Ch.7
3 weeks had passed since that day. She was back at home. The doctors couldn't find any reason to keep her at the hospital…she wasn't contagious, and insisted on leaving as soon as possible.
Teresa sat on her couch in her living room and closed her eyes. She had noticed that in the past week, she had become increasingly weaker, and was losing weight. She had to take breaks and catch her breath pretty often.
While she sat, she heard the doorbell ring.
"Come in!" she yelled.
She heard the door open.
"Mama!"
She opened her eyes and looked at her son before her,
"Hey sweetheart. How's my favorite little man?"
Just then, Ethan and Gwen walked in.
"He's doing good Teresa," Gwen said. "He had a great time at the park.
Teresa smiled. Now that she was getting weaker, Ethan and Gwen and volunteered to watch Little Ethan during the day to give her some peace and quiet.
"I'm glad," Teresa said. "Little Ethan, why don't you go wash up ok? I'll make you some dinner."
Little Ethan left the room.
"Do you guys want to sit down? "
"Sure " Ethan said.
They all sat there in silence for a few minutes.
"So how are you doing today Teresa?" Ethan asked. He knew the answer before she even said it. Everyday, when they brought little Ethan back to her house, he could notice how different she looked. Everyday she was little paler, thinner. She was still beautiful.
"I'm doing good. I've been working on all of this wedding stuff today…can you believe the big day is in a month?"
"Teresa," Gwen started. "Are you sure you should be working on all of this wedding stuff? I mean maybe you guys should postpone until you feel better."
"Gwen, thank you for your concern, but I feel fine. Really I do. And nothing, not even the end of the world could stop me from marrying Fox as quickly as possible."
Gwen smiled. She envied the love Teresa and Fox shared. Their passions just always seemed so much more genuine than the passion she had with Ethan.
"Well if you insist on keeping the same wedding day, then I insist on throwing you a party!"
Teresa Squealed.
"REALLY?" a party?" " Oh my gosh thank you so much Gwen. Teresa ran over and hugged her.
"Its not a problem…why don't we plan for it being this Saturday? We can have it at the mansion."
"ohh I cant wait!" Teresa said. " I think a party is just what the doctor ordered"
Gwen and Ethan laughed.
"Great!" well, ill take care of all the plans and everything, so all you have to do Is show up!"
"ohh honey we better go" Ethan interrupted. "I told Father I would be back by 5 to help him with some documents."
All 3 of them walked to the door.
"Thank you so much you guys I mean it. Ahh I can't wait until Saturday!"
"Anytime Teresa. We'll see ya tomorrow "
Teresa closed the door, and Gwen and Ethan walked to their car. They didn't say much.
"she was so pale today Ethan."
He sighed.
"I know. She is defiantly getting worse. But I think this party is a great idea honey. T could be just what Teresa really needs."
He kissed her forehead.
She smiled.
"I hope you're right Ethan, because it seems right now like nothing is going to be able to help her."
They got in their car, and drove away. Teresa watched them from the window.
"This Saturday is going to be so much fun!"
Just then, she felt dizzy again. She fell to the floor, coughing uncontrollably.
Little Ethan heard her and came in the room.
"Mama, are you ok?"
Teresa looked at him.
"I'm fine" she wheezed out. Go finish getting ready for dinner." She coughed some more.
"Okay mommy." Little Ethan walked into the kitchen.
Teresa couldn't stop coughing. She placed her hand over her mouth to keep the vomit down. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she stopped.
Shakily, she stood back up. It was then she noticed her hand.
It was covered in blood.
"Oh my god." She whispered.
This was the first time she had coughed up blood.
"I can't let Fox know about this." She said to herself.
She quickly ran to the bathroom and washed her hands.