The next day...
Fox sat alone in his room that night pondering the words that Teresa had said to him the day before. He had to find Audrey. He had a thing or two to say to her, but he knew now wasn't a good time. He was afraid of what he would do to her if he saw her now.
He walked over and looked out the window. He wanted so bad to see Teresa, so bad to hear her voice, but she had refused his phone calls and on the occasion that he stopped by Pilar's home, Pilar had told her that she had gone to the Book Cafe with Whitney. When he got there he decided Pilar had lied to him. Neither of them were there and he had later caught a glimpse of Whitney on the docks with Chad.
Thoughts of their night together flooded Fox's mind. That truly was a magical night. They had both laid it all out on the line that night and neither of them had been disappointed. He loved Teresa. With all of his heart and all of his soul. No other woman had ever made him feel that way. And there had been many. Many women. He was ashamed of that fact, but he knew that they all only confirmed his feelings for Teresa. He had only used them, and he knew it. He was trying to fill a void in his life and his thoughts had been confirmed. Teresa was the only one that could fill that void he had been missing and now she was gone.
There was a small knock on the door and Fox's hopes soared. Maybe it was Teresa. Maybe she had realized that she had overreacted. Maybe she was here to tell him how sorry she was for doubting him.
He walked over and opened the door and then his heart sank. "What the hell are you doing here? Don't you think you've already done enough damage?"
"Oh, come on Fox", she said pushing past him through the door into his room. "I thought you'd be a little more excited to see me."
"Not hardly." He said menancingly. "You heard me, Audrey, I don't want you here." He walked over and held the door open for her. "Go on. You heard me. I won't say it again. The security guys will be than happy to excort you off the grounds."
"Where's the Fox I used to know? Surely he's still in there."
"The Fox you used to know is gone." He said finally walking away from the door.
Audrey eyed him for a moment, "You really love this girl, don't you?"
Fox's features mellowed at the mention of her, "Yes, I do, Audrey. But you've managed to screw all that up for me."
"Come on, Fox, cut me some slack. I know what it's like to have the love of your life push you away."
"Somehow, Audrey, I find that hard to believe."
"It's true, Fox. I've loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. Do you remember the day we met?" She asked.
"How could I ever forget?" He rolled his eyes.
"You and Dylan were on Christmas vacation. You're family had refused to let you come home and for some reason my father had found it in his heart to allow you and Dylan to come stay with us. I couldn't believe it. Our father has always loathed Dylan."
"You're point is, Audrey?"
"The point is, Fox, when I first saw you walk through the front door of our mansion, I knew I wanted to make you apart of my life. You were so carefree, so laid back. Unlike anyone I had ever met before. You completely swept me off of my feet."
"That was along time ago, Audrey. I long time ago. Things have changed, I've changed."
"No, Fox, you haven't changed. You've just let the image of your idea girl cloud your better judgement. She can't offer you what I can. She can't give you the same things I can. Me and you belong together, Fox. We have money, prestige, fame. We could be so powerful together. What about that isn't appealing?" She asked.
"You're not, Teresa." He simply stated.
"No, and thank God I'm not."
"Damn you, Audrey, you know nothing about her." Fox's temper flared.
"Oh, Fox, but I do. She's one of those poor girls who dreams of a life like ours. She's grown up in some fairy tale. She thinks her knight in shining armor will come sweep her off of her feet, but that's not going to happen. Fairy tales are fake, Fox. True love is fake. Just something conjured up to give little girls false hope. What I can offer you is real, Fox."
"Get real, Audrey. Everything about you is fake. Your hair color, fake eyelashes, fake nails, breast implants. What part of you is real? Nothing? Teresa's real. There's not one fake thing about her. And that's just what I like about her. She doesn't have to put on a front around me for me to love her." Audrey gave a little laugh, "What did you say to her, Audrey? What made her so upset with me?"
"I think I need a drink." She walked over and poured two drinks and unnoticed by Fox, she slipped something into the second one.
"You're purposely avoiding my questions, Audrey. What did you say to make Teresa so upset?" Fox said through clenched teeth.
"I simply told her the truth, Fox." She said nonchalantly.
"And what truth was that may I ask?"
"That you and I were an item."
"What the hell? Why would you go and do such a fool thing like that? You and I are not a couple. We may have slept together and few times and you may be the sister to one of my best friends, but that's not what I would call a relationship."
"Come on, Fox, you know as well as I do that what we had together was like magic." She walked over and sat on the bed with their drinks.
"I told you to leave, Audrey. Why do you insist upon making yourself at home in my room?"
"Come on, Fox. Calm down. Here share a drink with me then I'll leave you alone." She held the drink out in her hands.
"You know I don't drink, Audrey." Fox stated dryly.
"Yes, I know. Only when you're extremely tense. And I do believe you qualify for one right now. You're so tense you look like you could crack at any moment. Here, one drink never hurt anyone." Fox hesitantly took the glass from her. "Now, we'll have a nice drink together and then I'll be out of your hair." She held up her glass and downed it and Fox did the same. "If you don't mind, I'll use the restroom and then I'll be leaving."
"Fine, but don't be long. I want some time to myself." Fox went over and sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Fox, are you okay, you don't look so well?"
"Just a little dizzy. Go on. I'll be fine. I don't need you whinning over me." He shooed her into the bathroom.
Audrey closed the bathroom door behind her and smiled. The little pill was working like a charm. Fox would be completely out of it in no time. She sat her large purse up on the bathroom counter and put on the long black wig she had stashed in it. She touched up her make-up and then put on the flimsy nightgown she had also packed away within the purse. She spritzed a little of Teresa's perfume that she had stolen from the cottage on her wrist and neck. She looked herself up and down in the mirror. Not bad if she did say so herself. Fox would never notice that she wasn't really Teresa. That pill would take care of that.
She walked out of the bathroom and saw Fox lying back on the bed. He had removed his shirt and shoes. His head rested on the headboard of the bed. Audrey looked down at him. He has as sexy as ever.
She walked over and sit down on the bed next to him. "Fox?" She whispered.
Fox opened his eyes and saw the long, black hair. The rest of the image was slightly blurred. Then he smelled her perfume, "Teresa?"
"Fox, I'm so sorry. I never should have said those things to you. I love you, Fox. I always have."
Fox sat up on the side of the bed beside her, "You don't know how happy that makes me to hear you say that. I love you, Teresa."
"Make love to me, Fox."
"Do you even have to ask?"
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Fox sat alone in his room that night pondering the words that Teresa had said to him the day before. He had to find Audrey. He had a thing or two to say to her, but he knew now wasn't a good time. He was afraid of what he would do to her if he saw her now.
He walked over and looked out the window. He wanted so bad to see Teresa, so bad to hear her voice, but she had refused his phone calls and on the occasion that he stopped by Pilar's home, Pilar had told her that she had gone to the Book Cafe with Whitney. When he got there he decided Pilar had lied to him. Neither of them were there and he had later caught a glimpse of Whitney on the docks with Chad.
Thoughts of their night together flooded Fox's mind. That truly was a magical night. They had both laid it all out on the line that night and neither of them had been disappointed. He loved Teresa. With all of his heart and all of his soul. No other woman had ever made him feel that way. And there had been many. Many women. He was ashamed of that fact, but he knew that they all only confirmed his feelings for Teresa. He had only used them, and he knew it. He was trying to fill a void in his life and his thoughts had been confirmed. Teresa was the only one that could fill that void he had been missing and now she was gone.
There was a small knock on the door and Fox's hopes soared. Maybe it was Teresa. Maybe she had realized that she had overreacted. Maybe she was here to tell him how sorry she was for doubting him.
He walked over and opened the door and then his heart sank. "What the hell are you doing here? Don't you think you've already done enough damage?"
"Oh, come on Fox", she said pushing past him through the door into his room. "I thought you'd be a little more excited to see me."
"Not hardly." He said menancingly. "You heard me, Audrey, I don't want you here." He walked over and held the door open for her. "Go on. You heard me. I won't say it again. The security guys will be than happy to excort you off the grounds."
"Where's the Fox I used to know? Surely he's still in there."
"The Fox you used to know is gone." He said finally walking away from the door.
Audrey eyed him for a moment, "You really love this girl, don't you?"
Fox's features mellowed at the mention of her, "Yes, I do, Audrey. But you've managed to screw all that up for me."
"Come on, Fox, cut me some slack. I know what it's like to have the love of your life push you away."
"Somehow, Audrey, I find that hard to believe."
"It's true, Fox. I've loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. Do you remember the day we met?" She asked.
"How could I ever forget?" He rolled his eyes.
"You and Dylan were on Christmas vacation. You're family had refused to let you come home and for some reason my father had found it in his heart to allow you and Dylan to come stay with us. I couldn't believe it. Our father has always loathed Dylan."
"You're point is, Audrey?"
"The point is, Fox, when I first saw you walk through the front door of our mansion, I knew I wanted to make you apart of my life. You were so carefree, so laid back. Unlike anyone I had ever met before. You completely swept me off of my feet."
"That was along time ago, Audrey. I long time ago. Things have changed, I've changed."
"No, Fox, you haven't changed. You've just let the image of your idea girl cloud your better judgement. She can't offer you what I can. She can't give you the same things I can. Me and you belong together, Fox. We have money, prestige, fame. We could be so powerful together. What about that isn't appealing?" She asked.
"You're not, Teresa." He simply stated.
"No, and thank God I'm not."
"Damn you, Audrey, you know nothing about her." Fox's temper flared.
"Oh, Fox, but I do. She's one of those poor girls who dreams of a life like ours. She's grown up in some fairy tale. She thinks her knight in shining armor will come sweep her off of her feet, but that's not going to happen. Fairy tales are fake, Fox. True love is fake. Just something conjured up to give little girls false hope. What I can offer you is real, Fox."
"Get real, Audrey. Everything about you is fake. Your hair color, fake eyelashes, fake nails, breast implants. What part of you is real? Nothing? Teresa's real. There's not one fake thing about her. And that's just what I like about her. She doesn't have to put on a front around me for me to love her." Audrey gave a little laugh, "What did you say to her, Audrey? What made her so upset with me?"
"I think I need a drink." She walked over and poured two drinks and unnoticed by Fox, she slipped something into the second one.
"You're purposely avoiding my questions, Audrey. What did you say to make Teresa so upset?" Fox said through clenched teeth.
"I simply told her the truth, Fox." She said nonchalantly.
"And what truth was that may I ask?"
"That you and I were an item."
"What the hell? Why would you go and do such a fool thing like that? You and I are not a couple. We may have slept together and few times and you may be the sister to one of my best friends, but that's not what I would call a relationship."
"Come on, Fox, you know as well as I do that what we had together was like magic." She walked over and sat on the bed with their drinks.
"I told you to leave, Audrey. Why do you insist upon making yourself at home in my room?"
"Come on, Fox. Calm down. Here share a drink with me then I'll leave you alone." She held the drink out in her hands.
"You know I don't drink, Audrey." Fox stated dryly.
"Yes, I know. Only when you're extremely tense. And I do believe you qualify for one right now. You're so tense you look like you could crack at any moment. Here, one drink never hurt anyone." Fox hesitantly took the glass from her. "Now, we'll have a nice drink together and then I'll be out of your hair." She held up her glass and downed it and Fox did the same. "If you don't mind, I'll use the restroom and then I'll be leaving."
"Fine, but don't be long. I want some time to myself." Fox went over and sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Fox, are you okay, you don't look so well?"
"Just a little dizzy. Go on. I'll be fine. I don't need you whinning over me." He shooed her into the bathroom.
Audrey closed the bathroom door behind her and smiled. The little pill was working like a charm. Fox would be completely out of it in no time. She sat her large purse up on the bathroom counter and put on the long black wig she had stashed in it. She touched up her make-up and then put on the flimsy nightgown she had also packed away within the purse. She spritzed a little of Teresa's perfume that she had stolen from the cottage on her wrist and neck. She looked herself up and down in the mirror. Not bad if she did say so herself. Fox would never notice that she wasn't really Teresa. That pill would take care of that.
She walked out of the bathroom and saw Fox lying back on the bed. He had removed his shirt and shoes. His head rested on the headboard of the bed. Audrey looked down at him. He has as sexy as ever.
She walked over and sit down on the bed next to him. "Fox?" She whispered.
Fox opened his eyes and saw the long, black hair. The rest of the image was slightly blurred. Then he smelled her perfume, "Teresa?"
"Fox, I'm so sorry. I never should have said those things to you. I love you, Fox. I always have."
Fox sat up on the side of the bed beside her, "You don't know how happy that makes me to hear you say that. I love you, Teresa."
"Make love to me, Fox."
"Do you even have to ask?"
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