"Theresa." Whitney said as she walked up to Theresa.
"Hey Whit, what's wrong?" she said reading the anger on her friends face.
"Guess who I just had a chat with."
"Let me guess," Theresa said letting out a sigh. "Ethan."
"Yes, Ethan. And you want to know what our little chat was about? Basically he told me that he hates me and that you said so too which we've been over and I don't believe, plus he's upset that I get to sing at the Blue Note and not Gwen when we all know she sounds like a cat going through puberty." Whitney said angrily all in one breath.
"Why does Ethan always start crap about me saying I hate you? You're my best friend, and where does he go off telling you what to do?" Theresa frowned.
"I don't know, but you better fix something before I seriously commit murder..."
"There will be no need for that." Theresa said cutting her off. She grabbed to her keys and turned around to Whitney. "I'm going to get this all straightened out right now."
"What the hell is your problem?" Theresa screamed as she burst into Ethan's study.
"Oh, hello. I really don't have a problem, thanks though." he said sarcastically.
"Hah, how funny. You can talk crap behind my back but you can't say it to me. Funny, yet sad."
"No, I'm just trying to be polite and say hello."
"Sure you are." she said, sick of the sarcasm.
"So what do you want? I know your not talking to me out of pleasure."
"I already told you what I want in the form of a question, I'm just waiting for you to answer." she screamed.
"I already gave you one. My problem doesn't really involve you. I'm just sick of you getting involved in me and Gwen's business.'' he said icily.
Theresa threw up her hands in disbelief. "Getting involved? What the hell Ethan, I was freakin dating you! I am involved!"
"Theresa, you really need to stop. You're acting like a bitch right now." he shot back.
"I wonder why? I'm very pissed off right now...maybe I should act like an angel."
"I don't think you could be an angel cause you're always a bitch."
"Why should I listen to you Ethan?" she yelled. "Huh? You're the king of hypocrisy, you're the biggest hypocrite EVER!"
"Well I don't care what you think about me, I didn't ask." he snapped.
"You know what, there's so much more than that and I don't give a damn if you didn't ask. I don't need your permission to speak my mind."
"Theresa, you don't even know me." he yelled as he stood up.
That sentence put a stinger in Theresa's heart. She thought she knew him but she realized that she didn't. "I realized that a while ago."
"Yeah, that was the past. Get in the present!"
"I am in the present!"
"True, but your mind isn't!" he said raising his voice.
"Yes it is!" she cried.
"Then start getting your act together and stop trying to start something with me by using flaws from the past when after awhile those flaws have faded away and everything you're saying is bull! You know, what's the whole point of this Theresa? Are we done now? Will you own up to something!" he yelled.
"I already owned up to the fact that I'm stupid for getting in arguments with you and accepting your apologies and ending back up right where I started, I own up to the fact that its my fault that you put me through the most crap I've ever gone through, yeah I own up to it." her lip quivered as she tried not to cry.
"Are we done?" Ethan asked impatiently.
"The only reason I'm talking to you is because I'm finally beginning to say things I want to say-"
"Good for you. Now I have to go. Bye." he said starting to walk away.
"You're such an asshole!" she screamed after him.
"How?" he asked turning around. "For saying good for you?"
"No, for the way you act."
"That's nice. I just treat you with all the respect that you give me." he argued.
"When things are happening to you, you want the whole world to stop because 'Ethan's going through such a rough time' but all the time I was going through shit you didn't even care you just made it worse. You don't deserve respect at ALL. Not from me." she screamed at him.
"Well then there you go, that's how I'm treating you. And you have no right to tell me what I'm going through or how I feel when you have no clue."
"And what gave you the right to do the same to me?" she asked.
"I haven't. I haven't even talked to you in days and your accusing me of making your life miserable."
"My life is fine now that I realize how dumb I was to even try to be friends with you after you asked Gwen to marry you." she answered.
"I thought that we were past that...remember...your totally in the present." he reminded her sarcastically.
"You know what Ethan?" she screamed. "I'm so freakin tired of your sarcasm. You try to brush things off like it isn't your fault and you're not hurting anyone but guess what? You're hurting me and I am dying because no one even cares what I'm going through. No one knows the pain I feel-"
"Save that for Dr. Phil." he said cutting her off. Without saying another word he turned and walked away leaving a shocked and sobbing Theresa behind him.
"What was that all about?" a voice said as Ethan walked down the hall.
"Fox?" Ethan said turning around to face his half brother.
"Yeah, who were you arguing with just now?" he asked.
"My ex girlfriend. She's such a bitch." Ethan said nonchalantly. He then quickly turned and walked away.
A skeptical Fox, angry at the way Ethan was treating any woman quickly went to go check on the woman in the library. He was in for a surprise when he realized the sobbing girl standing there was none other than Theresa, the beautiful girl he had met the night before.
"Theresa?" he said running over to her side.
"Fox?" she sniffed as she looked at him surprised.
Then it all began to hit him. "The guy...it's Ethan isn't it?" he asked.
Theresa nodded as tears streamed down her eyes. "I feel so hurt Fox." she whispered.
Fox's heart melted as he wrapped his arms around her. He had only known this girl for one day and he already felt protective of her. He sighed and closed his eyes, holding her until her sobbing ceased.
"Hey Whit, what's wrong?" she said reading the anger on her friends face.
"Guess who I just had a chat with."
"Let me guess," Theresa said letting out a sigh. "Ethan."
"Yes, Ethan. And you want to know what our little chat was about? Basically he told me that he hates me and that you said so too which we've been over and I don't believe, plus he's upset that I get to sing at the Blue Note and not Gwen when we all know she sounds like a cat going through puberty." Whitney said angrily all in one breath.
"Why does Ethan always start crap about me saying I hate you? You're my best friend, and where does he go off telling you what to do?" Theresa frowned.
"I don't know, but you better fix something before I seriously commit murder..."
"There will be no need for that." Theresa said cutting her off. She grabbed to her keys and turned around to Whitney. "I'm going to get this all straightened out right now."
"What the hell is your problem?" Theresa screamed as she burst into Ethan's study.
"Oh, hello. I really don't have a problem, thanks though." he said sarcastically.
"Hah, how funny. You can talk crap behind my back but you can't say it to me. Funny, yet sad."
"No, I'm just trying to be polite and say hello."
"Sure you are." she said, sick of the sarcasm.
"So what do you want? I know your not talking to me out of pleasure."
"I already told you what I want in the form of a question, I'm just waiting for you to answer." she screamed.
"I already gave you one. My problem doesn't really involve you. I'm just sick of you getting involved in me and Gwen's business.'' he said icily.
Theresa threw up her hands in disbelief. "Getting involved? What the hell Ethan, I was freakin dating you! I am involved!"
"Theresa, you really need to stop. You're acting like a bitch right now." he shot back.
"I wonder why? I'm very pissed off right now...maybe I should act like an angel."
"I don't think you could be an angel cause you're always a bitch."
"Why should I listen to you Ethan?" she yelled. "Huh? You're the king of hypocrisy, you're the biggest hypocrite EVER!"
"Well I don't care what you think about me, I didn't ask." he snapped.
"You know what, there's so much more than that and I don't give a damn if you didn't ask. I don't need your permission to speak my mind."
"Theresa, you don't even know me." he yelled as he stood up.
That sentence put a stinger in Theresa's heart. She thought she knew him but she realized that she didn't. "I realized that a while ago."
"Yeah, that was the past. Get in the present!"
"I am in the present!"
"True, but your mind isn't!" he said raising his voice.
"Yes it is!" she cried.
"Then start getting your act together and stop trying to start something with me by using flaws from the past when after awhile those flaws have faded away and everything you're saying is bull! You know, what's the whole point of this Theresa? Are we done now? Will you own up to something!" he yelled.
"I already owned up to the fact that I'm stupid for getting in arguments with you and accepting your apologies and ending back up right where I started, I own up to the fact that its my fault that you put me through the most crap I've ever gone through, yeah I own up to it." her lip quivered as she tried not to cry.
"Are we done?" Ethan asked impatiently.
"The only reason I'm talking to you is because I'm finally beginning to say things I want to say-"
"Good for you. Now I have to go. Bye." he said starting to walk away.
"You're such an asshole!" she screamed after him.
"How?" he asked turning around. "For saying good for you?"
"No, for the way you act."
"That's nice. I just treat you with all the respect that you give me." he argued.
"When things are happening to you, you want the whole world to stop because 'Ethan's going through such a rough time' but all the time I was going through shit you didn't even care you just made it worse. You don't deserve respect at ALL. Not from me." she screamed at him.
"Well then there you go, that's how I'm treating you. And you have no right to tell me what I'm going through or how I feel when you have no clue."
"And what gave you the right to do the same to me?" she asked.
"I haven't. I haven't even talked to you in days and your accusing me of making your life miserable."
"My life is fine now that I realize how dumb I was to even try to be friends with you after you asked Gwen to marry you." she answered.
"I thought that we were past that...remember...your totally in the present." he reminded her sarcastically.
"You know what Ethan?" she screamed. "I'm so freakin tired of your sarcasm. You try to brush things off like it isn't your fault and you're not hurting anyone but guess what? You're hurting me and I am dying because no one even cares what I'm going through. No one knows the pain I feel-"
"Save that for Dr. Phil." he said cutting her off. Without saying another word he turned and walked away leaving a shocked and sobbing Theresa behind him.
"What was that all about?" a voice said as Ethan walked down the hall.
"Fox?" Ethan said turning around to face his half brother.
"Yeah, who were you arguing with just now?" he asked.
"My ex girlfriend. She's such a bitch." Ethan said nonchalantly. He then quickly turned and walked away.
A skeptical Fox, angry at the way Ethan was treating any woman quickly went to go check on the woman in the library. He was in for a surprise when he realized the sobbing girl standing there was none other than Theresa, the beautiful girl he had met the night before.
"Theresa?" he said running over to her side.
"Fox?" she sniffed as she looked at him surprised.
Then it all began to hit him. "The guy...it's Ethan isn't it?" he asked.
Theresa nodded as tears streamed down her eyes. "I feel so hurt Fox." she whispered.
Fox's heart melted as he wrapped his arms around her. He had only known this girl for one day and he already felt protective of her. He sighed and closed his eyes, holding her until her sobbing ceased.