A/N: Sorry I haven't written in so long....it's been a long virus....family member in hospital....getting my being lazy time in....I hope this next chapter will have been worth the wait.
Theresa woke up with a pit in her stomach. She felt uneasy....like something or someone was prowling around her. She flicked open her eyes just in time to see a hand fly over her mouth. It was Eddie who was hovering above her.
"Hey baby. Good morning. How you feeling?" Eddie smiled down at her. Teresa squirmed. Why was he putting a hand over her mouth? She was alarmed...Eddie had never acted this way before.
"Oh sorry Hun, let me move my hand." Eddie saw the alarm in Theresa's eyes and forced himself to back away from her. He hadn't meant to scare her. He did love her.
"What are you doing here Eddie?" Theresa looked up at him. She was highly alarmed about the way Eddie looked. He had a crazy sleep deprived ore around him.
"I came to see you. I miss you." Eddie scooted closer to Theresa. Close enough that he could smell her.
"We're over Eddie you know that." Theresa scooted farther away from him.
"We shouldn't be. We belong together." Eddie pulled her closer. "Can't you see how much I love you? I would do anything for you."
"Then leave." Theresa said without hesitation. She wasn't stupid enough to fall for Eddie anymore. She had learned from her mistakes. She knew that there were better men like Ryan out there.
"I would do anything for you but that. I won't let you turn your back on our love."
"What love Eddie? You love me, I don't love you. It takes two people to be in love."
Oliver crept up to the window of the hotel room. He had gotten restless and decided to look into his new soon to be accomplice's headquarters. He had not expected to find Eddie in there. Eddie was supposed to be disposed of. Oliver knew his own safety was at risk if Eddie was out. He decided to watch the scene inside very closely.
"Theresa you love me, you might not know you love me but you do." Eddie started twitching around the room. He was losing it. How could Theresa say she didn't love him? She had to. She was what kept him going. He was nothing without her. He was going crazy without her. He couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that he was losing his own sanity. He felt it tip-toeing away from him, always just away from his grasp.
"Eddie listen to me! I don't LOVE you. I never have. I'm sorry." Theresa knew her apology didn't come off as quite sincere, she really didn't care.
Eddie grabbed her and pulled her to him. "You have to love me. You had to have at least loved me at one time, you said you did."
Theresa was terrified. Yet, she had to make Eddie see the truth. "Well, I lied."
Eddie felt his heart stop with her words. She lied? She lied! What was that supposed to mean? What kind of cruel joke was she trying to play with him? She lied? It didn't make sense. She had to be lying to him now, nothing else could make sense. Yet the tone of her voice told him otherwise. Eddie felt himself start to die inside. She couldn't have lied. Slowly he started to comprehend. She didn't love him, she never did. That is what she said. Eddie knew in that moment that he didn't care what happened anymore. Not to anything. He felt complete apathy towards everything. He would let himself go. He would do whatever his instincts told him to do. He didn't need to think or feel anymore. He would shut himself inside and let everything go. He had only more thought of what he needed to do in his life. He had to kill Ryan. It longer had to do with Theresa. Now it had to do with making sure he got a life sentence in jail. A cell would be a mighty fine place to let his insanity take over his mind. He knew he was being irrational, but he didn't care anymore.
Eddie let go of Theresa without an expression ever creeping on to his face. He didn't let any words slip out of his mouth. He left quickly and suddenly and only stopped when he was outside the door and saw Oliver trying to hide around the corner. Eddie let a faint little laugh slip out of his lips. He didn't know why it came because he felt completely disconnected from it. He passed without a second look at Oliver and climbed into his truck.
Theresa sat on the floor feeling guilty. Perhaps she shouldn't have said that she lied. She hadn't even realized that she had until the words crept out of her lips. She didn't think she would ever see Eddie again. Nor did she suspect that Oliver was about to come through her door.
Oliver watched Eddie get in his car. He was sure Eddie had seen him. Why wasn't Oliver being attacked? Eddie had an eerie quality about him. He looked like a man at the edge. Oliver knew the look because he had been there before. What about Theresa caused the man to lose his mind? Sure the girl was cute, had an unbelievable amount of cunning (perhaps a match for Oliver himself), and intelligent, but was really something to go crazy for? Oliver thought not. She was no comparison to Marissa, the gorgeous, easy to manipulate hottie that had snatched up Oliver's heart. Who wants a girl that is a challenge? Oliver liked to win. He was intrigued that someone could fall for Theresa. Did Eddie not like to win? Oliver made a note to study Theresa more carefully and see what in her was capable of snaring someone like Eddie into an irreversible trap. He entered her hotel room.
"Hi Theresa." Oliver smiled as he offered her a hand to help her get up.
"Oliver?" Theresa thought he was still at the hospital. How did he know she was here? She felt her uneasiness rise. Oliver was a tricky little man.
"So, have you seen Ryan today? I heard they moved him out of the hospital." Oliver said as he examined her room. He picked up her purse and started to study it.
"Put that down!" Theresa smacked his hand and grabbed her purse. She sighed. "No, I have not seen Ryan."
"Good. Then I'll drive you over there!" Oliver smiled as he grabbed her hand and pulled her outside and to his car.
Summer got home from her day with her father feeling very refreshed. Nothing was wrong with her after all. Everything was fine. At least she was pretty sure. Nether mind, she was positive. Her trip to the bathroom had confirmed it. She felt very relaxed. Perhaps she should call Cohen? Maybe she had been a bit rude to him. Nah, she would wait for him to beg for forgiveness for have acting stupid around her father. She shuddered at the memory. She was lucky that she had the greatest dad in the world. He hadn't wanted to talk about Seth. She decided to finish her plans for the party. It would happen tonight. She would make sure that Ryan felt he was missed when he had been at the hospital. She would also make sure she looked gorgeous so Seth would come crawling back to her. He would not be able to resist. She giggled happy to herself and went back to planning.
Marissa woke up in the bliss of Ryan's arms. She watched him sleep, a favorite pass time of hers lately. He was so handsome that she could watch him for hours. She could tell he would be out for awhile. Perhaps she had worked him a little too hard. She laughed to herself. Ryan would feel very masculine if he heard her say that. She kissed his forehead and crawled out of the bed she picked up her phone to check her messages, one was from Summer. She would call her back later. She closed her eyes and crawled back into Ryan's arms. Then she had the alarming thought of Oliver. She would tell Ryan of it when he woke up. If he had been strong enough for their earlier activities then he could take the news.
Seth sat in his room with a blanket over his head. Well, at least Ryan was happy. Why did misery love company? Why wasn't he really happy that Ryan was happy? Ryan needed to be happy right now. Seth felt selfish. Why did Summer hate him? Why! Why! Why! Why did bad things happen!
"Oh Woe is me!" Seth called to nonexistent wind in his room.
"Are you sad Seth?" Kristin called up at him, after hearing his pitiful chant.
"Oh me? I'm fine." Seth pulled himself from under the blanket and made a break to close his door to hide his future chants.
"Seth? Why don't you come down stairs and spend time with your mother?" Kristin said forcefully allowing no real option.
Seth grumbled and made his way down. His mother ruffled his hair and informed about the party Summer was throwing for Ryan. Summer had asked if they could have it at their house to make sure Ryan would attend. Kristen had thought it a good idea, in the hopes of cheering up Seth. She knew Ryan wouldn't enjoy it but she figured he had a good excuse to leave early. Seth dreaded that Summer would be around a perfect taunt of what will never be his again. He went back up to his room to pout more, though he secretly held hope that he would make up with Summer tonight.
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