AN: So its took so long to update. Been really busy. Hope ya'll like it. Oh Guess what??? I'm ENGAGED!!!! Anyway here's the story. Had to upgrade the rating. This chapter contains rape. Its not explicit rape. I don't go into details, but if it offends you don't read this chapter.
Theresa's eyes fluttered open slowly. Her head felt as though a truck had run over it a million times. Her feet were tingling from lack of blood. Pushing herself up against the headboard everything began to come into focus. She was lying on a queen size bed with a large down quilt covering the bed. The room was painted blue and there were no windows. The only furnishings in the room were the bed where she was lying, a dresser, and a cradle in the corner of the room.
"Sarah!" Theresa exclaimed, swinging her feet over the edge. When they hit the floor there was a heavy thud on the top of her foot. Glancing down she noticed that her ankle had a thick iron cuff attached to a long steel chain that was bolted to the middle of the floor. The chain was long enough to reach the cradle and the dresser. Walking over to the bolt, she struggled to detach it but after 10 minutes she knew it was hopeless. The only way she was going to get the lock off her ankle was with a key. Sarah let out a wail and Theresa rushed over and picked her up. "Don't worry Sarah. I'll protect you. You'll be home with your mommy soon. I just have to find a way out of here. Don't you worry." Sarah soon quieted down as Ethan walked in carrying food and a bottle.
"Good, you're awake. You've been out of it for four days now. I guess I gave you too much of that anesthetic. Now get dressed we have an appointment with the justice of the peace tomorrow in Clayville to get married. I know that it is not the big wedding that you wanted but it will have to do. Can you believe that in just one day we will finally be the family that you've always dreamt of? Just you, me, and our daughter."
"Ethan what are you talking about? Sarah is not our daughter. She is Gwen's daughter. And we will not be getting married. I'm married to your brother Nicholas. Remember? Why are you doing this? Haven't you done enough? You already killed my son. Why can't you just accept that I have moved on?" Theresa said placing Sarah back inside the crib and standing protectively in front of it.
"Sarah is not Gwen's daughter. She is our daughter. You gave birth to her four days. I held your hand the whole time. The doctor even let me cut her cord. Your son deserved to die. Just like Fox deserves to die as well. Your child was a bastard. Fox tried to keep us apart. But fate brought us together. Nothing will keep us apart. Not Fox, no one. Not even your bastard child."
Lunging at Ethan, Theresa tried her hardest to gouge out his eyes. To hurt him in some way but he was to strong for her. Grabbing her by the shoulders, Ethan threw her against the dresser.
"Don't ever call my precious baby boy a bastard. If anyone is the bastard it is you. Your mother had just married Julian and left and went to sleep with her ex boyfriend. Your mother was a whore and a bitch. You were born into a family that wasn't even your own. How did it feel Ethan to know that your father was not really your father and that you were a bastard child born out of wedlock? You are a coward and a bastard. And I wouldn't marry you now even if you paid me. I am so glad that Gwen finally saw you for who you really are. Not even she wants you now." Theresa screamed after catching her breath. In the next instant her face was screaming in pain. Ethan had actually slapped her.
"Shut up. If Gwen had not gotten pregnant then we would have been married. If Fox hadn't come back to Harmony you would still love me then we could have been together. I could've had everything that I wanted."
"You would have left Gwen for me?" Theresa questioned.
"You know tat I don't believe in divorce. You would have been my mistress." Laughing at him Theresa stood up to stare at him.
"You really think that I would have degraded myself for you. You think way too highly of yourself. I love Nicholas. I hate you more than you could ever know. You are just a bastard."
"Shut up! Fox is the bastard. Not me. He took you away from me."
"First of all Ethan, it was your choice to marry Gwen. Nicholas and I fell in love. He holds the key to my heart not you. You say that you love me. How could you hurt me like this if you really loved me? You are sick Ethan. You need help."
Punching her in the face, Ethan screamed at her. "SHUT UP! DON"T MAKE ME DO THIS!!!"
"What's the matter Ethan? Afraid to hear the truth? You have lost all coherent thought. I could never love you again. I hate you. I loathe you more than I could loathe anything. You killed my son. You are responsible for your own misery. No one else. Just you."
"Shut up! Just shut up!" Ethan screamed picking her up and throwing her onto the bed and straddled her.
"No!I'm not going to shut up. I hate you. You killed my son. I will never forgive you or love you again." Reaching up Theres brought her fist across his face hard. "I love Nicholas. And only Nicholas. I hate you. Do you hear me Ethan Winthrop? I hate you. I love Nicholas."
Grabbing her wrists Ethan slammed them down on the bed pinning her to it so she couldn't punch him again.
"Don't hit me again." As he leaned down to kiss her, she bit his lip and drew blood. "Owww. You bitch!." Slapping her, Ethan reached up and grabbed the handcuffs that were attached to the headboard and fastened one around her wrist. When Theresa realized what was happening, she started struggling. She kicked and screamed. As Ethan struggled to get her other wrist, Theresa's left foot caught him in the groin. Ethan doubled over in pain and as he rolled off her, Theresa pulled hard struggling to get her hand out of the cuff. Hearing Ethan groan on the floor, she struggled harder but the cold hard steel grew tighter and soon the skin on her wrist started bleeding. Suddenly she felt a body over her and the last thing she saw before the darkness closed in on her was Ethan's fist slamming into her face. When Theresa regained consciousness, she was naked and her wrists were fastened tightly to the headboard. Looking around for Ethan, she saw him stripping in the corner. Walking over to her, Ethan smiled when he saw that she was awake. "Good I want you to enjoy this. Do you remember the first time we made love? That night on the beach."
"Ethan please. Please don't do this. Please." Theresa started crying as Ethan climbed on top of her. Prying her legs open Ethan forced his way into her and Theresa started screaming. Soon Ethan found his release and climbed off of her. Crying Theresa tried her hardest to curl into a tight little ball.
"Oh stop your crying. You loved it. We be doing it again in a few hours so be ready." As Ethan walked naked out of the room, Theresa cried herself to sleep. When she woke up again she was still naked but her wrists were uncuffed. Grabbing the sheet she wrapped it around her body which was shivering from cold and disgust. Crawling off the bed and dragging the sheet, Theresa walked over to Sarah's crib which was still in the corner. Sarah was yelling at the top of her lungs, a bottle lay full next to her. Picking the screaming child up and the bottle, Theresa sat down on the floor and started feeding her. Sarah's cries soon died down and the girl fell asleep. Placing her back in the crib, Theresa burst into tears and fell to her knees.
"Oh god haven't you stopped crying yet? You know you loved me fucking you. God stop crying or I will give you something to cry about. Good you got that brat to stop crying. Her constant crying was killing my ears. Now get back to bed. I want to fuck you again and this time you better respond to me the way you did the first time we had sex." Climbing into the bed, Theresa finally understood what she had to do. As Ethan rammed himself into her, Theresa held back the tears that were threatening to spill because she was dry. She had to play along if she ever wanted to see Nicholas again. She had to make Ethan think that she had fallen in love with him again.
Oh Nicholas, please forgive me. I am doing this for you my love. Closing her eyes, Theresa wrapped her arms around Ethan and began to respond to Ethan's caresses. After Ethan found his release and climbed off her, Theresa put her plan into action. "Ethan honey?"
"Yes, My Love?"
"I was just wondering if I could have a bath? Sarah needs one as well. We haven't had one in a few days so we kinda need one. So I figured that we could kill two birds with one stone. Plus I want to look good for you tomorrow when we get married."
"Well of course my love. There are changes of clothes in the dresser and towels in the bathroom. Take all the time you need. Bathroom is down the hall to the right." Glancing down at the sheet that was wrapped around her Ethan smiled and Theresa forced herself to keep from throwing up. "Or we could get a bath together.""Ethan honey, you know that I like to take a bath alone. Besides I have to wash Sarah as well and I can't do that if you are in there with me. I'll be out soon."
"Alright but don't be long. I have dinner waiting for you." Ethan turned to walk out of the room but stopped when Theresa called out to him.
"Ethan, you're gonna have to umm..." Theresa pointed to the chain on her ankle.
"Oh right. How about a kiss before you take your shower?"
"If you really want one." Theresa purred swallowing the vomit that was rising in her throat.
"Oh I want one." Pulling her close, Ethan kissed her passionately but Theresa felt nothing. But before Ethan could notice it, Theresa thought of Sarah. She was Sarah's godmother. She had made a promise to take care of her if anything happened and that's what she was going to do.