Chapter 42: I'm Gone
"So where do we go from here?" Fox repeated.
Teresa looked at Fox who was sitting across the table from her. "I'm not pregnant, if that changes anything."
"You're not?"
"No. Dylan and I went to see if I was a couple of hours ago."
"Well, I don't know what to say to that."
"I know what you could say." Dylan said while stepping in.
"I don't want to hear what you have to say."
"I'm sure you don't, but guess what? I don't care. So you are going to listen."
"Like hell I am."
"Would you two stop fighting?" Teresa said.
Fox left the room and Teresa grabbed Dylan's arm and pulled him aside in the room. "What's wrong with you?"
"You."
"Excuse me?"
"Teresa, don't you see I'm in love with you?"
"What?"
"Come on. You can't tell me that you don't love me either. I took care of you, the girls, I made sure you were safe, and I even made love to you and it was love making not just sex. If you ask me, we were pretty hot and heavy and I asked you to marry me and now, since Fox is back I don't know who you want to be with!"
"Stop yelling at me."
"I'm not yelling. I'm telling you."
"I didn't ask you to do any of that for me."
"But the point is that I did. No questions asked. I loved you."
"Dylan this is so complicated."
"I know. Trust me, I know."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Choose."
"What?"
"You have to choose between Fox and I. It's the only way."
"How could I choose? I love you both!"
"Well, you need to decide, and fast."
"Why fast?"
"Because I don't know how long I can stand being away from you. Not sleeping in the same bed as you. Not waking up next you. Not smelling your shampoo after you get out of the bathroom or smelling your perfume after you dress. I don't know how long I can stand being away from you."
Teresa hugged Dylan and kissed him. He held her close and stroked her hair.
"I'm going upstairs to think things over okay?"
"Okay. Do you want me to come up and check on you later?"
"No, but if Fox asks where I am, please tell him, without fighting, that I'm in my bedroom okay?"
"Our bedroom."
"What?"
"It's our bedroom Teresa, but I got what you said. Go on. I'll tell him."
"You promise not to fight?"
"Yeah, I promise."
He kissed her forehead and she smiled. She left room and headed for the bedroom that she shared with Dylan.
Teresa began to think about the entire situation once she sat on her bed. She knew that Dylan loved her and she knew that she loved him, but she didn't know if she loved him more than she loved Fox. Fox was the father of her daughter, Lucia, and Fox had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. Dylan was her confidant, her hope, and her rock. He made her feel safe and she had fallen in love with over the past couple of months that Fox was gone.
"What am I going to do?" She asked herself.
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"Where's Teresa?" asked Fox as he entered room and noticed Teresa wasn't with Dylan.
"Upstairs."
"Doing what?"
"I don't know. Thinking I guess."
"About?"
"I don't know."
"Whatever." Fox replied as he started to leave the room. Dylan grabbed his arm, "Wait. I need to speak with you."
Fox grabbed Dylan's wrist and threw his hand from him, "Don't touch me."
"Look, I promised Teresa that we wouldn't fight, I just want to talk with you."
"About what? Huh? How you practically slapped me in the face by taking my woman and trying to make her yours? Well, let me tell you something Dylan, I don't care what you have to say, because I know that Teresa will choose me."
"Say whatever you want but its her choice."
"And what? You think she'll choose you?"
"Yeah, basically."
"You bastard." Fox punched Dylan in his face.
Dylan didn't take much time to punch back. Before you knew it the guys were tearing up the entire room and creating such a ruckus that Teresa, who was upstairs, heard the whole thing and ran down to check it out.
"Fox! Dylan! What the hell? Stop it!" Teresa said.
She managed to slip in between the guys and break the fight up. Fox had a busted lip and Dylan had a bloody nose and both held their jaws tightly.
"What the hell is wrong with you two? Dylan! You promised me you wouldn't fight!"
"He hit me first Teresa. I told him I promised you that we wouldn't fight and he went crazy."
"Fox, is this true?"
Fox looked at Teresa, "What does it matter? I'm leaving. Take Dylan! Get married for all I care! I'm gone!"
Fox grabbed his jacket and keys and stormed out of the house before Teresa could even get a word in to stop him.
*~*~*~*~*
NEXT CHAPTER: Don't worry Fox didn't really walk out for good.
R&R please.
"So where do we go from here?" Fox repeated.
Teresa looked at Fox who was sitting across the table from her. "I'm not pregnant, if that changes anything."
"You're not?"
"No. Dylan and I went to see if I was a couple of hours ago."
"Well, I don't know what to say to that."
"I know what you could say." Dylan said while stepping in.
"I don't want to hear what you have to say."
"I'm sure you don't, but guess what? I don't care. So you are going to listen."
"Like hell I am."
"Would you two stop fighting?" Teresa said.
Fox left the room and Teresa grabbed Dylan's arm and pulled him aside in the room. "What's wrong with you?"
"You."
"Excuse me?"
"Teresa, don't you see I'm in love with you?"
"What?"
"Come on. You can't tell me that you don't love me either. I took care of you, the girls, I made sure you were safe, and I even made love to you and it was love making not just sex. If you ask me, we were pretty hot and heavy and I asked you to marry me and now, since Fox is back I don't know who you want to be with!"
"Stop yelling at me."
"I'm not yelling. I'm telling you."
"I didn't ask you to do any of that for me."
"But the point is that I did. No questions asked. I loved you."
"Dylan this is so complicated."
"I know. Trust me, I know."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Choose."
"What?"
"You have to choose between Fox and I. It's the only way."
"How could I choose? I love you both!"
"Well, you need to decide, and fast."
"Why fast?"
"Because I don't know how long I can stand being away from you. Not sleeping in the same bed as you. Not waking up next you. Not smelling your shampoo after you get out of the bathroom or smelling your perfume after you dress. I don't know how long I can stand being away from you."
Teresa hugged Dylan and kissed him. He held her close and stroked her hair.
"I'm going upstairs to think things over okay?"
"Okay. Do you want me to come up and check on you later?"
"No, but if Fox asks where I am, please tell him, without fighting, that I'm in my bedroom okay?"
"Our bedroom."
"What?"
"It's our bedroom Teresa, but I got what you said. Go on. I'll tell him."
"You promise not to fight?"
"Yeah, I promise."
He kissed her forehead and she smiled. She left room and headed for the bedroom that she shared with Dylan.
Teresa began to think about the entire situation once she sat on her bed. She knew that Dylan loved her and she knew that she loved him, but she didn't know if she loved him more than she loved Fox. Fox was the father of her daughter, Lucia, and Fox had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. Dylan was her confidant, her hope, and her rock. He made her feel safe and she had fallen in love with over the past couple of months that Fox was gone.
"What am I going to do?" She asked herself.
*~*~*~*~*
"Where's Teresa?" asked Fox as he entered room and noticed Teresa wasn't with Dylan.
"Upstairs."
"Doing what?"
"I don't know. Thinking I guess."
"About?"
"I don't know."
"Whatever." Fox replied as he started to leave the room. Dylan grabbed his arm, "Wait. I need to speak with you."
Fox grabbed Dylan's wrist and threw his hand from him, "Don't touch me."
"Look, I promised Teresa that we wouldn't fight, I just want to talk with you."
"About what? Huh? How you practically slapped me in the face by taking my woman and trying to make her yours? Well, let me tell you something Dylan, I don't care what you have to say, because I know that Teresa will choose me."
"Say whatever you want but its her choice."
"And what? You think she'll choose you?"
"Yeah, basically."
"You bastard." Fox punched Dylan in his face.
Dylan didn't take much time to punch back. Before you knew it the guys were tearing up the entire room and creating such a ruckus that Teresa, who was upstairs, heard the whole thing and ran down to check it out.
"Fox! Dylan! What the hell? Stop it!" Teresa said.
She managed to slip in between the guys and break the fight up. Fox had a busted lip and Dylan had a bloody nose and both held their jaws tightly.
"What the hell is wrong with you two? Dylan! You promised me you wouldn't fight!"
"He hit me first Teresa. I told him I promised you that we wouldn't fight and he went crazy."
"Fox, is this true?"
Fox looked at Teresa, "What does it matter? I'm leaving. Take Dylan! Get married for all I care! I'm gone!"
Fox grabbed his jacket and keys and stormed out of the house before Teresa could even get a word in to stop him.
*~*~*~*~*
NEXT CHAPTER: Don't worry Fox didn't really walk out for good.
R&R please.
