TRUST ME
Teresa and Dylan walked together toward their apartment. Dylan held Little Ethan who was asleep. Upon nearing the door Teresa noticed something lying in front of it. It was flowers.
"Oh, Dylan. Did you send me flowers?" She asked excitedly.
"Well, as much as I would like to admit to such a wonderful gesture, it would be a lie."
Teresa bent down to pick up the red roses wrapped in paper. "Who could've sent these? Maybe mama. She knew I was going for my ultrasound today."
"There's a card. Maybe whoever sent them signed their name." Dylan added.
Teresa pulled out the card and opened the small envelope. Her expression went pale. She dropped the flowers and started crying.
"God, Teresa, what is it? Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay. That's sick, Dylan. Who could've done this?" She cried.
"Come on, let's go inside. I'll put Little Ethan down and you can explain this to me." They walked inside and Dylan placed Little Ethan in his bed. He walked out of his bedroom to find Teresa sitting on the couch starring at the card. "Teresa, what does the card say?"
She looked up at him, tears filled her eyes. She simply handed him the card. It read...
~She's got a way about her. I don't what it is, but I know that I can't live without her. Anyway~
Dylan looked down at Teresa. "What is this, Teresa?"
"That's part of the song that Fox played for me the night he proposed to me."
"Who would send this?"
She shook her head, "I don't know?"
Dylan bent down on his knees bringing him eye level with Teresa. "Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay, Dylan. Someone is playing a sick joke on me!" She was becoming angry.
"Teresa, calm down. Everything's going to be okay. I promise."
"No! No it's not, Dylan. It's not enough that I don't have Fox in my life anymore and that I'm carrying a child that will never be able to have a personal relationship with her father. Some sick son of a bitch has to go a play cruel jokes." She yelled.
Dylan took her hand, "Teresa, I said everything is going to be okay!"
"If you say that one more time, Dylan, I'll..."
"Teresa, look at me!" Teresa looked deep into Dylan's piercing blue eyes. "Have I ever let you down?" Teresa shook her head no. "I'll only say it one more time. Everything is going to be okay, Teresa, just give it time."
"Dylan, you're hiding something from me aren't you? What is it, please tell me." She begged.
"I can't, Teresa. Just trust me. Please?" He pleaded with her. "I can't tell you anything else."
She looked deeper into his eyes, she knew she could trust him, "Okay, I'll trust you."
The phone rang. "I'll get it." Teresa said standing to her feet and walking across the room to the phone. "Hello." Silence. "Hello." Again silence, nothing. "Who is this?" She could hear someone breathing in the background. "Who the hell is this?" Dial tone. She slammed down the phone.
"What was that?"
"I'm getting really scared, Dylan."
The phone rang again, "I'll get it this time, Teresa." He walked over and picked up the phone. He saw the fear that was written all over it. "Hello. Oh, it's just you. Hold on." He covered the receiver. "It's okay. Just a business associate. I'm going to take this in the next room." Teresa breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
"I'm going to step outside and get a fresh breath of air." Teresa left their apartment.
Once the door was shut Dylan began talking, "You know you shouldn't call here!..."Yes, I know, but you can't risk it. Not if you want to be with her again....You shouldn't have sent the flowers. It upset her. I knew it would....Yes, she went to the doctor....You'll know in time....I understand this isn't fair...Just be patient, you'll be with her soon enough. I have to go, she'll be coming back in soon....See ya." Dylan hung up the phone. He had made a huge risk calling here, but Dylan understood why he had done it. When a girl like Teresa comes into your life you can't just forget about her. It was impossible. Everyone just had to be patient. Everything would eventually come out.
***Hey guys! So, who do you think sent the flowers and called Teresa and Dylan. Shouldn't be too hard to figure out. Hope you guys enjoy! I've really enjoyed writing this story.
Teresa and Dylan walked together toward their apartment. Dylan held Little Ethan who was asleep. Upon nearing the door Teresa noticed something lying in front of it. It was flowers.
"Oh, Dylan. Did you send me flowers?" She asked excitedly.
"Well, as much as I would like to admit to such a wonderful gesture, it would be a lie."
Teresa bent down to pick up the red roses wrapped in paper. "Who could've sent these? Maybe mama. She knew I was going for my ultrasound today."
"There's a card. Maybe whoever sent them signed their name." Dylan added.
Teresa pulled out the card and opened the small envelope. Her expression went pale. She dropped the flowers and started crying.
"God, Teresa, what is it? Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay. That's sick, Dylan. Who could've done this?" She cried.
"Come on, let's go inside. I'll put Little Ethan down and you can explain this to me." They walked inside and Dylan placed Little Ethan in his bed. He walked out of his bedroom to find Teresa sitting on the couch starring at the card. "Teresa, what does the card say?"
She looked up at him, tears filled her eyes. She simply handed him the card. It read...
~She's got a way about her. I don't what it is, but I know that I can't live without her. Anyway~
Dylan looked down at Teresa. "What is this, Teresa?"
"That's part of the song that Fox played for me the night he proposed to me."
"Who would send this?"
She shook her head, "I don't know?"
Dylan bent down on his knees bringing him eye level with Teresa. "Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay, Dylan. Someone is playing a sick joke on me!" She was becoming angry.
"Teresa, calm down. Everything's going to be okay. I promise."
"No! No it's not, Dylan. It's not enough that I don't have Fox in my life anymore and that I'm carrying a child that will never be able to have a personal relationship with her father. Some sick son of a bitch has to go a play cruel jokes." She yelled.
Dylan took her hand, "Teresa, I said everything is going to be okay!"
"If you say that one more time, Dylan, I'll..."
"Teresa, look at me!" Teresa looked deep into Dylan's piercing blue eyes. "Have I ever let you down?" Teresa shook her head no. "I'll only say it one more time. Everything is going to be okay, Teresa, just give it time."
"Dylan, you're hiding something from me aren't you? What is it, please tell me." She begged.
"I can't, Teresa. Just trust me. Please?" He pleaded with her. "I can't tell you anything else."
She looked deeper into his eyes, she knew she could trust him, "Okay, I'll trust you."
The phone rang. "I'll get it." Teresa said standing to her feet and walking across the room to the phone. "Hello." Silence. "Hello." Again silence, nothing. "Who is this?" She could hear someone breathing in the background. "Who the hell is this?" Dial tone. She slammed down the phone.
"What was that?"
"I'm getting really scared, Dylan."
The phone rang again, "I'll get it this time, Teresa." He walked over and picked up the phone. He saw the fear that was written all over it. "Hello. Oh, it's just you. Hold on." He covered the receiver. "It's okay. Just a business associate. I'm going to take this in the next room." Teresa breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
"I'm going to step outside and get a fresh breath of air." Teresa left their apartment.
Once the door was shut Dylan began talking, "You know you shouldn't call here!..."Yes, I know, but you can't risk it. Not if you want to be with her again....You shouldn't have sent the flowers. It upset her. I knew it would....Yes, she went to the doctor....You'll know in time....I understand this isn't fair...Just be patient, you'll be with her soon enough. I have to go, she'll be coming back in soon....See ya." Dylan hung up the phone. He had made a huge risk calling here, but Dylan understood why he had done it. When a girl like Teresa comes into your life you can't just forget about her. It was impossible. Everyone just had to be patient. Everything would eventually come out.
***Hey guys! So, who do you think sent the flowers and called Teresa and Dylan. Shouldn't be too hard to figure out. Hope you guys enjoy! I've really enjoyed writing this story.