Theresa woke up that night with the same cold sweat as the previous night
before. The same cold sweat that she had now had for the past two weeks.
It was getting old, quick. Nothing that she did seemed to help with the
nightmares she was having. For some reason though, they hadn't gone any
further. She was unable to get past the point where she saw Gwen's face
and she would wake up. It was a frightening thought, but she somehow
thought that maybe Gwen was trying to tell her something. But what? She
had hated her while she lived, why try to talk to her now from the grave?
Theresa looked over at Ethan who was sleeping peacefully beside her. No need to awaken him just because she couldn't sleep. She pushed the covers aside and slipped gently out of bed. She decided that she would check on Little Ethan and then maybe go for a drive. Driving always seemed to keep her mind off of other things.
Twenty minutes later she sat starring up at Fox's apartment door. She turned off the engine of her car. She didn't know how or why, but for some reason she had ended up here. It was crazy, but that same force that had drawn her here, drew her out of her car and she now stood facing Fox's door. She looked at her watch. It was two o'clock in the morning. This was ridiculous, she thought, to herself, Fox wouldn't still be awake at an hour like this. A cool breeze blew through and Theresa tightened her jacket around her. She sighed and decided better against it. She made it two steps down when the front door opened. Fox was standing there looking down at her with lonely eyes. "Want to come in?" He asked.
She turned around startled, "Fox, you scared me."
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's my fault. I should never have come here this late. I just couldn't sleep and thought a drive might do me good. Somehow I ended up here."
"Yeah, I can see that." He grinned. She smiled back up at him. She had missed that smile so much in the past few months. "Come on inside. It's a little to cold to be standing here in boxer shorts."
She blushed. "Sorry, I didn't notice..."
"Come off of it, Theresa, you were never that good of a liar." He walked back into the apartment. She followed behind him. "So, you couldn't sleep?" He said walking over and grabbing a shirt off the couch and pulling it over his shoulders.
Theresa watched his abdominal muscles contract, she swallowed heavily, "No, as a matter of fact, I couldn't."
"Yeah, I know the feeling." He said with an intense look.
"You, too, huh?" Theresa asked.
"Unfortunately." He picked up the pill bottle that lay on the coffee table. "Dr. Russell gave me these pills, but they don't really help all that well."
"Really, she tried to give me some, but I didn't really want any. Truth it, it's not really the lack of sleep that's bothering me. It's the nightmares that are waking me up every night."
"Nightmares?"
"Long story." She brushed it off. "So how long have you not been able to sleep?"
He looked at her for a long while. At first she didn't think that he was going to answer her, "Are you sure you don't already know the answer to that question already, Theresa?"
She looked nervously down at the floor, unable to look him in the face. She knew exactly what he was saying. He had been like her. Unable to sleep without him beside her. The bed was just too cold, too lonely without him.
"Why are you here, Theresa?"
"I don't know, Fox. I just got in my car and here I am."
"What do you think Ethan would think about you being here?"
"You know what Ethan would think about me being here! He would be furious."
"Maybe you should go home, Theresa. I wouldn't want to cause any unnecessary strain in your marriage. Besides, it's late, a woman shouldn't be out at a time like this by herself."
"I'm not by myself right now, Fox. I'm with you."
"I'm not very good company lately, Theresa."
Well, it's getting late now baby I really should be getting home If it feels like I been here too long Must be time for me to go
How can we be here together and still be so alone If you don't feel the way I do by now Must be time for me to go
Tears came to her eyes, "Oh, Fox, what's happened between us? Please talk to me. Please!" She begged. She didn't say a word, he just starred straight into her eyes. She walked over and placed a hand against his cheek. "I miss you, Fox. I miss you so much." She turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist. He pulled her into him.
"You shouldn't have come here, Theresa, not tonight." She took her lips with such force that it took her breath away. She sighed and leaned against him, letting her tense muscles relax...Relishing in the moment of being with him...wanting nothing more than for Fox Crane to make love to her.
Fox's phone rang. He pulled away from her. She tried to keep him from answering it, but it was too late. "Fox." He said into the phone.
"Fox, this is Ethan. Have you talked to Theresa?"
He looked down at Theresa, "No, I haven't seen her. Why, what's wrong?" He asked.
"I woke up and she's not here. I've looked all over the mansion for her. Her cars gone..."
"Maybe she just went for a drive. Have you tried her cell phone?"
"Yeah, but she must not have it with her. Look, I've been really worried about Theresa lately, she's been having these nightmares..."
"Sorry, Ethan, but I'm really not interested. I've got to go, I'm kind of busy at the moment."
"Wait, Fox, please, if you see her tell her I'm looking for her."
"Sure thing, big bro." He said sarcastically before hanging up. He looked down at Theresa. "It's time for you to go home, Theresa."
"That was Ethan, wasn't it?" She asked nervously.
"Yeah, he asked if I had seen you. Come on, get your key's. I'll walk you out to your car."
She touched his hand as he went to pick up her keys. "I don't want to go, Fox."
You know I don't really want to leave Baby, there's no place I'd rather be I'm holding on, but I'm afraid That I'm running out of reasons to stay
"Please, Fox, let me stay here with you tonight."
"Theresa, I'm sorry, we can't do this. You have Little Ethan and your husband at home waiting for you." He said, never once looking her in the eye. He walked past her out the door.
"It's not Ethan I want to be with tonight." She said following after him.
"I'm sorry, Theresa." He said opening her car door for her. "This is the way it has to be."
"Why, Fox? Why does it have to be this way?" He didn't say a thing. "Answer me damnit!" She grabbed him by his shirt. "I love you, Fox Crane! I love you so much." She let the tears flow. There was not use hiding them anymore. "All you have to say is that you love me and I'll leave him. I swear to you, I'll leave him."
Well, it's getting late now baby And the wind is blowing cold If there's nothing left for us to say Must be time for me to go.
Think I'll leave it there. I'll leave you in a little suspence. Tell me how you like! The song is by Leanne Womack
Theresa looked over at Ethan who was sleeping peacefully beside her. No need to awaken him just because she couldn't sleep. She pushed the covers aside and slipped gently out of bed. She decided that she would check on Little Ethan and then maybe go for a drive. Driving always seemed to keep her mind off of other things.
Twenty minutes later she sat starring up at Fox's apartment door. She turned off the engine of her car. She didn't know how or why, but for some reason she had ended up here. It was crazy, but that same force that had drawn her here, drew her out of her car and she now stood facing Fox's door. She looked at her watch. It was two o'clock in the morning. This was ridiculous, she thought, to herself, Fox wouldn't still be awake at an hour like this. A cool breeze blew through and Theresa tightened her jacket around her. She sighed and decided better against it. She made it two steps down when the front door opened. Fox was standing there looking down at her with lonely eyes. "Want to come in?" He asked.
She turned around startled, "Fox, you scared me."
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's my fault. I should never have come here this late. I just couldn't sleep and thought a drive might do me good. Somehow I ended up here."
"Yeah, I can see that." He grinned. She smiled back up at him. She had missed that smile so much in the past few months. "Come on inside. It's a little to cold to be standing here in boxer shorts."
She blushed. "Sorry, I didn't notice..."
"Come off of it, Theresa, you were never that good of a liar." He walked back into the apartment. She followed behind him. "So, you couldn't sleep?" He said walking over and grabbing a shirt off the couch and pulling it over his shoulders.
Theresa watched his abdominal muscles contract, she swallowed heavily, "No, as a matter of fact, I couldn't."
"Yeah, I know the feeling." He said with an intense look.
"You, too, huh?" Theresa asked.
"Unfortunately." He picked up the pill bottle that lay on the coffee table. "Dr. Russell gave me these pills, but they don't really help all that well."
"Really, she tried to give me some, but I didn't really want any. Truth it, it's not really the lack of sleep that's bothering me. It's the nightmares that are waking me up every night."
"Nightmares?"
"Long story." She brushed it off. "So how long have you not been able to sleep?"
He looked at her for a long while. At first she didn't think that he was going to answer her, "Are you sure you don't already know the answer to that question already, Theresa?"
She looked nervously down at the floor, unable to look him in the face. She knew exactly what he was saying. He had been like her. Unable to sleep without him beside her. The bed was just too cold, too lonely without him.
"Why are you here, Theresa?"
"I don't know, Fox. I just got in my car and here I am."
"What do you think Ethan would think about you being here?"
"You know what Ethan would think about me being here! He would be furious."
"Maybe you should go home, Theresa. I wouldn't want to cause any unnecessary strain in your marriage. Besides, it's late, a woman shouldn't be out at a time like this by herself."
"I'm not by myself right now, Fox. I'm with you."
"I'm not very good company lately, Theresa."
Well, it's getting late now baby I really should be getting home If it feels like I been here too long Must be time for me to go
How can we be here together and still be so alone If you don't feel the way I do by now Must be time for me to go
Tears came to her eyes, "Oh, Fox, what's happened between us? Please talk to me. Please!" She begged. She didn't say a word, he just starred straight into her eyes. She walked over and placed a hand against his cheek. "I miss you, Fox. I miss you so much." She turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist. He pulled her into him.
"You shouldn't have come here, Theresa, not tonight." She took her lips with such force that it took her breath away. She sighed and leaned against him, letting her tense muscles relax...Relishing in the moment of being with him...wanting nothing more than for Fox Crane to make love to her.
Fox's phone rang. He pulled away from her. She tried to keep him from answering it, but it was too late. "Fox." He said into the phone.
"Fox, this is Ethan. Have you talked to Theresa?"
He looked down at Theresa, "No, I haven't seen her. Why, what's wrong?" He asked.
"I woke up and she's not here. I've looked all over the mansion for her. Her cars gone..."
"Maybe she just went for a drive. Have you tried her cell phone?"
"Yeah, but she must not have it with her. Look, I've been really worried about Theresa lately, she's been having these nightmares..."
"Sorry, Ethan, but I'm really not interested. I've got to go, I'm kind of busy at the moment."
"Wait, Fox, please, if you see her tell her I'm looking for her."
"Sure thing, big bro." He said sarcastically before hanging up. He looked down at Theresa. "It's time for you to go home, Theresa."
"That was Ethan, wasn't it?" She asked nervously.
"Yeah, he asked if I had seen you. Come on, get your key's. I'll walk you out to your car."
She touched his hand as he went to pick up her keys. "I don't want to go, Fox."
You know I don't really want to leave Baby, there's no place I'd rather be I'm holding on, but I'm afraid That I'm running out of reasons to stay
"Please, Fox, let me stay here with you tonight."
"Theresa, I'm sorry, we can't do this. You have Little Ethan and your husband at home waiting for you." He said, never once looking her in the eye. He walked past her out the door.
"It's not Ethan I want to be with tonight." She said following after him.
"I'm sorry, Theresa." He said opening her car door for her. "This is the way it has to be."
"Why, Fox? Why does it have to be this way?" He didn't say a thing. "Answer me damnit!" She grabbed him by his shirt. "I love you, Fox Crane! I love you so much." She let the tears flow. There was not use hiding them anymore. "All you have to say is that you love me and I'll leave him. I swear to you, I'll leave him."
Well, it's getting late now baby And the wind is blowing cold If there's nothing left for us to say Must be time for me to go.
Think I'll leave it there. I'll leave you in a little suspence. Tell me how you like! The song is by Leanne Womack