Chapter 7: I'll Always Love You
School was over and everyone had gotten summer jobs and volunteering jobs which became a hassle for Fox and Teresa. For five months they talked with each other every day... all day and things started to change with the summer. Fox got a full time job and Teresa had to wait for her job to reply to her. Things weren't going good because Fox rarely spoke with Teresa anymore.
(phone call from Teresa to Mariana)
"I don't know, Mari, I'm beginning to feel left out."
"Left out?"
"Well, maybe not left out, but like I've become his 10th priority on a list of 9. I used to be first."
"Well, you can't blame him I guess."
"I'm not trying to blame him, it's just that, he'll wake up at noon, go to work at 1 and get off at 10:30pm then go out with Eric and Josh all night until 3am then get up and start it all over again. I'll speak with him like for 2 minutes a day. I'm making the sacrifice here. Then he has the audacity to say that he can't deal with me scheduling times to speak and be with him when he's the one on a schedule. He also thinks I get pissed when he goes out with the guys at night."
"Sounds like you are mad about that though."
"I'm not. I could really care less. The only thing I want is a telephone to know he's alive and some 'I love yous'. That's it."
"You sure?"
"Yes. All I need is to hear his voice and I'm fine."
"Teresa..."
"Mari, it's really very simple. I trust him; I gave him my ring to wear around his neck after 5 months of dating. I spoke to him every day and all day for 5 months and now he's making me feel terrible for asking for a 5 minute conversation a day. Am I wrong?"
"Not quite. He should really make some time for you, but you guys are young and he wants to be with his friends."
"I get that, but is it wrong to ask for a conversation like we used to have?"
"No."
"I didn't think so."
(Later that week...on the phone)
"Teresa, I'm going to come right out and say it..."
"Okay."
"I can't be with you anymore."
Teresa dropped her glass. "What?"
"I can't do this anymore."
"Do what?"
"This whole 'time issue'. I hate having to put you last and feel bad about it. You deserve better, Resa."
"Baby, please, don't do this."
"Really, Resa, this isn't working for me. I like to come in late, wake up late, go to work and do it all over again. There's no time for you if I want to keep doing this and I don't want to hurt you more. I feel like I've made you change enough."
In tears she replied, "How'd I change?"
"You changed your comfort level with what I do. I know you don't like me going out and stuff."
"Fox, I don't really care about that. I told you that all I needed was to hear from you once a day to get an I love you and a kiss and I'd be fine."
"I know that you're not cool with it though."
"I am Fox. Really. I am."
"I'm sorry Teresa, but I can't do it anymore."
"So this is it?"
"Yeah."
"For good?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
She cried even harder, "Can I ask one favor?"
"Sure."
"Tell me that you don't love me."
"I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"The word 'because' is not a reason Fox. Tell me that you don't love me!"
"I can't!"
"Why not?"
"Because I'll always love you."
"What? If you love me then we would be together."
"No, Teresa. I can't be with you anymore."
"Fox!"
"Look, I gotta go. I'm late for work. Call me some time okay?"
"Yup."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Author's Note: Pretty pathetic huh? Well, these past two chapters have been my reality...word for word...this past week. My "ex-significant other" dumped me this way...break and all. Interesting how life influences an author huh? I'll continue to write my own love soap opera in the next chapter, okay? R&R please.
School was over and everyone had gotten summer jobs and volunteering jobs which became a hassle for Fox and Teresa. For five months they talked with each other every day... all day and things started to change with the summer. Fox got a full time job and Teresa had to wait for her job to reply to her. Things weren't going good because Fox rarely spoke with Teresa anymore.
(phone call from Teresa to Mariana)
"I don't know, Mari, I'm beginning to feel left out."
"Left out?"
"Well, maybe not left out, but like I've become his 10th priority on a list of 9. I used to be first."
"Well, you can't blame him I guess."
"I'm not trying to blame him, it's just that, he'll wake up at noon, go to work at 1 and get off at 10:30pm then go out with Eric and Josh all night until 3am then get up and start it all over again. I'll speak with him like for 2 minutes a day. I'm making the sacrifice here. Then he has the audacity to say that he can't deal with me scheduling times to speak and be with him when he's the one on a schedule. He also thinks I get pissed when he goes out with the guys at night."
"Sounds like you are mad about that though."
"I'm not. I could really care less. The only thing I want is a telephone to know he's alive and some 'I love yous'. That's it."
"You sure?"
"Yes. All I need is to hear his voice and I'm fine."
"Teresa..."
"Mari, it's really very simple. I trust him; I gave him my ring to wear around his neck after 5 months of dating. I spoke to him every day and all day for 5 months and now he's making me feel terrible for asking for a 5 minute conversation a day. Am I wrong?"
"Not quite. He should really make some time for you, but you guys are young and he wants to be with his friends."
"I get that, but is it wrong to ask for a conversation like we used to have?"
"No."
"I didn't think so."
(Later that week...on the phone)
"Teresa, I'm going to come right out and say it..."
"Okay."
"I can't be with you anymore."
Teresa dropped her glass. "What?"
"I can't do this anymore."
"Do what?"
"This whole 'time issue'. I hate having to put you last and feel bad about it. You deserve better, Resa."
"Baby, please, don't do this."
"Really, Resa, this isn't working for me. I like to come in late, wake up late, go to work and do it all over again. There's no time for you if I want to keep doing this and I don't want to hurt you more. I feel like I've made you change enough."
In tears she replied, "How'd I change?"
"You changed your comfort level with what I do. I know you don't like me going out and stuff."
"Fox, I don't really care about that. I told you that all I needed was to hear from you once a day to get an I love you and a kiss and I'd be fine."
"I know that you're not cool with it though."
"I am Fox. Really. I am."
"I'm sorry Teresa, but I can't do it anymore."
"So this is it?"
"Yeah."
"For good?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
She cried even harder, "Can I ask one favor?"
"Sure."
"Tell me that you don't love me."
"I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"The word 'because' is not a reason Fox. Tell me that you don't love me!"
"I can't!"
"Why not?"
"Because I'll always love you."
"What? If you love me then we would be together."
"No, Teresa. I can't be with you anymore."
"Fox!"
"Look, I gotta go. I'm late for work. Call me some time okay?"
"Yup."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Author's Note: Pretty pathetic huh? Well, these past two chapters have been my reality...word for word...this past week. My "ex-significant other" dumped me this way...break and all. Interesting how life influences an author huh? I'll continue to write my own love soap opera in the next chapter, okay? R&R please.