CH. 12
"Aww man, what am I going to do?" Fox sighed to himself.
Two days had passed since Fox's fight with Theresa. He couldn't eat. He couldn't sleep. All he could do was think about how badly he had hurt the love of his life.
"I hope Whitney talked to Theresa." Chad had promised Fox that he would encourage Whitney to talk to her, after he had told him about what happened between the two of them. "I can't lose her. She's my world, and I couldn't stand to not have Little Ethan in my life. He's everything to me." Fox let out a deep sigh as he rested his head in his hands.
Off in the distance, Gwen and Ethan watched on as Fox fell deeper and deeper into depression.
"Poor Fox," Gwen Winthrop whispered to her husband. "He is hurting so much."
"I know." Ethan kept his eyes on his eyes on Fox.
"I'm worried about him Ethan, I've never see him this way." Gwen looked at Ethan concerned. "He doesn't eat. He hardly gets rest. Just last night I heard him calling Theresa's name in his sleep."
"Tell me about it. He's really shaken up about this whole thing with her." Ethan looked at his wife."
"Can't you talk to him?"
"Uh, Gwen. As you've noticed, Fox and I aren't exactly the closest." Ethan informed her.
"I know you and Fox haven't really gotten along in the past, but he's your brother—"
"Half-brother," Ethan interrupted.
"It doesn't matter." Gwen rolled her eyes. "Look, you know better than anyone that me and Theresa haven't been the best of friends in the past. But I'd have to have a rock of stone to not feel sorry for her and Fox. I really think he needs someone to talk to, and you're the best person to do it. We both know Julian isn't going to jump at the chance." Gwen smirked.
"Yeah you're probably right. Julian's never proved to care about his children in the past, why now?" Ethan looked at Gwen, and let out a sigh. "Fine, I'll talk to him."
"Oh, thank you Ethan." Gwen smiled. "And hey you never know, maybe this might give you and Fox an opportunity to bond a little."
"Ok, now you're pushing it." Ethan smiled, and kissed his beautiful wife.
When Gwen left, he made his way to Fox.
"Hey Fox," Ethan sat down next to his half-brother.
"Ethan look if you're here to badger me about someone screwing with your computer, I'm not in the mood ok?" Fox rubbed his red and swollen eyes.
"No, Fox. I just wanted to see if you were ok. Maybe you'd want to talk?" Ethan looked at Fox concerned.
Fox looked up at Ethan in disbelief.
"What is it? Pretend you care about you're half-brother day?" Fox wasn't in the mood for games.
"Fox c'mon," Ethan rolled his eyes. "I'm really worried about you. I know this whole thing with you and Theresa can't be easy on you."
"What, is my whole life written on the wall somewhere?" Fox laid back in the chair. "How do you know about what happened between me and Theresa?"
"I over-heard you talking to Chad on the phone." Ethan confessed. "So how are doing?"
"Well, the love of my life hates me and told me she doesn't want her son to have anything to do with me." Fox rose from the couch and walked over to the window. "I feel just peachy Ethan."
Ethan ignored Fox's sarcasm, and went over to him.
"Well where's Dylan? I haven't seen him around for the last two days." Ethan remembered.
"Ya well, Dylan's probably off hiding somewhere, because he knows if he shows his face around here, I will beat the shit out of him." Fox spat. "I know he planned this whole thing out. The little bastard was just jealous that me and Theresa were spending so much time together, so he went out of his way to ruin what we have."
"That Dylan is a piece of work." Ethan grinned his teeth. "You know Fox, to tell you the truth, I always thought for the longest time that you were just using Theresa."
Fox was about to speak, but he stopped him and continued.
"But, NOW I see that you honestly care about her. That's why you can't let Dylan get away with this." Ethan sternly looked at Fox.
"Ethan, what am I suppose to do? Theresa won't even look at me, much less talk to me." Fox ran a hand through his hair.
"Well make her listen to you." Ethan put a hand on Fox's shoulder. "Fox, if it's anyone, I know that you are not the same person as you were when you first came to Harmony. You just have to let Theresa see that. She's just angry right now, but you need to make her understand how much you really care about her and her son."
"Thanks Ethan," Fox smiled. "I think we just had a moment here."
"Yeah," Ethan laughed. "I think we did."
Fox smiled. Ethan was right; he had to make Theresa see how much she meant to him. But before he did that, there was something that he had to take care of first, and he knew exactly where to go.
Fox drove in his car for what seemed like hours. Finally he reached his destination, as he pulled up to the shabby-looking building known as JOE'S PLACE. Fox had a feeling that Dylan might be here. But if he wasn't, Fox wouldn't rest until he found him. Before he could even try to patch things up with Theresa, he had to straighten out things with his "friend."
But as Fox jumped out of his car and opened the doors to the dusty bar, sure enough there was Dylan, hunched over a tall glass of bear.
Fox slammed the door shut and approached Dylan. Just the sight of him, made Fox's blood boil.
"Dylan!" he yelled across the room. Every pair of eyes stared back at him, but he didn't care.
"Aww..man!" Dylan grumbled. "Who let the rat in?"
"The only rat in here is you, you little bastard!" Fox grabbed Dylan by his shirt and turned him around. "We need to talk."
"Hey, who are you calling a bastard?" Dylan stared at Fox half drunk. "Do I look like the son of that bitch Theresa?"
Fox's eyes widened, as he punched Dylan hard in his jaw.
"Hey!" The store manager yelled. "If you two are going to scrap it out, take it outside!"
Fox picked up Dylan and pushed him out the backdoor.
Tumbling to the floor, Dylan swore underneath his breath.
"You know Fox," He mumbled, spitting blood out of his mouth. "From the time we were kids, you never did once raise your hand to me. Now some chick gets involved, and you're ready to kill your best friend."
"You're no friend of mine." Fox looked at Dylan in disgust.
"Look who's talking?!" Dylan spat. "I come to Harmony expecting to spend time with my best buddy in the world. Instead I come back, and except for two measly nights at a nightclub, he completely brushes me off for some hot chick with a son! You call that a friend Fox?" Dylan struggled to get up from the ground. "For the past week, I've seen you strut around this place enjoying your new wonderful life! What? Did you completely forget, that without me you'd be nothing!" Dylan un-steadily walked around Fox. "Or did you just conveniently forget how pathetic you were, before you met me?"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Fox stared coldly and Dylan.
"What the hell am I talking about?" Dylan mockingly repeated. "I'm TALKING about the countless times you came to me, bitching about how your parents don't love you, how Ethan's getting all the glory, blah blah blah! So being the friend that I was, I took you out and showed you the life. Girls! Clubs! Popularity! Everything! Suddenly Fox becomes the big man on campus. Everybody loved Fox! But what everyone failed to know is that without Dylan, no one would even know your name! Now you come to Harmony, you've got new friends, you found your so-called soul mate, and everything's peachy! Did you even bother to ask how I was? No! Who cares about Dylan? Who cares that everyone thinks he's a big joke. Who cares that his parents are split up. Who gives a shit about Dylan?." Dylan stopped and stared hard at Fox. "You think I haven't noticed how you and Julian are talking now. Sure you two are not sipping tea or anything, but at least you can still talk to him. I don't even know where my father is! But then again, you don't even care. You're too busy having fun with you're new lover." Dylan's cold stare burned through Fox like a hole.
Fox took a deep breath, and chuckled to himself.
"So am I suppose to feel sorry for you now, is that it?" Fox grinned his teeth. "Well too bad Dylan because you're not getting any sympathy here. The truth is, you're just a selfish bastard! You know, you're right. My life sucked growing up! But you're also very wrong. You see, you didn't help me. All you did was encourage me to NOT see the important things in life. Love. Family. Since I've come out to Harmony, I've learned that there are so many things more important than drinking and having a good time. I've learned to love Dylan." Fox stopped and looked at his friend. "Maybe that doesn't seem important to you, but it is to me. I finally found someone who loves me for me. Not for my money or my popularity; just me. And she has the best son ever. That little boy has no one Dylan. My father certainly didn't show him affection. So eventually I found myself falling for the kid. And you know what? He just adores me. Do you know how that makes me feel? No amount of money, and girls could amount to the joy that I feel in my heart, every time I look at his face. And Theresa is more than just another woman. She's like my other half. I love her more than anything. Those feelings don't just come everyday Dylan."
Fox took a deep breath and looked sternly at Dylan's face.
"So your life's not gong so well. Well you know what? Life's hard. But you have to learn how to turn the events in your life around so that they become an advantage instead of a disadvantage. I did. And now you're trying to ruin everything. Here's an idea instead of being jealous of me and what I have, why don't you just face reality and be happy for me, instead of being the selfish bastard that you are!" Fox left Dylan with his mouth wide open, unable to say a word.
He turned around and got in his car, driving off, leaving Dylan behind.
"Aww man, what am I going to do?" Fox sighed to himself.
Two days had passed since Fox's fight with Theresa. He couldn't eat. He couldn't sleep. All he could do was think about how badly he had hurt the love of his life.
"I hope Whitney talked to Theresa." Chad had promised Fox that he would encourage Whitney to talk to her, after he had told him about what happened between the two of them. "I can't lose her. She's my world, and I couldn't stand to not have Little Ethan in my life. He's everything to me." Fox let out a deep sigh as he rested his head in his hands.
Off in the distance, Gwen and Ethan watched on as Fox fell deeper and deeper into depression.
"Poor Fox," Gwen Winthrop whispered to her husband. "He is hurting so much."
"I know." Ethan kept his eyes on his eyes on Fox.
"I'm worried about him Ethan, I've never see him this way." Gwen looked at Ethan concerned. "He doesn't eat. He hardly gets rest. Just last night I heard him calling Theresa's name in his sleep."
"Tell me about it. He's really shaken up about this whole thing with her." Ethan looked at his wife."
"Can't you talk to him?"
"Uh, Gwen. As you've noticed, Fox and I aren't exactly the closest." Ethan informed her.
"I know you and Fox haven't really gotten along in the past, but he's your brother—"
"Half-brother," Ethan interrupted.
"It doesn't matter." Gwen rolled her eyes. "Look, you know better than anyone that me and Theresa haven't been the best of friends in the past. But I'd have to have a rock of stone to not feel sorry for her and Fox. I really think he needs someone to talk to, and you're the best person to do it. We both know Julian isn't going to jump at the chance." Gwen smirked.
"Yeah you're probably right. Julian's never proved to care about his children in the past, why now?" Ethan looked at Gwen, and let out a sigh. "Fine, I'll talk to him."
"Oh, thank you Ethan." Gwen smiled. "And hey you never know, maybe this might give you and Fox an opportunity to bond a little."
"Ok, now you're pushing it." Ethan smiled, and kissed his beautiful wife.
When Gwen left, he made his way to Fox.
"Hey Fox," Ethan sat down next to his half-brother.
"Ethan look if you're here to badger me about someone screwing with your computer, I'm not in the mood ok?" Fox rubbed his red and swollen eyes.
"No, Fox. I just wanted to see if you were ok. Maybe you'd want to talk?" Ethan looked at Fox concerned.
Fox looked up at Ethan in disbelief.
"What is it? Pretend you care about you're half-brother day?" Fox wasn't in the mood for games.
"Fox c'mon," Ethan rolled his eyes. "I'm really worried about you. I know this whole thing with you and Theresa can't be easy on you."
"What, is my whole life written on the wall somewhere?" Fox laid back in the chair. "How do you know about what happened between me and Theresa?"
"I over-heard you talking to Chad on the phone." Ethan confessed. "So how are doing?"
"Well, the love of my life hates me and told me she doesn't want her son to have anything to do with me." Fox rose from the couch and walked over to the window. "I feel just peachy Ethan."
Ethan ignored Fox's sarcasm, and went over to him.
"Well where's Dylan? I haven't seen him around for the last two days." Ethan remembered.
"Ya well, Dylan's probably off hiding somewhere, because he knows if he shows his face around here, I will beat the shit out of him." Fox spat. "I know he planned this whole thing out. The little bastard was just jealous that me and Theresa were spending so much time together, so he went out of his way to ruin what we have."
"That Dylan is a piece of work." Ethan grinned his teeth. "You know Fox, to tell you the truth, I always thought for the longest time that you were just using Theresa."
Fox was about to speak, but he stopped him and continued.
"But, NOW I see that you honestly care about her. That's why you can't let Dylan get away with this." Ethan sternly looked at Fox.
"Ethan, what am I suppose to do? Theresa won't even look at me, much less talk to me." Fox ran a hand through his hair.
"Well make her listen to you." Ethan put a hand on Fox's shoulder. "Fox, if it's anyone, I know that you are not the same person as you were when you first came to Harmony. You just have to let Theresa see that. She's just angry right now, but you need to make her understand how much you really care about her and her son."
"Thanks Ethan," Fox smiled. "I think we just had a moment here."
"Yeah," Ethan laughed. "I think we did."
Fox smiled. Ethan was right; he had to make Theresa see how much she meant to him. But before he did that, there was something that he had to take care of first, and he knew exactly where to go.
Fox drove in his car for what seemed like hours. Finally he reached his destination, as he pulled up to the shabby-looking building known as JOE'S PLACE. Fox had a feeling that Dylan might be here. But if he wasn't, Fox wouldn't rest until he found him. Before he could even try to patch things up with Theresa, he had to straighten out things with his "friend."
But as Fox jumped out of his car and opened the doors to the dusty bar, sure enough there was Dylan, hunched over a tall glass of bear.
Fox slammed the door shut and approached Dylan. Just the sight of him, made Fox's blood boil.
"Dylan!" he yelled across the room. Every pair of eyes stared back at him, but he didn't care.
"Aww..man!" Dylan grumbled. "Who let the rat in?"
"The only rat in here is you, you little bastard!" Fox grabbed Dylan by his shirt and turned him around. "We need to talk."
"Hey, who are you calling a bastard?" Dylan stared at Fox half drunk. "Do I look like the son of that bitch Theresa?"
Fox's eyes widened, as he punched Dylan hard in his jaw.
"Hey!" The store manager yelled. "If you two are going to scrap it out, take it outside!"
Fox picked up Dylan and pushed him out the backdoor.
Tumbling to the floor, Dylan swore underneath his breath.
"You know Fox," He mumbled, spitting blood out of his mouth. "From the time we were kids, you never did once raise your hand to me. Now some chick gets involved, and you're ready to kill your best friend."
"You're no friend of mine." Fox looked at Dylan in disgust.
"Look who's talking?!" Dylan spat. "I come to Harmony expecting to spend time with my best buddy in the world. Instead I come back, and except for two measly nights at a nightclub, he completely brushes me off for some hot chick with a son! You call that a friend Fox?" Dylan struggled to get up from the ground. "For the past week, I've seen you strut around this place enjoying your new wonderful life! What? Did you completely forget, that without me you'd be nothing!" Dylan un-steadily walked around Fox. "Or did you just conveniently forget how pathetic you were, before you met me?"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Fox stared coldly and Dylan.
"What the hell am I talking about?" Dylan mockingly repeated. "I'm TALKING about the countless times you came to me, bitching about how your parents don't love you, how Ethan's getting all the glory, blah blah blah! So being the friend that I was, I took you out and showed you the life. Girls! Clubs! Popularity! Everything! Suddenly Fox becomes the big man on campus. Everybody loved Fox! But what everyone failed to know is that without Dylan, no one would even know your name! Now you come to Harmony, you've got new friends, you found your so-called soul mate, and everything's peachy! Did you even bother to ask how I was? No! Who cares about Dylan? Who cares that everyone thinks he's a big joke. Who cares that his parents are split up. Who gives a shit about Dylan?." Dylan stopped and stared hard at Fox. "You think I haven't noticed how you and Julian are talking now. Sure you two are not sipping tea or anything, but at least you can still talk to him. I don't even know where my father is! But then again, you don't even care. You're too busy having fun with you're new lover." Dylan's cold stare burned through Fox like a hole.
Fox took a deep breath, and chuckled to himself.
"So am I suppose to feel sorry for you now, is that it?" Fox grinned his teeth. "Well too bad Dylan because you're not getting any sympathy here. The truth is, you're just a selfish bastard! You know, you're right. My life sucked growing up! But you're also very wrong. You see, you didn't help me. All you did was encourage me to NOT see the important things in life. Love. Family. Since I've come out to Harmony, I've learned that there are so many things more important than drinking and having a good time. I've learned to love Dylan." Fox stopped and looked at his friend. "Maybe that doesn't seem important to you, but it is to me. I finally found someone who loves me for me. Not for my money or my popularity; just me. And she has the best son ever. That little boy has no one Dylan. My father certainly didn't show him affection. So eventually I found myself falling for the kid. And you know what? He just adores me. Do you know how that makes me feel? No amount of money, and girls could amount to the joy that I feel in my heart, every time I look at his face. And Theresa is more than just another woman. She's like my other half. I love her more than anything. Those feelings don't just come everyday Dylan."
Fox took a deep breath and looked sternly at Dylan's face.
"So your life's not gong so well. Well you know what? Life's hard. But you have to learn how to turn the events in your life around so that they become an advantage instead of a disadvantage. I did. And now you're trying to ruin everything. Here's an idea instead of being jealous of me and what I have, why don't you just face reality and be happy for me, instead of being the selfish bastard that you are!" Fox left Dylan with his mouth wide open, unable to say a word.
He turned around and got in his car, driving off, leaving Dylan behind.