~Chapter 13~
Luis ran over and pulled Fox clear of Ethan's grasp. "Back off, Ethan, you're jumping to conclusions."
"The hell I am. You don't know Fox like Sheridan and I do. He's trouble. Tell them Sheridan." Ethan's eyes stayed fixated on Fox.
"Ethan, I'm sorry. I don't agree with you. Fox did nothing to hurt Teresa. In fact, we don't know why she did this yet."
Ethan looked over at Sheridan shocked. "What do you mean, you don't agree? You know all to well what Fox has done to the Crane name."
"Father and Julian have ruined the Crane name, Ethan. Not Fox."
Ethan shook his head, "I don't believe this." He laughed. "You're defending him?"
Whitney spoke up this time, "Someone has to when Teresa's not around. In fact, if Sheridan hadn't spoken up when she did I was going to say something. Thank you, Sheridan." Whitney walked over and stood beside Fox, taking his hand in hers and smiled at him. "Fox is a good man, Ethan. Maybe you should get to truly now him before you judge him."
Fox smiled at Whitney, "Thanks."
Pilar stepped in, "Ethan, it's no secret that you and Fox don't see eye to eye, but for Teresa's sake, please, keep things to yourself. You both mean so much to her and she hates seeing you two at each other's throats all the time."
Ethan rubbed his temples, "Fine, but only for Teresa."
"I agree with you Pilar." Said Fox holding up his hands, "The more people we have to support Teresa the better."
Sometime later, Teresa was brought out to a room and one by one they were allowed to spend sometime with her. Fox was allowed to go last.
He walked over and took the chair positioned beside her bed. He picked up her hand. It was as cold as ice. He looked down at the foot of the bed, where folded at her feet was an extra blanket. He spread the blanket over her and tucked it in around her. Again, he took her hand in his and gently brought it to his lips.
He sat for a minute starring at her. Not knowing what to say. Then he decided to say the first thing that came to his mind. "Teresa, there's so much I want to say to you. So much that's been on my mind for so long. Now more than ever you need to hear what I have to say. Teresa, if you can hear me, please squeeze my hand." Nothing. "Teresa, it's me, Fox. Squeeze my hand, Teresa." Again nothing.
He hung his head for a moment. It didn't matter. Something deep down in Fox's heart told him that she could hear him. Nothing was going to stop him from telling Teresa how he felt about her. "Teresa, since I came back to Harmony, you have been my dearest friend. You've been there for me when no one else would. Not even my own family. You pushed your feelings aside at times to help me pick up the pieces and now I'm here to help you, Teresa. You're going to pull through. I'm going to help you. We'll fight this together every step of the way. You just have to open up to me, Teresa. Tell me everything. All your heartaches and your pains. Give them to me and I'll help you carry the burdens when they're too much to bare. Let me be the shoulder you cry on and the one you tell all your deepest secrets and your hearts desires. Let me help you start anew." He swallowed hard. "Most of all, let me love you."
Fox fought the tears that were ready to fall, "I love you, Teresa. You have to know that. I love you with every fiber of my being. Every inch of my heart. Please, fight this, Teresa. You deserve to be loved and you deserve to be happy. I can give you that if you'll just let me." He lay his head on the side of Teresa's bed. He couldn't fight it back anymore. The tears had to fall.
Ethan stood outside the door of Teresa's room. He couldn't believe his ears. Fox Crane was in love. Most of all, he was in love with Teresa. Who knew he was capable? Ethan looked down at the ground as the next thoughts flashed through his mind. Would Teresa ever be able to move on from Little Ethan's death? Would she ever fall in love again? Did she love Fox? He walked down the hall of the hospital. He had to get out of there. The walls were closing in on him. How had things become so complicated?
Ethan sat down on a bench just outside the hospital entrance. He looked at the wedding ring on his finger. Deep down he knew it meant nothing to him, but that didn't matter. There was a child involved and he would be there for his child no matter if it meant sacrificing his happiness. Even if it meant sacrificing the one thing that meant most to him. Teresa. He loved her so much. It killed him to think that he could never again be with her. He had screwed that up. Hell, they had both screwed it up. Teresa had lied and deceived for reasons unknown to him. He had let lust and anger take ahold after he thought he had watched Teresa put to death and from that Gwen had become pregnant.
He thought about what might have been if only things had turned out differently. If his mom would have only been honest all those years ago, he and Teresa would probably be married today. There would've never been a letter sent to the tabloids and the news would've never broke on their wedding day. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. There was no use worrying about what was never meant to be and unfortuntely him and Teresa were never meant to be. Ethan got to his feet convinced that even though he would never truly be happy he would make sure Teresa was. Even if it meant her happiness lie with Fox.
Luis ran over and pulled Fox clear of Ethan's grasp. "Back off, Ethan, you're jumping to conclusions."
"The hell I am. You don't know Fox like Sheridan and I do. He's trouble. Tell them Sheridan." Ethan's eyes stayed fixated on Fox.
"Ethan, I'm sorry. I don't agree with you. Fox did nothing to hurt Teresa. In fact, we don't know why she did this yet."
Ethan looked over at Sheridan shocked. "What do you mean, you don't agree? You know all to well what Fox has done to the Crane name."
"Father and Julian have ruined the Crane name, Ethan. Not Fox."
Ethan shook his head, "I don't believe this." He laughed. "You're defending him?"
Whitney spoke up this time, "Someone has to when Teresa's not around. In fact, if Sheridan hadn't spoken up when she did I was going to say something. Thank you, Sheridan." Whitney walked over and stood beside Fox, taking his hand in hers and smiled at him. "Fox is a good man, Ethan. Maybe you should get to truly now him before you judge him."
Fox smiled at Whitney, "Thanks."
Pilar stepped in, "Ethan, it's no secret that you and Fox don't see eye to eye, but for Teresa's sake, please, keep things to yourself. You both mean so much to her and she hates seeing you two at each other's throats all the time."
Ethan rubbed his temples, "Fine, but only for Teresa."
"I agree with you Pilar." Said Fox holding up his hands, "The more people we have to support Teresa the better."
Sometime later, Teresa was brought out to a room and one by one they were allowed to spend sometime with her. Fox was allowed to go last.
He walked over and took the chair positioned beside her bed. He picked up her hand. It was as cold as ice. He looked down at the foot of the bed, where folded at her feet was an extra blanket. He spread the blanket over her and tucked it in around her. Again, he took her hand in his and gently brought it to his lips.
He sat for a minute starring at her. Not knowing what to say. Then he decided to say the first thing that came to his mind. "Teresa, there's so much I want to say to you. So much that's been on my mind for so long. Now more than ever you need to hear what I have to say. Teresa, if you can hear me, please squeeze my hand." Nothing. "Teresa, it's me, Fox. Squeeze my hand, Teresa." Again nothing.
He hung his head for a moment. It didn't matter. Something deep down in Fox's heart told him that she could hear him. Nothing was going to stop him from telling Teresa how he felt about her. "Teresa, since I came back to Harmony, you have been my dearest friend. You've been there for me when no one else would. Not even my own family. You pushed your feelings aside at times to help me pick up the pieces and now I'm here to help you, Teresa. You're going to pull through. I'm going to help you. We'll fight this together every step of the way. You just have to open up to me, Teresa. Tell me everything. All your heartaches and your pains. Give them to me and I'll help you carry the burdens when they're too much to bare. Let me be the shoulder you cry on and the one you tell all your deepest secrets and your hearts desires. Let me help you start anew." He swallowed hard. "Most of all, let me love you."
Fox fought the tears that were ready to fall, "I love you, Teresa. You have to know that. I love you with every fiber of my being. Every inch of my heart. Please, fight this, Teresa. You deserve to be loved and you deserve to be happy. I can give you that if you'll just let me." He lay his head on the side of Teresa's bed. He couldn't fight it back anymore. The tears had to fall.
Ethan stood outside the door of Teresa's room. He couldn't believe his ears. Fox Crane was in love. Most of all, he was in love with Teresa. Who knew he was capable? Ethan looked down at the ground as the next thoughts flashed through his mind. Would Teresa ever be able to move on from Little Ethan's death? Would she ever fall in love again? Did she love Fox? He walked down the hall of the hospital. He had to get out of there. The walls were closing in on him. How had things become so complicated?
Ethan sat down on a bench just outside the hospital entrance. He looked at the wedding ring on his finger. Deep down he knew it meant nothing to him, but that didn't matter. There was a child involved and he would be there for his child no matter if it meant sacrificing his happiness. Even if it meant sacrificing the one thing that meant most to him. Teresa. He loved her so much. It killed him to think that he could never again be with her. He had screwed that up. Hell, they had both screwed it up. Teresa had lied and deceived for reasons unknown to him. He had let lust and anger take ahold after he thought he had watched Teresa put to death and from that Gwen had become pregnant.
He thought about what might have been if only things had turned out differently. If his mom would have only been honest all those years ago, he and Teresa would probably be married today. There would've never been a letter sent to the tabloids and the news would've never broke on their wedding day. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. There was no use worrying about what was never meant to be and unfortuntely him and Teresa were never meant to be. Ethan got to his feet convinced that even though he would never truly be happy he would make sure Teresa was. Even if it meant her happiness lie with Fox.