Chapter 1

A/N: I know I've got a lot of other stories going, but I couldn't resist this one, I was trying to work on the others, and I couldn't come up with nothing, but what id did come up with as this, hope you enjoy and please tell me what you think and if I should continue. BTW, this is wrote in Theresa' POV, I've never did nothing like this before.

The rain was pouring, thunder crashed ands lighten streaked the sky. My mind matched the weather perfectly, full of confusion and turmoil. So much had happened - So much. Yeah, all of it hadn't happened in a matter of day, or months, more like years, a lifetime of pain and sorrow. That had put me were I was now the point of no return. I'd tried so hard- so damn hard to better things, but it seemed like the more I tried to make my life better the worst it became.

"Mama, mama what's wrong?", I asked, I was almost 6, 2 more weeks , as a matter of a fact.

"Theresita, your father is gone.", mama told me, Gone what did that mean? Gone, was he dead?

"Gone?", I repeated in total shock and anger.

"He left, Theresa he didn't come home today.", mama told me.

I didn't understand, gone, didn't come home? What did this mean?

Sometime I can't help but blame him, sometimes I wonder if my life would have been different if he would have stuck around. If he hadn't left mama to raise 5 children. Sometimes I wonder how it would have been to have a sister. Have a close net family. Instead I was stuck with a mother who did her best, a brother who ran off, just like his father, my father, our father and poor Luis he had been a father to me and Miguel, I will be forever grateful to him. But, my heart does go out to Paloma, I never got to know my own sister. No doubt Paloma had felt abandoned.

"Sister, I have no sister.", Paloma huffed.

"Paloma, please I came to take you home.", I told her.

"A little to late for that Theresa. You, mama, Luis, Miguel you all gave me away. You didn't want me.", I saw the pain flash in her eyes and my heart ached for her.

"Paloma, I never went a day without missing you. Paloma, you are my baby sister.", I told her, I loved her and I wished I could get that through her skull.

"Whatever, Theresa.", Paloma huffed.

"Paloma…", I began, before she interrupted.

"Go home Theresa, go home and leave me here in Mexico.", Paloma told me, then turned her heel and in a blink of an eye she and her boyfriend were off.

I hope Paloma has found happiness, that he will be good to her, that she won't have to suffer like mama or me. That she don't lose everything like I have.

"Theresita, please tell me that you aren't going to continue this.?", mama asked, every night it was the same thing, but I was o selfish and a bit naïve to listen.

Fox had once said that I was more hard headed then anyone he'd ever met, enough about Nicholas Foxworth Crane, I'll get to him later.

Mama, not again…", I tell her then continue to apply my make up, not to heavily just enough to make my appearance better.

"Theresita, miha what if Gwen…", Mama began.

"To hell with Gwen. She has took everything from me, why not return the favor?", I asked, coolly.

"Theresa, Ethan is using you. You're just a whore in his eye, sweet heart.", mama tells me.

"And, I'm using him.", I reply, checking myself once more in the mirror. I like the way thong fits my buttocks and smile in satisfaction. "As for the way he perceives me I couldn't careless. Besides whore's get more.", I coo.

Mama gives me a displeasing frown and shakes her head ,"When will you ever learn?", she asks.

I ignore her statement then, turn and place the red dress over my head and over my black thong set.

I hear the taxi horn blow the taxi, Ethan has hired to pick me up.

"I- Mama don't worry I'm a big girl.", I tell her then hurry out to the taxi.

I guess you are wondering why I was sleeping around with a married man? Well that 's quit simple I love him, well did at first it came more about getting back at Gwen. Gwen Hotchkiss, my nemeses. The woman who I hate more than life itself. Fox once said…there I go again. Fox I can't help it he's on my brain, in my soul, but he's in my best friend's bed. Once again, I'm going off track let me continue.

Well me and Ethan went on for months, playing mattress tag, sneaking around and checking in hotel rooms all over and through Harmony, till that one night.

"Sit down.", he ordered and I obeyed.

"Ethan…", I began, trying to make eye contact with him, he simply looked away.

"Theresa ,we can't continue doing this.", Ethan tells me, I simply look at him.

"I thought you said…", I begin, but he interrupts.

"I know you get yours I get mine, well I'm sick of this. You aren't so good in bed, my dear as a matter of a fact…", my hand connects with his face, delivering a mind blowing slap.

"You bitch.", he screams, then he regains his composure. "Get out.", he replies coolly.

"It's Gwen, ain't it?", I asked, he doesn't answer, but I can tell she know, a part of me laughs like the devil in the wind and apart of me is sad it's over a chapter of my life is over.

"Get out.", he tells me his voice a little raised.

"With pleasure.", I tell him slamming the door, as if the earth as moved off axle.

Now I can get to my favorite part, my real true love, my knight in shinning armor -Fox.

"Theresa….", I hear him call after me, it's late, my cheeks are stained with tears.

Okay, I lied I cared a little more than I let on about Ethan, hell he was indeed my first love.

"Theresa…", he continues, he's running after me and I know eventually he'll catch up with me, I wipe away my tears and turn to him

"What?", I scream.

"Why are you running?", he asks simply, sometimes he asked the stupidest questions.

"What?", I ask.

"I've been chasing you for over an hour.", he tells me, he's apparently out of breath,. He takes his thumb and wipes away a stray tear that has rolled down my cheek. "What happened? Who hurt you?", I since anger in his voice and I'm touched, he cares.

"No one.", I lie and automatically he calls me on it.

"Theresa, I know you.", he tells me. "You can't lie to me."

I sigh and begin. "Ethan and I…"

"I'll kill that sorry son of a…", he begins before I put my hand to his lips silencing him.

"Really it's okay.", I tell him simply.

"No it ain't.", he replies. "Resa, I swear if he…"

Resa, he has never called me that, and the truth is I like how that sounds.

"Nicholas, relax.", I tell him, and I see a glee in his eye. He likes when I call him that, but I knew he'd never admit it.

"Theresa…", he looks at me so much is there, friendship, compassion, trust, heat, love, woo, heat love? Suddenly I look away my cheeks are now heated with embarrassment.

"Theresa, what's a matter?", he asks, this time he takes his hand and tilts my chin so that eyes lock.

Man, anyone could get lost in those eyes, I feel like I'm drowning.

My lips feel like they are being magnetically pulled to his, and when are lips meet I fee like a fire has been ignited, he doesn't pull back only pulls closer, I feel his tongue running over my lips almost as if he's begging for me to open my lips and let his tongue in my mouth, I grant his wish and I feel his tongue dance over mine, and feel a fire between my legs, a yearning, I pull back. I can't do this I tell myself, he's my best friend, my true friend, he looks at me for a minute I see hurt in his eyes, then I see it be masked. "I'm sorry.", he tells me, hanging his head in shame, then he regains his composure and turns to me. "How about I take you home.", he asks, I nod. "I'd like that.", my mind keeps screaming at me, cause the thoughts about home aren't innocent in my thoughts I see me and him in my bed indulging in the sweetest sin, I shake my head in attempt to clear my heads, maybe this full moon is having an affect on me? I wonder as I stare at the sky. Suddenly I'm awoken from my thoughts when I feel him wrap his jacket around my petit shoulders. "Thank you.", I mummer, and he nods. "It's cold.", he tells me simply as we walk towards my house.

A/N 2:That's all for now.