With a smile still fastened onto his lips, Fox walked into the Lopez- Fitzgerald home with his heart filled to capacity with elation. Watching Theresa's eyes light up the way they did when she saw her son warmed Fox's heart in ways that words could not accurately express. It was as though a natural high possessed him. Fox was sure, now more than ever, that Theresa was the woman he was meant to be with. Never had he loved anyone as much as he loved Theresa.
While he watched Theresa and her son through the windows of the Lopez- Fitzgerald home, Fox felt a small tap on his shoulder. Turning his head slightly, Fox frowned when he realized who was standing behind him. "Whitney," Fox said nodding his greeting.
"I've been looking for you everywhere," Whitney's voice trailed off as she tried to keep Fox's gaze locked on hers. Ever since Fox had called things off with her, Whitney was determined not to let him get away so quickly.
"I've been around." Fox replied while shoving his hands into his pockets.
Whitney fidgeted nervously as she searched for the words to express her feelings. "Fox," She began. "I-I want to give us another try."
Fox bent his head and sighed. "Whitney," He said in a quiet but firm tone, "There is no more us."
Whitney frowned at his words and beseeched Fox with her eyes. "How can you say that?" She asked in a pained tone. "How can you let go of what we had so easily?"
"What we had?" Fox scoffed. "Don't you understand, Whitney? We had nothing."
The words painfully stung Whitney. Disbelief washed over her as she tried to stand her ground. "How can you say that?" She whispered hoarsely. "I thought you loved me."
Fox shook his head. "No, I don't love you. That night at the Blue Note when you sang I thought that I loved you, but I realize now that it was just a foolish infatuation. I didn't know what love truly was until"
"Don't say it." Whitney interrupted as she looked away. "I already know." Her voice slightly trembled as she turned her body away from Fox. "You didn't know what love was until you met Theresa. Am I right?" She asked as she spitefully said the words.
"Whitney don't be like this." Fox said placing his hand on her shoulder. "You don't belong with me. You belong with someone else."
"Like who?" Whitney scoffed. "Chad?"
"All I know is that you and I aren't meant to be together, Whitney." Fox said quietly.
Angrily, Whitney spun around. "I can't believe you let Theresa influence you so easily."
"You know what I can't believe?" Fox said calmly. "I can't believe I thought I loved you. I can't believe how easily I let my foolishness cloud my true feelings. Theresa has always been the one I've loved. She understands me in ways no one has even been able to. I never loved you and by the way that you're acting, I'm glad that I've come to my senses."
Whitney rolled her eyes and walked off. "Fine, whatever." She yelled over her shoulder. "I hope you both rot in hell."
Sighing Fox rubbed his temples. He reprimanded himself for even thinking that he could ever love such a cold-hearted woman. When Fox looked up, he found Theresa's pain filled eyes locked on his. Her son Ethan Martin was holding tightly to her hand as he gazed warily after Whitney. A tear escaped the corner of her eye and slid down her cheek. Fox immediately walked over to Theresa and wrapped his comforting arms around her. "How could she say things like that?" Theresa whispered- her voice shaking with disbelief.
"How much did you hear?" Fox asked quietly, his voice slightly muffled by Theresa's hair.
"Enough." Theresa said sighing. "Enough to know that I don't want Whitney Russell to have anything to do with me or you."
"I know," Fox said quietly. "But Whitney's just angry. Sometimes you say things you don't mean."
"Don't make excuses for her." Theresa said pulling away.
"Mommy?" Ethan Martin said as he tugged on her hand.
"What is it sweetie?" Theresa asked softly as she bent down to meet her son's eyes.
"Can you read me a story?" He asked. "I've got a new book." With pleading eyes and a grin on his hopeful face, Ethan Martin planned on taking every opportunity to spend time with his mother.
"Of course, honey." Theresa said ruffling her son's hair.
"And Fox too?" Ethan Martin asked as he grabbed Fox's hand.
Theresa glanced at Fox who gave her a wink and a smile. "Fox too." Theresa said grinning.
While he watched Theresa and her son through the windows of the Lopez- Fitzgerald home, Fox felt a small tap on his shoulder. Turning his head slightly, Fox frowned when he realized who was standing behind him. "Whitney," Fox said nodding his greeting.
"I've been looking for you everywhere," Whitney's voice trailed off as she tried to keep Fox's gaze locked on hers. Ever since Fox had called things off with her, Whitney was determined not to let him get away so quickly.
"I've been around." Fox replied while shoving his hands into his pockets.
Whitney fidgeted nervously as she searched for the words to express her feelings. "Fox," She began. "I-I want to give us another try."
Fox bent his head and sighed. "Whitney," He said in a quiet but firm tone, "There is no more us."
Whitney frowned at his words and beseeched Fox with her eyes. "How can you say that?" She asked in a pained tone. "How can you let go of what we had so easily?"
"What we had?" Fox scoffed. "Don't you understand, Whitney? We had nothing."
The words painfully stung Whitney. Disbelief washed over her as she tried to stand her ground. "How can you say that?" She whispered hoarsely. "I thought you loved me."
Fox shook his head. "No, I don't love you. That night at the Blue Note when you sang I thought that I loved you, but I realize now that it was just a foolish infatuation. I didn't know what love truly was until"
"Don't say it." Whitney interrupted as she looked away. "I already know." Her voice slightly trembled as she turned her body away from Fox. "You didn't know what love was until you met Theresa. Am I right?" She asked as she spitefully said the words.
"Whitney don't be like this." Fox said placing his hand on her shoulder. "You don't belong with me. You belong with someone else."
"Like who?" Whitney scoffed. "Chad?"
"All I know is that you and I aren't meant to be together, Whitney." Fox said quietly.
Angrily, Whitney spun around. "I can't believe you let Theresa influence you so easily."
"You know what I can't believe?" Fox said calmly. "I can't believe I thought I loved you. I can't believe how easily I let my foolishness cloud my true feelings. Theresa has always been the one I've loved. She understands me in ways no one has even been able to. I never loved you and by the way that you're acting, I'm glad that I've come to my senses."
Whitney rolled her eyes and walked off. "Fine, whatever." She yelled over her shoulder. "I hope you both rot in hell."
Sighing Fox rubbed his temples. He reprimanded himself for even thinking that he could ever love such a cold-hearted woman. When Fox looked up, he found Theresa's pain filled eyes locked on his. Her son Ethan Martin was holding tightly to her hand as he gazed warily after Whitney. A tear escaped the corner of her eye and slid down her cheek. Fox immediately walked over to Theresa and wrapped his comforting arms around her. "How could she say things like that?" Theresa whispered- her voice shaking with disbelief.
"How much did you hear?" Fox asked quietly, his voice slightly muffled by Theresa's hair.
"Enough." Theresa said sighing. "Enough to know that I don't want Whitney Russell to have anything to do with me or you."
"I know," Fox said quietly. "But Whitney's just angry. Sometimes you say things you don't mean."
"Don't make excuses for her." Theresa said pulling away.
"Mommy?" Ethan Martin said as he tugged on her hand.
"What is it sweetie?" Theresa asked softly as she bent down to meet her son's eyes.
"Can you read me a story?" He asked. "I've got a new book." With pleading eyes and a grin on his hopeful face, Ethan Martin planned on taking every opportunity to spend time with his mother.
"Of course, honey." Theresa said ruffling her son's hair.
"And Fox too?" Ethan Martin asked as he grabbed Fox's hand.
Theresa glanced at Fox who gave her a wink and a smile. "Fox too." Theresa said grinning.