Chapter 2
Whitney patted Theresa's head repeatedly as she tried to console her best friend. They had returned from the mansion three hours ago and Whitney had finally gotten Theresa to stop crying. Now, they were both laying on Theresa's bed in silence.
"Thanks for staying with me, Whit. I know you'd rather be with Chad right now," Theresa said.
"Don't worry about it. My best friend is in pain and that's all that matters now," Whitney replied.
"God, I don't know why, but I still love him Whit," Theresa said as she once again let her mind drift to Ethan.
"After all the things he said to you, I don't understand how you can even like him. I personally am ashamed to say that I used to be his friend," Whitney replied.
"I know, but we were so good together! And now, it'll all over," she said sadly.
"You'll love again, Resa. Besides, you deserve better than Ethan. God, he purposely tried to hurt you by getting cozy with Gwen in front of you," she said.
"Yeah, well it worked. It felt like someone drove a dozen needles through my heart," Theresa said sadly as she replayed the image in her head. "I can't stand to see them together," she said.
"I know it's painful, and I'm sorry; you really don't deserve to go through this, Resa," Whitney said.
"You're right, I don't, and I won't," she said determinedly.
"What are you talking about," Whitney asked warily.
"I'm not going to stay here and be reminded everyday of my failed dreams," Theresa replied as she got off the bed and went to her closet. She reemerged a few seconds later with a suitcase.
"What are you doing?" Whitney asked.
"I'm leaving Harmony."
"WHAT!!!" Whitney exclaimed. "You can't just pack up and leave. Where will you go, who will you stay with, hell, how will you get there?" she asked in one breath.
"I don't know, I don't know, and by plane," Theresa said, answering all of Whitney's questions.
"How do you plan on paying for a plane ticket?" Whitney asked.
"I have a lot of money saved up. I started saving up when the secret came out that Ethan wasn't a Crane. Anyway, it's not a lot, but it'll be enough for a plane ticket," she replied.
"Where are you going?" Whitney asked.
"I don't know. I'll just take the first flight that has an opening seat out of America," she replied.
"You're leaving the country!?" Whitney exclaimed. This was too much for her. She could tolerate having her best friend moving to another state, but another country was a totally different story. "Resa, you can't go that far, you have too many people that love and care about you, including me!" she said.
"I know Whit, and I feel bad for leaving you, but you have to understand where I'm coming from. Would you honestly be able to stay here if you constantly saw Chad walking around with a wife that wasn't you?" she asked, trying to make Whitney understand.
"No, I'd feel like running to Alaska," Whitney said, realizing that she couldn't argue with Theresa when she knew she'd have done the same thing if she were in that position.
"Then you see my point," Theresa said. "I love you Whit, and I honestly don't know how I'll survive without you, but I have to go. It's just too painful staying here, and I'll never be able to move on if I'm constantly seeing Ethan with Gwen," she said.
"I understand. All right, fine, I have no choice but to accept this. But you have to promise to keep in touch with me. You call me as soon as you get wherever it is you're going, and you make sure that we talk at least twice every week," Whitney said.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure that we keep in touch. You just can't tell Mama or my brothers. They'll make me come back if they know where I am, especially Luis," she said.
"What am I supposed to tell them? They know that you tell me everything," Whitney said worriedly.
"Just tell them that you don't know where I went, because technically, you don't. And when I do contact you, just conveniently leave it out of every conversation you have with any one of them," Theresa explained.
"Okay, I can do that," Whitney said.
"Good, now help me pack," Theresa said as she started to gather her clothes.
Almost an hour later, Theresa and Whitney were parked in the parking lot of the airport.
"So, you're really leaving?" Whitney asked sadly.
"Yeah, I guess I am. I promise I'll call you as soon as I get wherever I'm going. And when I'm settled, I'll make sure you and Chad can come over and visit," she said.
"I know you will," Whitney said trying to stop the tears from falling.
"Don't cry, Whit, not for me. I'll be fine, I'm just doing what everyone has been telling me all my life; I'm growing up."
"I know, and I'm proud of you. Take care of yourself, Resa. I love you," Whitney said, pulling Theresa into a tight hug.
"I love you too, Whit," Theresa replied. "Tell my family that I love them and I'm sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. And tell Chad, that I'll come after him if he hurts you," she said.
"I will," Whitney replied as she let go of Theresa. "You better go in now, it's getting really late and your mom might wake up and notice that you're not in your room," she said.
"All right. I'll call you soon," Theresa said sadly as she got out of the car. "Bye Whit."
"Bye, Resa," Whitney said before Theresa entered the airport.
Theresa made her way over to the line by the front desk and waited. When it was her turn, she approached the front desk.
"Hello, how my I help you," a gentle, elderly woman said.
"Hi, I wanted to purchase a ticket for the first flight out of the country," Theresa said.
"Well, the person before just refunded her ticket to Paris, France. You may have her seat if you want; but the flight leaves in less than half an hour," the woman replied.
"That's perfect," Theresa said. She quickly paid for her ticket and checked in her luggage before hurrying to the gate and boarding the plane. Ten minutes into the flight, she finally let her eyes drift close for some much needed sleep.
About seven hours later, Theresa found herself wandering around the airport in Paris. Now that she had finally arrived, she wasn't sure where to go or what to do. She was quickly realizing how reckless her decision had been. Not watching where she was going, Theresa accidentally bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, not bothering to look up.
"Theresa? Is that you?" the voice asked. Theresa looked up at the sound of the familiar voice.
"Oh my God! Fox!" Theresa exclaimed, reaching up and pulling him into a tight hug. "I can't believe I ran into you! What are you doing here," she asked.
"I live here in Paris," Fox replied. "I was just returning from a mini vacation in Australia," Fox replied.
"That's cool. God, I never thought I'd see you again," Theresa said.
"I could say the same. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm moving here," Theresa replied.
"Really? Why?" Fox asked confused.
"Why else? Ethan of course," Theresa replied.
"You mean, you finally got him to leave Gwen and go back to you?" Fox asked looking at Theresa in surprise.
"No, unfortunately, I couldn't get through to him," Theresa replied sadly. "I'm here because I couldn't stand to see him and Gwen together, I had to get away. I didn't even tell my family that I was leaving. Whitney was the only person I told. God, I didn't even think about where I would live and how I would provide for myself," Theresa explained.
"Wow, how very spontaneous and irresponsible of you - I taught you well," he joked. Theresa laughed at his comment.
"I know, I guess you were rubbing off on me more than I thought," she replied with a smile.
"Well, since you have absolutely no where to go, and I have a huge penthouse with a wonderful view, you can come live with me," Fox said.
"Really? Are you serious?" Theresa asked with shock.
"Of course. You're one of my best friends, and besides it's been eight months since I last saw you, we have a lot of catching up to do," he said as he took Theresa's luggage from her hand.
"Wow, Fox, this is very nice of you. I don't even know how to thank you. I promise you won't regret it," she said excitedly.
"I know I won't," Fox replied, happy to see a hint of a sparkle back in Theresa's eyes. "Anyway, what do you say we head back to my, I mean, our house," he said.
"I say that's a good idea. Lead the way to our house," Theresa said with a smile, linking her arms with Fox's. "So, how was Australia?" she asked as they started walking.
"Well." Fox said, starting to tell Theresa about his trip as they proceeded out of the airport and into their new life as roommates and best friends.
TBC.
Next Chapter - The next chapter will jump to the present and that's where the story will really begin - but that's only if you guys like this so far. So tell me what you think and please leave feedback!!!
Whitney patted Theresa's head repeatedly as she tried to console her best friend. They had returned from the mansion three hours ago and Whitney had finally gotten Theresa to stop crying. Now, they were both laying on Theresa's bed in silence.
"Thanks for staying with me, Whit. I know you'd rather be with Chad right now," Theresa said.
"Don't worry about it. My best friend is in pain and that's all that matters now," Whitney replied.
"God, I don't know why, but I still love him Whit," Theresa said as she once again let her mind drift to Ethan.
"After all the things he said to you, I don't understand how you can even like him. I personally am ashamed to say that I used to be his friend," Whitney replied.
"I know, but we were so good together! And now, it'll all over," she said sadly.
"You'll love again, Resa. Besides, you deserve better than Ethan. God, he purposely tried to hurt you by getting cozy with Gwen in front of you," she said.
"Yeah, well it worked. It felt like someone drove a dozen needles through my heart," Theresa said sadly as she replayed the image in her head. "I can't stand to see them together," she said.
"I know it's painful, and I'm sorry; you really don't deserve to go through this, Resa," Whitney said.
"You're right, I don't, and I won't," she said determinedly.
"What are you talking about," Whitney asked warily.
"I'm not going to stay here and be reminded everyday of my failed dreams," Theresa replied as she got off the bed and went to her closet. She reemerged a few seconds later with a suitcase.
"What are you doing?" Whitney asked.
"I'm leaving Harmony."
"WHAT!!!" Whitney exclaimed. "You can't just pack up and leave. Where will you go, who will you stay with, hell, how will you get there?" she asked in one breath.
"I don't know, I don't know, and by plane," Theresa said, answering all of Whitney's questions.
"How do you plan on paying for a plane ticket?" Whitney asked.
"I have a lot of money saved up. I started saving up when the secret came out that Ethan wasn't a Crane. Anyway, it's not a lot, but it'll be enough for a plane ticket," she replied.
"Where are you going?" Whitney asked.
"I don't know. I'll just take the first flight that has an opening seat out of America," she replied.
"You're leaving the country!?" Whitney exclaimed. This was too much for her. She could tolerate having her best friend moving to another state, but another country was a totally different story. "Resa, you can't go that far, you have too many people that love and care about you, including me!" she said.
"I know Whit, and I feel bad for leaving you, but you have to understand where I'm coming from. Would you honestly be able to stay here if you constantly saw Chad walking around with a wife that wasn't you?" she asked, trying to make Whitney understand.
"No, I'd feel like running to Alaska," Whitney said, realizing that she couldn't argue with Theresa when she knew she'd have done the same thing if she were in that position.
"Then you see my point," Theresa said. "I love you Whit, and I honestly don't know how I'll survive without you, but I have to go. It's just too painful staying here, and I'll never be able to move on if I'm constantly seeing Ethan with Gwen," she said.
"I understand. All right, fine, I have no choice but to accept this. But you have to promise to keep in touch with me. You call me as soon as you get wherever it is you're going, and you make sure that we talk at least twice every week," Whitney said.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure that we keep in touch. You just can't tell Mama or my brothers. They'll make me come back if they know where I am, especially Luis," she said.
"What am I supposed to tell them? They know that you tell me everything," Whitney said worriedly.
"Just tell them that you don't know where I went, because technically, you don't. And when I do contact you, just conveniently leave it out of every conversation you have with any one of them," Theresa explained.
"Okay, I can do that," Whitney said.
"Good, now help me pack," Theresa said as she started to gather her clothes.
Almost an hour later, Theresa and Whitney were parked in the parking lot of the airport.
"So, you're really leaving?" Whitney asked sadly.
"Yeah, I guess I am. I promise I'll call you as soon as I get wherever I'm going. And when I'm settled, I'll make sure you and Chad can come over and visit," she said.
"I know you will," Whitney said trying to stop the tears from falling.
"Don't cry, Whit, not for me. I'll be fine, I'm just doing what everyone has been telling me all my life; I'm growing up."
"I know, and I'm proud of you. Take care of yourself, Resa. I love you," Whitney said, pulling Theresa into a tight hug.
"I love you too, Whit," Theresa replied. "Tell my family that I love them and I'm sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. And tell Chad, that I'll come after him if he hurts you," she said.
"I will," Whitney replied as she let go of Theresa. "You better go in now, it's getting really late and your mom might wake up and notice that you're not in your room," she said.
"All right. I'll call you soon," Theresa said sadly as she got out of the car. "Bye Whit."
"Bye, Resa," Whitney said before Theresa entered the airport.
Theresa made her way over to the line by the front desk and waited. When it was her turn, she approached the front desk.
"Hello, how my I help you," a gentle, elderly woman said.
"Hi, I wanted to purchase a ticket for the first flight out of the country," Theresa said.
"Well, the person before just refunded her ticket to Paris, France. You may have her seat if you want; but the flight leaves in less than half an hour," the woman replied.
"That's perfect," Theresa said. She quickly paid for her ticket and checked in her luggage before hurrying to the gate and boarding the plane. Ten minutes into the flight, she finally let her eyes drift close for some much needed sleep.
About seven hours later, Theresa found herself wandering around the airport in Paris. Now that she had finally arrived, she wasn't sure where to go or what to do. She was quickly realizing how reckless her decision had been. Not watching where she was going, Theresa accidentally bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, not bothering to look up.
"Theresa? Is that you?" the voice asked. Theresa looked up at the sound of the familiar voice.
"Oh my God! Fox!" Theresa exclaimed, reaching up and pulling him into a tight hug. "I can't believe I ran into you! What are you doing here," she asked.
"I live here in Paris," Fox replied. "I was just returning from a mini vacation in Australia," Fox replied.
"That's cool. God, I never thought I'd see you again," Theresa said.
"I could say the same. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm moving here," Theresa replied.
"Really? Why?" Fox asked confused.
"Why else? Ethan of course," Theresa replied.
"You mean, you finally got him to leave Gwen and go back to you?" Fox asked looking at Theresa in surprise.
"No, unfortunately, I couldn't get through to him," Theresa replied sadly. "I'm here because I couldn't stand to see him and Gwen together, I had to get away. I didn't even tell my family that I was leaving. Whitney was the only person I told. God, I didn't even think about where I would live and how I would provide for myself," Theresa explained.
"Wow, how very spontaneous and irresponsible of you - I taught you well," he joked. Theresa laughed at his comment.
"I know, I guess you were rubbing off on me more than I thought," she replied with a smile.
"Well, since you have absolutely no where to go, and I have a huge penthouse with a wonderful view, you can come live with me," Fox said.
"Really? Are you serious?" Theresa asked with shock.
"Of course. You're one of my best friends, and besides it's been eight months since I last saw you, we have a lot of catching up to do," he said as he took Theresa's luggage from her hand.
"Wow, Fox, this is very nice of you. I don't even know how to thank you. I promise you won't regret it," she said excitedly.
"I know I won't," Fox replied, happy to see a hint of a sparkle back in Theresa's eyes. "Anyway, what do you say we head back to my, I mean, our house," he said.
"I say that's a good idea. Lead the way to our house," Theresa said with a smile, linking her arms with Fox's. "So, how was Australia?" she asked as they started walking.
"Well." Fox said, starting to tell Theresa about his trip as they proceeded out of the airport and into their new life as roommates and best friends.
TBC.
Next Chapter - The next chapter will jump to the present and that's where the story will really begin - but that's only if you guys like this so far. So tell me what you think and please leave feedback!!!