Ch.19
Fox stormed into the Crane mansion, finding Ethan.
Ethan was stunned at how mad he seemed.
"Fox, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong Ethan…Teresa just broke off our engagement because of you!"
"What? What did I do?"
"You filled my head with all those ridiculous thoughts Ethan! Jesus, all I wanted to do was to tell her that I didn't care what you thought, that I still wanted to get married…and it blew up in my face."
Ethan didn't say anything.
"Fox, I'm sorry…"
"She hates me," he said, his voice cracking. He slowly walked over to the couch and sat down, his head in his hands.
Ethan could tell he was crying.
"She thinks I don't believe in her…but that's not true," he said sniffing.
Ethan went and sat beside him.
"Things will work out…they always do when it comes to you two."
Fox sobbed.
"I may have just ruined the best thing in my life Ethan…Teresa is my angel. Without her…I'm nobody. You know, I never thought I deserved her love…and after my behavior tonight, I'm sure she feels the same."
"Why don't you try talking to her?"
Fox glared angrily at Ethan.
"I don't need advice from you big brother…I think you've already done more than enough."
Fox got up and walked out of the room.
Frustrated, Ethan sighed, running his fingers through his hair.
"I'll talk to her," he said to himself.
"First thing tomorrow, I'll talk to her."
Teresa sat on her bed after lights out, staring into darkness. She felt like her heart had been ripped out of her chest.
"Why Fox?"
"Why don't you believe in me?"
Fox is right. A voice inside her head told her.
You're never going to get out of here.
You're never going to see your son again."
She shut her eyes, trying to block the voice out of her mind.
Face it Teresa…your life is over now.
"NO!" she cried, banging her fists against her temples. "My life is not over, I'm going to get out…"
Who's going to help you? Fox? Ethan? They don't think you have a chance!
"Stop it," she sobbed, rocking back and forth on the bed. "Please, god, stop it…"
You can stop it Teresa…you have the power to stop everything…all you have to do is use the knife…
She reached under the mattress, pulling out the knife she had snuck in days earlier. Her eyes gleamed as she stared at it.
"I don't want to do this," she whispered, still sobbing.
Yes you do, the voice said. It's the only way. It's the only way to stop the pain…forever…
She stopped crying, a single tear still rolling down her cheek.
"Stop the pain forever," she whispered, her eyes growing large.
She shut her eyes, grasping the knife in her hands, pointing it at herself.
"God forgive me," she said, her voice cold.
She took in a deep breath…
And plunged the knife into her stomach.