from him. "Go away! You're not real!" she yelled.
"I'm very real." he said backing a scared Theresa onto a post.
Theresa smelt the liquor on his breath and tried to turn away. "You dirty bastard!" she yelled. With one swift move she shoved him, sending him tumbling down onto the ground.
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Fox glanced down at his watch again as he waited for Theresa. It had been hours since she had ran off and she hadn't been back. "I wonder if she's ok." he worried.
He had a feeling that everything wasn't ok. He got up from his seat in her living room. He needed to find her now, he sensed that she was in danger.
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Theresa stared horrified as his lifeless body lay on the cold wharf. "Oh my gosh." she said to herself. "I think I killed him!" To make sure that her accusations were right, she slowly bent down to feel his palse.
Like a jack in the box he immediately sprung up and grabbed her.
"NO!" Theresa screamed startled. She kneed him in the shin sending him backwards again. She looked desperately around for help.
Remembering a swiss knife that she had in her purse, she dove for it and frantically ramsacked it for her knife. She felt it in her hand and nervously pulled it out, pointing it at her attacker.
"You're not going to stab me." he said laughing. "You don't have the guts just like you didn't have the guts to tell your father."
"You lied to me! I was a naive little girl who didn't know what else to believe!" she shouted back.
"You didn't tell anyone about what happened recently." he said taking a step towards her.
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"Stay back!" Fox heard Theresa's voice yell.
"Theresa!" he whispered. He ran around the wharf towards her voice.
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"If you don't think I won't kill you, you're in for a surprise!" she threatened as she shook the knife.
"You would throw your life away if you killed me. It would take EVERYTHING away from you." he said trying to change her mind.
"No, YOU took everything away from me!" she cried angrily. "You took my pride, you took my self esteem, you took my confidence, and most of all you took away my child."
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Fox paused, stunned at Theresa's words. He saw her standing there with a knife pointed at nothing. Was the child that she lost their's? And who was she talking to?
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"What child?" Fox said suddenly appearing behind Theresa.
Theresa turned around and stared at Fox. "He made me do it!" she said illusioned as she pointed at what she thought was a person.
"There's nobody there, Theresa." Fox said confused.
"Yes there is! Can't you see him!" she screamed. Her eyes widened as her rapist walked behind Fox and was ready to choke him. "Fox! Watch out!" she yelled. She dashed at him with her knife not wanting him to harm the one she loved.
Theresa crashed to the ground as Fox darted out of the way.
"I'm worried about you Theresa." Fox said with a concerned look on his face.
Theresa looked up to only see Fox standing there. "He...he left!"
"He was never here." Fox said trying to understand.
"No! You have to catch him! You can't let him get away!" she screamed jumping up.
"I'm calling Luis." Fox said staring as he reached for his cell phone.
"Yes, call him. He'll catch him, I know he will." Theresa said looking around.
Fox told Luis how Theresa was acting strangely and hung up the phone. "Luis is on his way." he informed her. "We're...we're just going to stay RIGHT here, ok?"
Theresa just nodded and slowly sat down on the bench. "He was daddy's friend." she said after a few minutes.
Fox looked over at Theresa torn that the woman he loved was acting this way. "Everything's going to be okay, Theresa. I promise." he whispered as he put his arms around her.
"I know you'll make everything ok. I love you Fox." she murmured back.
Fox looked down at Theresa as his heart began to beat wildly. "I love you too Theresa." he answered.
Theresa and Fox sat on the bench in each other's arm watching the world change together.
"Please let Theresa be alright." Fox prayed. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment while he could.
She darted to her closet and began to fill her suitcase with clothes. When it was full, she zipped it closed, picked it up and made her way towards the door. Grabbing her keys and without a second thought she opened the door only to see who she was running from standing in front of her.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone!" she shouted as she dropped her suitcase.
"What are you talking about?" he said taking a step closer to her.
"Go away!" she screamed as she began to hit at him.
"What is your problem?" he yelled, overtopping her voice.
"I just want you to leave me alone." she said beginning to sob.
"Theresa, is there something I did wrong?" she finally heard Fox's voice say.
"Fox?" she said as his image appeared.
"Are you ok Theresa? I'm worried about you." he said searching her eyes for the answers.
"I'm fine." she said hoarsely and looking away.
"Are you sure?" he asked again.
She nodded and walked past him.
Fox looked down at the suitcase, "Are you going somewhere?" he asked.
Theresa's eyes widened as she looked down at the suitcase. "I......no." she finally answered.
"Don't lie to me." he said taking a step towards her.
Theresa frightfully took a step back. "Don't...don't touch me."
"Why?" he asked hurt.
"I...I just need to be alone." she said coming up with an excuse.
"I'm not leaving you alone until you tell me what's going on!" he demanded.
"No." she said shaking her head. "You wouldn't understand."
"You wouldn't know that unless you told me." Fox pleaded with her.
Theresa looked at him with hope. Maybe he could help her through this. Maybe he was the one that she needed to get past everything. Theresa shook her head again. "No." she said quietly.
"Fine, have it your way." Fox said throwing his hands in the air. "But, I'm still not going to leave you alone."
"Right, because I'm leaving YOU alone." Theresa said. She brushed past Fox and bounded out the door.
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The moon shined brightly onto the water. Theresa sat on the wharf just watching the world as it changed. It seemed like it took so long for morning to turn into night. Night into day. She knew that just like that it would take her a long time to heal. She didn't know if she could tell anyone.
"Why did this have to happen to me?" she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Because you're special." a voice said.
Theresa quickly turned around and came face to face with him. Tension rose inside of her as she got up and backed away from him. "Go away! You're not real!" she yelled.
"I'm very real." he said backing a scared Theresa onto a post.
Theresa smelt the liquor on his breath and tried to turn away. "You dirty bastard!" she yelled. With one swift move she shoved him, sending him tumbling down onto the ground.
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Fox glanced down at his watch again as he waited for Theresa. It had been hours since she had ran off and she hadn't been back. "I wonder if she's ok." he worried.
He had a feeling that everything wasn't ok. He got up from his seat in her living room. He needed to find her now, he sensed that she was in danger.
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Theresa stared horrified as his lifeless body lay on the cold wharf. "Oh my gosh." she said to herself. "I think I killed him!" To make sure that her accusations were right, she slowly bent down to feel his palse.
Like a jack in the box he immediately sprung up and grabbed her.
"NO!" Theresa screamed startled. She kneed him in the shin sending him backwards again. She looked desperately around for help.
Remembering a swiss knife that she had in her purse, she dove for it and frantically ramsacked it for her knife. She felt it in her hand and nervously pulled it out, pointing it at her attacker.
"You're not going to stab me." he said laughing. "You don't have the guts just like you didn't have the guts to tell your father."
"You lied to me! I was a naive little girl who didn't know what else to believe!" she shouted back.
"You didn't tell anyone about what happened recently." he said taking a step towards her.
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"Stay back!" Fox heard Theresa's voice yell.
"Theresa!" he whispered. He ran around the wharf towards her voice.
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"If you don't think I won't kill you, you're in for a surprise!" she threatened as she shook the knife.
"You would throw your life away if you killed me. It would take EVERYTHING away from you." he said trying to change her mind.
"No, YOU took everything away from me!" she cried angrily. "You took my pride, you took my self esteem, you took my confidence, and most of all you took away my child."
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Fox paused, stunned at Theresa's words. He saw her standing there with a knife pointed at nothing. Was the child that she lost their's? And who was she talking to?
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"What child?" Fox said suddenly appearing behind Theresa.
Theresa turned around and stared at Fox. "He made me do it!" she said illusioned as she pointed at what she thought was a person.
"There's nobody there, Theresa." Fox said confused.
"Yes there is! Can't you see him!" she screamed. Her eyes widened as her rapist walked behind Fox and was ready to choke him. "Fox! Watch out!" she yelled. She dashed at him with her knife not wanting him to harm the one she loved.
Theresa crashed to the ground as Fox darted out of the way.
"I'm worried about you Theresa." Fox said with a concerned look on his face.
Theresa looked up to only see Fox standing there. "He...he left!"
"He was never here." Fox said trying to understand.
"No! You have to catch him! You can't let him get away!" she screamed jumping up.
"I'm calling Luis." Fox said staring as he reached for his cell phone.
"Yes, call him. He'll catch him, I know he will." Theresa said looking around.
Fox told Luis how Theresa was acting strangely and hung up the phone. "Luis is on his way." he informed her. "We're...we're just going to stay RIGHT here, ok?"
Theresa just nodded and slowly sat down on the bench. "He was daddy's friend." she said after a few minutes.
Fox looked over at Theresa torn that the woman he loved was acting this way. "Everything's going to be okay, Theresa. I promise." he whispered as he put his arms around her.
"I know you'll make everything ok. I love you Fox." she murmured back.
Fox looked down at Theresa as his heart began to beat wildly. "I love you too Theresa." he answered.
Theresa and Fox sat on the bench in each other's arm watching the world change together.
"Please let Theresa be alright." Fox prayed. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment while he could.
