CH 15- Ethan
Theresa almost stopped breathing when she saw Ethan standing in her doorway.
"Ethan, what are you doing here?" She looked at him still shocked.
For a moment he just stood there, staring at her as if he were in a trance.
"Ethan?" She repeated, noticing his uneasiness.
He closed his eyes and shook his head before looking at her again.
"Uh yeah," He fumbled. "Hello Theresa, Pilar let me in."
He barely looked her in the eye as he walked into the room.
"I thought I just saw Fox walking with a girl. Who was that?" He asked her.
"That was Paloma," she smiled.
"No way! She came home? That's terrific! You must be so happy!" He grinned.
"Yeah, I am! I'm still in shock actually. I still have to get used to having a little sister around the house." She lightly laughed, still unsure as to why he was there.
"So how are you? I see you're working on a paper for school. How's that going?" He glanced at her computer and looked up at her.
"It's going good Ethan. Everything is going really well. But there's just one thing that's bothering me. Why are you here?" She blurted out, growing impatient.
At first he just looked at her, taken back by her eagerness.
"I um, just came by to see how you were." He stared out her window.
Theresa suddenly felt herself get really angry.
"You came to see how I was?" She mockingly repeated him. "Well I'm fine Ethan! I just have this really huge paper that I have to write and I don't have time to waste. So if that's all that you wanted then maybe you should just go!"
"I wanted to say I'm sorry!" He blurted out, still not looking at her.
"What?" She softly asked him, seeing the pain that he was in.
"I wanted to apologize to you Theresa." He took a deep breath as his voice started to quiver. "I feel terrible for how I've been treating you these last couple of weeks. I've been playing with your emotions; setting you up and then striking you down. It's not fair. You don't deserve it."
"What are you saying Ethan?" She looked at him as she felt her heart beat faster in her chest.
"I'm trying to say that I lo—" He began but stopped.
"What?" She came over to him and placed a hand on his arm. "What is it?"
He stared down at her hand on his arm and then looked into her eyes.
"I've been lying to you this entire time." He whispered. "I've been making you think that I don't care about you! I've been telling you over and over that we can never be together because I don't trust you, when the truth is I don't care about any of that! I don't care that you kept my paternity a secret! I don't care that you didn't tell me about going to Bermuda! My God, I don't even care that you slept with Julian! I don't care about any of that Theresa because I still love you!"
Theresa just stood there as her ears still rang from the four words that she had been longing to hear for so long.
"I still love you Theresa. I never did stop and I never will!" He felt the tears run down his face as he stared into her eyes. "I was just so determined to stand by my personal values of having trust in a relationship that I let it blind me. I let my stubbornness get in the way of the one thing that's always made me completely happy; you. I was a fool to let you slip away. You're everything to me. I need you."
He pulled her close to him, as he smelled the sweet fragrance of her hair.
"I love you Theresa," he whispered in her ear. "I love you so much!"
Theresa felt as though she could fly. For so long she had waited for Ethan to love her again and now he did.
"Oh Ethan," she smiled looking into his beautiful brown eyes. "I lo—"
She was about to finish her sentence but something stopped her.
"My gosh," she whispered. "What am I doing?"
She once more looked into his eyes, anger slowly rising in her.
"You lied to me!" She spat. "You made me think that you never loved me!"
"I know Theresa, and I'm sor—"
"No!" She interrupted him. "You don't even realize the pain that you've caused me! If it weren't for the support from my family and friends, I would have crumbled into depression by now!"
She furiously paced back and fourth.
"I begged you to forgive me! I looked at you with tears in my eyes, pleading with you to take me back. But you completely ignored the tears and you continued to blame me! I tried to tell you that I only did what I did because I loved you and you told me that none of it mattered because you didn't trust me. Do you know how that feels? It's terrible! To know that you cannot be trusted by someone so close to you; it's unbearable. Now you think that I'm just suppose to forget all of that because you tell me that you love me? What about all the times when I told you that I loved you? You didn't care! So why the hell should I?"
Theresa felt her whole body shake and she struggled to remain calm.
"I'm sorry Theresa. But you have to understand that I didn't mean to hurt you!" He pleaded, starting to breath heavy.
"I don't care Ethan!" She yelled, noticing him become unsteady on his feet. "You did hurt me! That's not just going to go away!"
"Please Theresa—Please don't—" He suddenly began coughing.
At first she just stood there, but as his coughing slowly turned into wheezing she grew more and more concerned.
"Ethan?" She slowly approached him. "Ethan, are you ok?"
He maintained his horrendous cough, as he struggled to keep his balance. Just as he was about to collapse, Theresa rushed to his side. Beads of perspiration poured down his face as he struggled to control his breathing. She helped him lay down on her bed, as she wiped the sweat from his brow. She ran to the bathroom to get a wet cloth but when she returned he was fast asleep.
"Ethan?" She whispered, but he didn't answer.
She stared at him; his breathing was much more rhythmic.
She looked around her room and realized that it was finally quiet. Looking back at Ethan, she sighed.
"Well, he doesn't look too bad. Maybe he just needs to sleep it off." She whispered, walking over to her computer. "Maybe now I can finally finish my paper."
She sat down and attempted to continue where she left off.
After a few hours, she successfully completed it. She stapled the corner and placed it on her desk.
"Finally," she approvingly smiled.
She closed her eyes and yawned, stretching in her chair.
"I am so tired!" She said to herself, spinning around.
It was then that she realized that Ethan was still in her room.
She slowly approached her bed and knelt down beside him.
"Ethan?" She softly called. Except for a tiny stir, he barely moved.
Suddenly she remembered Fox telling her how sick he thought Ethan was.
"Maybe he should just stay here. I wouldn't want anything to happened to him on his way home." She sighed.
She changed into her nightgown and sat on the other side of her bed. She did feel a little strange with him sleeping beside her but she didn't want to wake him.
"Besides," she whispered. "It's not like I've never slept in the same bed as him before."
She slipped underneath the covers, and closed her eyes.
"Goodnight Ethan," she whispered. "Sweet dreams."
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Theresa smiled as she felt a warm hand lightly brush her cheek.
"So beautiful," the voice whispered.
She opened her eyes and grinned at the handsome face lying beside her.
"Fox," she smiled. "What's the matter baby? You can't sleep?"
"Nope," he softly kissed her lips. "Not until I can make love to you."
"Mmmm, well then your wish is my command." She giggled as he deepened the kiss, mounting on top of her.
He gently lifted her nightgown and kissed the inside of her thigh, making her softly moan. Wrapping her legs around him, he tightened his grip on the pillow as he whispered softly in her ear.
"I want you so bad."
"Then make love to me," she whispered back, biting the lobe of his ear. "Make love to me now!"
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Ethan continued to make love to her, as he kissed her soft and beautiful skin.
"Theresa," he whispered slipping deeper into her. "You feel so good!"
He felt her dig her nails into his back as she moaned with pleasure.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," he whispered back.
Sweat poured down his shoulders as he fought to hold on. But the pleasure weakened him, as he let himself go.
"Oh Theresa!" He yelled, feeling complete bliss.
"Oh Fox!"
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"Fox?" Ethan jumped out of his sleep and confusedly stared down at her. "Did you just say Fox?"
"What?" Theresa mumbled as she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw who stared back at her, she almost screamed. "Oh my god! Ethan!"
She quickly drew the covers up to her neck, as her breathing started to rapidly increase.
"What just happened?" She stared at him terrified.
"We made love I think." He groggily muttered.
"What?" She shrieked. "No!! Oh my god, I thought you were Fox!"
Ethan stared at her in disbelief.
"No, that can't be." He rubbed his eyes confused. "Y-You told me to make love to you."
"I thought you were Fox!" She cried. "Oh my god what have I done?"
"But Theresa I-I love you!" He began to say, feeling extremely light headed. "What are you saying?"
"I can't believe this!" Theresa could feel her whole body shaking. "This was a mistake!"
"A-A Mistake?" He repeated dumbfounded. "No, you told me to—"
Before Theresa could say another word, Ethan began to wheeze violently.
"Oh no, not again!" She cried. "Ethan calm down! Please just calm down!"
Suddenly she noticed his face turn extremely pale as he continued to heavily wheeze.
Terrified, Theresa tried to sit him up, but his body just got heavier and heavier.
"Ethan sit up!" She frantically yelled. "Please!"
All of a sudden, he collapsed in her arms, his body completely motionless.
"Ethan!" She yelled.
No response.
"Ethan!" she cried once more.
No response.
"Oh my god!" Theresa gently laid him down on the pillow and climbed out of the bed, slipping on her nightgown.
She hysterically ran across the room and picked up the phone. Her fingers rapidly shook and she dialed the number.
"911 Emergency, how can I help you?" The operator answered.
"Hello? —I need an ambulance right away! Please hurry!"
Theresa almost stopped breathing when she saw Ethan standing in her doorway.
"Ethan, what are you doing here?" She looked at him still shocked.
For a moment he just stood there, staring at her as if he were in a trance.
"Ethan?" She repeated, noticing his uneasiness.
He closed his eyes and shook his head before looking at her again.
"Uh yeah," He fumbled. "Hello Theresa, Pilar let me in."
He barely looked her in the eye as he walked into the room.
"I thought I just saw Fox walking with a girl. Who was that?" He asked her.
"That was Paloma," she smiled.
"No way! She came home? That's terrific! You must be so happy!" He grinned.
"Yeah, I am! I'm still in shock actually. I still have to get used to having a little sister around the house." She lightly laughed, still unsure as to why he was there.
"So how are you? I see you're working on a paper for school. How's that going?" He glanced at her computer and looked up at her.
"It's going good Ethan. Everything is going really well. But there's just one thing that's bothering me. Why are you here?" She blurted out, growing impatient.
At first he just looked at her, taken back by her eagerness.
"I um, just came by to see how you were." He stared out her window.
Theresa suddenly felt herself get really angry.
"You came to see how I was?" She mockingly repeated him. "Well I'm fine Ethan! I just have this really huge paper that I have to write and I don't have time to waste. So if that's all that you wanted then maybe you should just go!"
"I wanted to say I'm sorry!" He blurted out, still not looking at her.
"What?" She softly asked him, seeing the pain that he was in.
"I wanted to apologize to you Theresa." He took a deep breath as his voice started to quiver. "I feel terrible for how I've been treating you these last couple of weeks. I've been playing with your emotions; setting you up and then striking you down. It's not fair. You don't deserve it."
"What are you saying Ethan?" She looked at him as she felt her heart beat faster in her chest.
"I'm trying to say that I lo—" He began but stopped.
"What?" She came over to him and placed a hand on his arm. "What is it?"
He stared down at her hand on his arm and then looked into her eyes.
"I've been lying to you this entire time." He whispered. "I've been making you think that I don't care about you! I've been telling you over and over that we can never be together because I don't trust you, when the truth is I don't care about any of that! I don't care that you kept my paternity a secret! I don't care that you didn't tell me about going to Bermuda! My God, I don't even care that you slept with Julian! I don't care about any of that Theresa because I still love you!"
Theresa just stood there as her ears still rang from the four words that she had been longing to hear for so long.
"I still love you Theresa. I never did stop and I never will!" He felt the tears run down his face as he stared into her eyes. "I was just so determined to stand by my personal values of having trust in a relationship that I let it blind me. I let my stubbornness get in the way of the one thing that's always made me completely happy; you. I was a fool to let you slip away. You're everything to me. I need you."
He pulled her close to him, as he smelled the sweet fragrance of her hair.
"I love you Theresa," he whispered in her ear. "I love you so much!"
Theresa felt as though she could fly. For so long she had waited for Ethan to love her again and now he did.
"Oh Ethan," she smiled looking into his beautiful brown eyes. "I lo—"
She was about to finish her sentence but something stopped her.
"My gosh," she whispered. "What am I doing?"
She once more looked into his eyes, anger slowly rising in her.
"You lied to me!" She spat. "You made me think that you never loved me!"
"I know Theresa, and I'm sor—"
"No!" She interrupted him. "You don't even realize the pain that you've caused me! If it weren't for the support from my family and friends, I would have crumbled into depression by now!"
She furiously paced back and fourth.
"I begged you to forgive me! I looked at you with tears in my eyes, pleading with you to take me back. But you completely ignored the tears and you continued to blame me! I tried to tell you that I only did what I did because I loved you and you told me that none of it mattered because you didn't trust me. Do you know how that feels? It's terrible! To know that you cannot be trusted by someone so close to you; it's unbearable. Now you think that I'm just suppose to forget all of that because you tell me that you love me? What about all the times when I told you that I loved you? You didn't care! So why the hell should I?"
Theresa felt her whole body shake and she struggled to remain calm.
"I'm sorry Theresa. But you have to understand that I didn't mean to hurt you!" He pleaded, starting to breath heavy.
"I don't care Ethan!" She yelled, noticing him become unsteady on his feet. "You did hurt me! That's not just going to go away!"
"Please Theresa—Please don't—" He suddenly began coughing.
At first she just stood there, but as his coughing slowly turned into wheezing she grew more and more concerned.
"Ethan?" She slowly approached him. "Ethan, are you ok?"
He maintained his horrendous cough, as he struggled to keep his balance. Just as he was about to collapse, Theresa rushed to his side. Beads of perspiration poured down his face as he struggled to control his breathing. She helped him lay down on her bed, as she wiped the sweat from his brow. She ran to the bathroom to get a wet cloth but when she returned he was fast asleep.
"Ethan?" She whispered, but he didn't answer.
She stared at him; his breathing was much more rhythmic.
She looked around her room and realized that it was finally quiet. Looking back at Ethan, she sighed.
"Well, he doesn't look too bad. Maybe he just needs to sleep it off." She whispered, walking over to her computer. "Maybe now I can finally finish my paper."
She sat down and attempted to continue where she left off.
After a few hours, she successfully completed it. She stapled the corner and placed it on her desk.
"Finally," she approvingly smiled.
She closed her eyes and yawned, stretching in her chair.
"I am so tired!" She said to herself, spinning around.
It was then that she realized that Ethan was still in her room.
She slowly approached her bed and knelt down beside him.
"Ethan?" She softly called. Except for a tiny stir, he barely moved.
Suddenly she remembered Fox telling her how sick he thought Ethan was.
"Maybe he should just stay here. I wouldn't want anything to happened to him on his way home." She sighed.
She changed into her nightgown and sat on the other side of her bed. She did feel a little strange with him sleeping beside her but she didn't want to wake him.
"Besides," she whispered. "It's not like I've never slept in the same bed as him before."
She slipped underneath the covers, and closed her eyes.
"Goodnight Ethan," she whispered. "Sweet dreams."
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Theresa smiled as she felt a warm hand lightly brush her cheek.
"So beautiful," the voice whispered.
She opened her eyes and grinned at the handsome face lying beside her.
"Fox," she smiled. "What's the matter baby? You can't sleep?"
"Nope," he softly kissed her lips. "Not until I can make love to you."
"Mmmm, well then your wish is my command." She giggled as he deepened the kiss, mounting on top of her.
He gently lifted her nightgown and kissed the inside of her thigh, making her softly moan. Wrapping her legs around him, he tightened his grip on the pillow as he whispered softly in her ear.
"I want you so bad."
"Then make love to me," she whispered back, biting the lobe of his ear. "Make love to me now!"
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Ethan continued to make love to her, as he kissed her soft and beautiful skin.
"Theresa," he whispered slipping deeper into her. "You feel so good!"
He felt her dig her nails into his back as she moaned with pleasure.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," he whispered back.
Sweat poured down his shoulders as he fought to hold on. But the pleasure weakened him, as he let himself go.
"Oh Theresa!" He yelled, feeling complete bliss.
"Oh Fox!"
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"Fox?" Ethan jumped out of his sleep and confusedly stared down at her. "Did you just say Fox?"
"What?" Theresa mumbled as she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw who stared back at her, she almost screamed. "Oh my god! Ethan!"
She quickly drew the covers up to her neck, as her breathing started to rapidly increase.
"What just happened?" She stared at him terrified.
"We made love I think." He groggily muttered.
"What?" She shrieked. "No!! Oh my god, I thought you were Fox!"
Ethan stared at her in disbelief.
"No, that can't be." He rubbed his eyes confused. "Y-You told me to make love to you."
"I thought you were Fox!" She cried. "Oh my god what have I done?"
"But Theresa I-I love you!" He began to say, feeling extremely light headed. "What are you saying?"
"I can't believe this!" Theresa could feel her whole body shaking. "This was a mistake!"
"A-A Mistake?" He repeated dumbfounded. "No, you told me to—"
Before Theresa could say another word, Ethan began to wheeze violently.
"Oh no, not again!" She cried. "Ethan calm down! Please just calm down!"
Suddenly she noticed his face turn extremely pale as he continued to heavily wheeze.
Terrified, Theresa tried to sit him up, but his body just got heavier and heavier.
"Ethan sit up!" She frantically yelled. "Please!"
All of a sudden, he collapsed in her arms, his body completely motionless.
"Ethan!" She yelled.
No response.
"Ethan!" she cried once more.
No response.
"Oh my god!" Theresa gently laid him down on the pillow and climbed out of the bed, slipping on her nightgown.
She hysterically ran across the room and picked up the phone. Her fingers rapidly shook and she dialed the number.
"911 Emergency, how can I help you?" The operator answered.
"Hello? —I need an ambulance right away! Please hurry!"