A/N:I started this story over three years ago when I was fifteen, since then my writing has improved, I hope, so I'll be updating every chapter and making it a better story with little things, the plot will basically be the same but I hope to give this story more depth. It is the sequel to my other fic 'Help Me Find My Way' but it's a pretty bad story so if you don't feel like reading here's a summary. Before Theresa turned into the horrible, mean person she is now and before she had little Ethan and married Julian, she and Ethan realized they loved each other when they were trapped by an avalanche, he and Gwen broke up after she cheated on him so Ethan and Theresa got together. After 'Help Me Find My Way' something happens to seperate Ethan and Theresa and she runs off to New York and gets married, this is five years later so here's the story!
Theresa sat at her desk working on some new designs for her own company fashion
company, Fate. She had just finished a wedding gown and it was just like the one
she had sketched all of those years ago when was seventeen and she had thought
she was going to marry Ethan Crane. She took another sip of coffee and decided
to call it quits for the night. She grabbed her purse and locked her drawers and
then her office as she left and went to her car. It was extremely loud, it being
a New York City Friday night. "I'd better get home before I upset Demitris," she
said frowning as she thought of her husband. She got into her car and drove to
their apartment. When she got there she put her coat and purse up and then went
into the kitchen where Demitris sat.
"Theresa, you're late again! When I get home I expect dinner to be on the table
and it's almost nine o'clock!" he said slamming his fist down on the beautifully
carved oak table.
"I'm sorry I had to finish up a design for a wedding, it won't happen again,"
said Theresa softly, her eyes downcast and looking at her feet.
"The hell it won't! You are quitting tomorrow," said Demitris standing up and
walking towards her.
Theresa took an involuntary step back, no she couldn't let this happen again,
she would not let him hit her. "We've discussed this before, I love my company
and I'm not just going to sell it," said Theresa sternly.
"You will do what I say you will do!" he said slamming her against the wall.
Theresa felt his hot breath on her face and she felt the familiar feeling of
fear well up in her heart. She could almost feel bruises forming as he held her
wrists at her sides. "It's MY company. I will not quit just so you can have
dinner at a sufficient time. You want dinner then make it yourself!" said
Theresa staring him straight in the eye, he wasn't going to hit her, he loved
her.
"You have become far to defiant!" he said grabbing a butcher knife from the
counter.
Theresa whimpered and closed her eyes, praying. He had never been this angry.
"Let me go now, Demitris, you're my husband, I love you," Theresa pleaded as she
tried to wiggle away from him. Before she knew it she felt warm moisture coming
from her neck as Demitris let go of her. She slowly reached up and saw the blood
on her hand as tears came down her cheeks. "You son of a bitch!" she said with
venom in her voice as he let go of her.
She tried to duck as his hand flew at her but she wasn't fast enough and it made
contact with her skin and she cried out.
"You're a worthless piece of trash, Theresa. I'm out of here."
She watched as he grabbed his coat and left and she knew exactly where he was
going, to her apartment. Theresa wasn't stupid; she knew where he went in
the middle of the night, and who he went to.
She picked herself up off of the floor and touched her cheek, which she could
already feel swelling. He had always been so careful, never once touching her
face, arms or neck; it was always her back, her stomach or her legs. Neither of
their reputations could afford it if the truth came out, he knew that as much as
she did, but right now she didn't care about her reputation.
She went into the bathroom and looked at her neck. It wasn't deep but it was
still bleeding. She debated going to the emergency room but that would only
raise suspicion, there were only so many times you could use aliases and the
same old excuses before someone caught on to what was happening..
She took a wash cloth and held it to her neck as she went into the bedroom. She
pulled her travel suitcases out from under the bed and started packing. Maybe a
couple weeks away would do them both some good, give him time to forgive her.
She got in her BMW and started driving, the lights of New York held no beauty
for her, as they use to, she had always been so caught up in the magic of the
city but now it held nothing for her. Her drive ended itself at a small bed and
breakfast called the Comfy Inn, she had been here a few times before and it was
a nice place, and they were discreet. She had a scarf covering her wound and was
thankful that it had stopped bleeding. Her large fashionable sunglasses covered
most of the forming bruise but not all of it; she had always thought he loved
her enough not to hit her in the face, well next time she'd make dinner earlier.
The Innkeeper looked at her bruise and Theresa flushed, fearing he would say
something but he didn't. She smiled as he gave her the key and then she went to
her room and locked the door.
She called down and ordered a bottle of wine and something to eat and then she
began to unpack. Theresa was unpacking the last of her suitcases when at the
bottom found a little pink baby dress. She had forgotten that she had put that
in there last year. She had designed it five years ago when she was pregnant, it
had been her favorite and she hadn't been able to throw it away with all the
rest of the clothes. But it didn't matter anymore; her baby was dead, and no
matter what nothing could change it. That the baby had been her last tie to
Eth……no she wouldn't say that name it was too painful. The wine came and Theresa
uncorked it and took a drink with out bothering with a glass. She gently picked
up the baby dress and under it was a book titled 'Help Me Find My Way'. She
opened it up, took another gulp of wine and read the first page.
My dearest Theresa,
I give this book to you with all the love in my heart. You are so special to me
and you will always be a part of me. Thank you for helping me find my way.
Love Ethan,
He loved her? That was a joke, she took the book and flung it across the room,
she tried to stop the tears that were beginning to fall but it was no use, how
could someone who loved her betray her like he had that night.
Five years ago…..
"Ethan, how could you!?" she screamed at him anger flashing in her eyes but
tears on her cheeks.
"Theresa I thought—," he ran his fingers through his hair looking helplessly at
her not knowing what to say or how to explain.
"I don't care, I hate you! We made love and the next night I find you with
Gwen!! I hate you so much it makes me sick!" she said running away from
him.
"How did my life end up like this?" she asked herself, one minute everything had
been perfect and the next she wasn't sure she even wanted to live anymore, so
much for Fate making everything turn out right. "I have nothing and no one
anymore," she whispered to herself, "No one cares anything about me anymore,
Demitris is right, I'm worthless, no one would care if I died." She looked at
her purse and after a moment she picked it up and opened it. Inside was a bottle
half full of aspirin. She got up and taking the aspirin and bottle of wine with
her that was by now almost half empty, and went into the bathroom. She looked in
the mirror and saw her horrible she looked, her hair was a mess and her make up
was smeared and the bruise…she looked at it and thought of the other bruises she
had, all over her body and on her soul, it just wasn't worth it. She took
another drink of wine and then she sat it down on the sink. She opened the
bottle of aspirin and put ten pills in her mouth ….
Ethan was sitting at the dinner table with his family, Sam, Ivy, Kay, Jessica,
Reese and their baby Amy. He still couldn't believe that his mother and father
were together and he had a real family that cared about more than money. Almost
six years ago when Ivy had announced to Sam that he was Ethan's father Sam had
shunned Ivy but welcomed him into the Bennett family. At first Grace Bennett had
been furious with the whole situation and resentful of Ethan but after a few
months he had begun to forge a relationship with his step mother, but that
summer Grace and Charity were involved in a terrible car accident and neither
had survived. The police had said the neighbor, Tabitha Lenox had cut the brake
lines, when they arrested her she kept insisting that she was a witch and it was
her duty to destroy all goodness, when they took her to a mental hospital to see
if she was fit to stand trial she escaped with her doll and no one had seen or
heard from her since.
When Kay found out that her mother and Charity had died she was devastated and
had a breakdown where she confessed all of the things she had done to sabotage
Charity and Miguel's relationship, Sam had put her in counseling and she got
better and her and Miguel had recently resolved their issues and were friends
again. Just two weeks ago Sam and Ivy had started talking again and now they
were just friends but Ethan hoped they could be more because he loved them both.
Only one thing was missing from his life…Theresa. He hoped she was happy even
though it wasn't with him. He wondered what she was doing right now…..