Chapter 11:
Lost With Out You
A/N: Thanks For all the Review, you all are the reason I write.
Fox arrived in Paris about 2 o' clock in the morning.
He was told by the desk clerk that his sister Kathelina had checked in to room 248 with some man.
'My sister is having a one night stand, and they call me a player.'
Fox walked up to the door and knocked and waited for her to answer.
"Just a sec.", he heard her mutter.
She opened the door and was shocked.
"Fox, what in the….", she began.
"Nice to see you too.", he replied.
"Oh, it's just you're the last person I expected to see at my door at this hour.", she replied.
"Come in.", she added.
"Kat, who is it ?", a man asked.
"My brother.", she replied.
"Who's with you ? You wouldn't by any chance be a man, would you.", he replied. "Sowing your oaths.", he added.
"That's none of your business.", she replied.
"Yeah, it is, I might want to inspect who is in my sister's bed.", he replied.
"Yeah, like you really care. But, for your information I'm not sleeping with Michael.", she replied.
"Michael, so how long have you not been sleep with him.", Fox asked.
"6 months, he's my roommate's boyfriend.", she replied.
"That's an low even for you, sleeping with your roommate's man.", Fox replied.
"For the 50th time I'm not sleeping with him, we're here to meet Kelly, his girlfriend.", she replied.
"Relax, will ya ? Don't you know how to take a joke ? ", he asked.
"We'll most people don't joke about that sort of thing.", she replied.
"You're really old fashioned sis.", he replied.
"No, I'm not, I just don't Kelly mad at me over something my dumb ass of a brother said.", she replied.
"If she gets mad at you over that then she's not you're friend any how.", he replied.
"Say's who, you. I'm surprise you and Dylan are still friends, with all the stealing each other's chick. You know what they say birds of a feather flock together.", she replied.
"I never stole any of Dylan's chicks, they just got tired of him and was looking for someone fun, and that just happened to be me.", he replied.
"Yeah, sure, whatever, so why are you here ? The last I heard you were married to that Lopez- Fitzgerald Girl.", she asked.
"Theresa.", he said more to himself.
Kathelina could see the hurt in his eyes.
"Don't tell me she left you for Ethan, because I'll kill her....", Kathelina replied.
"Kat, chill out, Resa, to good for that, it's my fault.", he replied.
"What's your fault ? Foxworth, you lost me.", she replied.
"I messed up. I really messed up.", he replied.
"What did you do that was really all that bad.", she replied.
"I used her. I used her in order to get what I want.", he replied.
"What did you want ?", she asked.
"Whitney her best friend.", he replied.
Kathelina looked at him shocked.
"I married Theresa in order to get closer to Whitney.", he replied.
"First, who's Whitney ?", she asked.
"Whitney is Dr. Eve Russell's and Coach Russell's daughter. She and Theresa are the best of friends. She is engaged to the man Chad Harris. Whitney, is so different then any other person in this world, she always is able to see past your reputation.", he began.
"I see, so you love Whitney ?", she asked.
"Loved, did love.", he replied.
"Ok, how do you fell about Theresa ?", she asked.
"I love her. I think she's the only person who really loves me for me. With her I can be totally and openly honest. She's my best friend, my heart, my soul…", he trailed off.
"You need to tell her all this…", she began.
"Kat, I can't I can't hurt her. Do you know what she's been through ?", he asked.
"Yeah, I do and I know what you've been through. I know how Ivy and Julian were growing up. They always compared you to Ethan. Yeah, me and Rachel had it hard, but you had it harder. And I have a felling you're punishing yourself, like you've always done. Don't do this to yourself or to Theresa.", Kathelina replied.
"I don't deserve her, she's to good for me. Do you how many times I've messed up ?", he asked.
"Who cares how many times you've messed up. I'm sure she doesn't. If you love someone you love him or her no matter what they do.", she replied.
"Kat, I'm not going back, I'm not going to hurt her.", he replied.
"Fine, suit yourself, but at least think about what I said.", she replied.
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Theresa lay in the bed wide-awake.
'I should have done something, anything to stop him. I should have told him I loved him. I've lost him, forever.'
Theresa got up and grabbed the picture she had on the dresser, it was really the only picture she had of him.
The picture was of Whitney, Chad, Fox and she, it was taking one day at the recording studio.
She starred at it for what seemed like eternity.
"I love you, I just wish I'd told you, maybe you wouldn't have left. She took her finger and traced the outside of his face.
"You'll never be mine again. I'll never fell your arms around me again, I wish I never would have left with Dylan this morning, maybe now you'd be here with me. I'd rather have you and never know what I know now.", she said as a tear rolled down her cheek.
Theresa felt herself get weak she'd been do that a lot lately she'd get real weak almost as if she was ready to pass out. 'I'm just tired that all'
The whole room began to spin and she felt herself falling.
*The Next Morning*
Whitney knocked on the door for about 20 minutes.
"Theresa, come on you have to unlock the door sometime.", Whitney said.
Still she heard nothing.
"Theresa ?!?!", she asked.
Still she heard nothing.
"Ma'am is there a problem ?", the maid asked.
"Can you unlock that door for me ? My friend has had a rough night, and I really need to check on her.", Whitney asked.
"Yeah, sure no problem.", the woman replied.
She left and came back and unlocked the door.
"Thank You.", Whitney said then walked into the apartment.
"Theresa??", Whitney asked.
Still there was nothing.
Whitney walked into the kitchen still their was no sign of Theresa.
Then she walked in the bedroom.
Whitney saw Theresa laying unconscious clutching the picture.
"Theresa ?", she asked.
She would move.
"Theresa?", Whitney asked gently shacking her.
Still there was nothing.
Whitney began to panic.
She went and dialed 911.
"Hello, can you please send an ambulance to the Royal Inn ? ", Whitney asked. "345", she added.
"What's you're emergency ?", the operator asked.
"My friend is unconscious and I don't really know how long she's been out.", Whitney replied.
"Ok, ma'am they should be arriving momentarily.", she replied.
"Thank you.", Whitney replied then hung-up.
5 minutes later the ambulance arrived.
They allowed Whitney to go with her.
*At The Hospital*
"Is this the first time she's did this ?", asked the doctor.
"I don't know. As far as I know of yes, but Theresa doesn't tell me everything.", Whitney replied.
The doctor nodded.
Theresa began to stir.
"Theresa?", Whitney asked.
"Whit, where am I ?", she asked.
"You passed out, you're at the hospital.", Whitney replied.
"Not, again.", she replied.
"Again ?", Whitney asked.
" Yeah, I passed out the other day. No more than 5 minutes.", she replied.
"So, this isn't the first time ?", doctor asked.
"No.", she replied.
"So, how many times has this occurred ?, the doctor asked.
"4 or 5 times, but no longer than 5 or 10 minutes.", she replied.
"Ms. Crane, do you stay tired, fell weak ? ", the doctor asked.
"Yeah, I fell drained why ?", she asked.
"We need to run some test, see if you're anemic.", he replied.
