Chapter 1
Teresa stood there starring at the man that she had loved her whole life. She stood there starring at him with tear filled eyes. Tears that were brought about from his words. Words that cut her like a knife.
"I never want to see you again. Stay away from me, Teresa. Stay away from me. Stay away from Gwen. Stay out of our lives!" Ethan yelled at her.
"Ethan, just here me out..." Teresa tried to reason with him.
"God, Teresa. What part of that did you not understand? You are to blame for all of this! All of it. I told you that I wanted to be with Gwen, yet you kept playing these games. The same damn games that lost you our relationship the first time. When are you going to learn, Teresa? When are you going to grow up?"
"Ethan, you don't know what you're saying?"
"I know damn well, what I'm saying. And I know damn well that I don't love you anymore, Teresa!"
Teresa turned from Ethan and ran down the halls of the L.A. hospital. Ethan watched her run from him. He hated that he had to be so mean to Teresa, but it was the only way he knew he could get through to her. She would have to stay away from him. Far away. If she was anywhere near him, he could not resist her. He loved her too much.
Teresa ran out of the main hospital door and ran right into the strong arms of her guardian angel. He wrapped his strong arms around her and ran a hand through her long, black hair. "Shh, Teresa, it's okay."
"No, Fox, it's not. What's wrong with me, Fox? Why can't I be happy?"
"You can be happy, Teresa, you just have to let things happen on their own."
"I thought he was my destiny, Fox."
"How could he be your destiny, Teresa? Things have always been too hard for you and Ethan."
Teresa looked at him and was amazed at how for some reason Fox's words were finally ringing true. "Maybe your right, Fox. Maybe I've tried to force destiny. Maybe I should just step back and let things happen on their own."
"Good plan, Teresa, though I'm not so certain I believe you mean that for one minute."
"I do, Fox. If Ethan is meant to be with me then it will happen in time. Maybe I should go on living my life. He certainly is living his."
Later that night, Teresa sat alone on her bed at the apartment. She opened the drawer of her bedside table and pulled out the picture of Ethan she had hidden there.
"How could I have been so wrong in loving you, Ethan? You seemed like the perfect man. A man who would never betray me. Never let me down. But you did, Ethan. You let me down. I was always there for you. Always. You can't deny that. You can't deny that there was nothing that I didn't try or nothing that I wouldn't have sacrified to be with you. But I was never good enough, never strong enough. I wasn't perfect. Your vision of how I should be was unreal. No one could ever be that perfect. Not even, Gwen. I tried to create my destiny with you. I tried to make things happen, but not anymore. I'm through fighting for you, because you never fought for me. You blame me for Sarah's death, and I won't deny that I didn't play some part in it. But you and Gwen should take a good look in the mirror, Ethan, because you two are just as much to blame for this as me." Teresa fought back the tears, " I have to stay away from you, Ethan. As much as I hate to admit it. I have to stay far away from you."
She lay her head back against her pillow, "Please, God. Send me someone. Give me someone who will take Ethan off of my mind. Someone who will love me unconditionally. Someone who can see past my flaws, my imperfections and love me anyways. Someone I can always depend on."
Teresa had just drifted off to sleep when there was a knock at her door. She noticed that she still held the picture of Ethan in her hands. She placed it gently back in the drawer and then walked over and opened the door, and there he stood. The man that she had prayed about. That man that would love her unconditionally. The man she could depend on. The only problem being that neither of them knew it yet. She smiled when she saw him standing there. "Fox."
Teresa stood there starring at the man that she had loved her whole life. She stood there starring at him with tear filled eyes. Tears that were brought about from his words. Words that cut her like a knife.
"I never want to see you again. Stay away from me, Teresa. Stay away from me. Stay away from Gwen. Stay out of our lives!" Ethan yelled at her.
"Ethan, just here me out..." Teresa tried to reason with him.
"God, Teresa. What part of that did you not understand? You are to blame for all of this! All of it. I told you that I wanted to be with Gwen, yet you kept playing these games. The same damn games that lost you our relationship the first time. When are you going to learn, Teresa? When are you going to grow up?"
"Ethan, you don't know what you're saying?"
"I know damn well, what I'm saying. And I know damn well that I don't love you anymore, Teresa!"
Teresa turned from Ethan and ran down the halls of the L.A. hospital. Ethan watched her run from him. He hated that he had to be so mean to Teresa, but it was the only way he knew he could get through to her. She would have to stay away from him. Far away. If she was anywhere near him, he could not resist her. He loved her too much.
Teresa ran out of the main hospital door and ran right into the strong arms of her guardian angel. He wrapped his strong arms around her and ran a hand through her long, black hair. "Shh, Teresa, it's okay."
"No, Fox, it's not. What's wrong with me, Fox? Why can't I be happy?"
"You can be happy, Teresa, you just have to let things happen on their own."
"I thought he was my destiny, Fox."
"How could he be your destiny, Teresa? Things have always been too hard for you and Ethan."
Teresa looked at him and was amazed at how for some reason Fox's words were finally ringing true. "Maybe your right, Fox. Maybe I've tried to force destiny. Maybe I should just step back and let things happen on their own."
"Good plan, Teresa, though I'm not so certain I believe you mean that for one minute."
"I do, Fox. If Ethan is meant to be with me then it will happen in time. Maybe I should go on living my life. He certainly is living his."
Later that night, Teresa sat alone on her bed at the apartment. She opened the drawer of her bedside table and pulled out the picture of Ethan she had hidden there.
"How could I have been so wrong in loving you, Ethan? You seemed like the perfect man. A man who would never betray me. Never let me down. But you did, Ethan. You let me down. I was always there for you. Always. You can't deny that. You can't deny that there was nothing that I didn't try or nothing that I wouldn't have sacrified to be with you. But I was never good enough, never strong enough. I wasn't perfect. Your vision of how I should be was unreal. No one could ever be that perfect. Not even, Gwen. I tried to create my destiny with you. I tried to make things happen, but not anymore. I'm through fighting for you, because you never fought for me. You blame me for Sarah's death, and I won't deny that I didn't play some part in it. But you and Gwen should take a good look in the mirror, Ethan, because you two are just as much to blame for this as me." Teresa fought back the tears, " I have to stay away from you, Ethan. As much as I hate to admit it. I have to stay far away from you."
She lay her head back against her pillow, "Please, God. Send me someone. Give me someone who will take Ethan off of my mind. Someone who will love me unconditionally. Someone who can see past my flaws, my imperfections and love me anyways. Someone I can always depend on."
Teresa had just drifted off to sleep when there was a knock at her door. She noticed that she still held the picture of Ethan in her hands. She placed it gently back in the drawer and then walked over and opened the door, and there he stood. The man that she had prayed about. That man that would love her unconditionally. The man she could depend on. The only problem being that neither of them knew it yet. She smiled when she saw him standing there. "Fox."