CH 40- The Accident
Please God. Tell me that I made the right decision.
Theresa thought to herself, as she slowly walked home.
Ever since she left Fox at the mansion, she couldn't stop thinking about what had happened and her recent discovery of the possibility that he and Ethan could be the father of the twins.
"How did everything get so complicated?" She whispered. "I just don't know what to do anymore. Instead of things getting better, everything just seems to be getting worst."
Turning down one of the familiar streets, Theresa placed a hand to her head.
"What am I going to do if the twins turn out to be Fox's?" She closed her eyes as the thought crossed her mind. "I just told him that there was no reason why he shouldn't marry Paloma. What if he marries her, and he ends up being the father?"
God please help me, I don't know what to do? She silently whispered up to the heavens.
"There's no doubt in my mind that Fox will be a good father for the twins, but things have been so complicated between us lately. If this turns out to be true, and Fox really is the father, this could change our relationship in so many ways." She said out loud. "I'm just not sure if those ways will be good or bad."
As she came to the corner of the street, she stopped, noticing that the light had turned red from the corner of her eye.
"Oh no," she sighed. "Here I am worrying about what this news might do to me and Fox's relationship and I haven't even given a second thought to how Paloma is going to react to this. She's going to hate me forever!"
She once again began walking, completely lost in thought. Suddenly the loud sound of a car horn interrupted her thoughts. Theresa turned her head, but all she could see was a bright light heading straight for her. The car halted to a stop, but it was too late; Theresa's body had already slammed into the front of the bumper and laid lifelessly beside the wheel.
The driver instantly jumped out of the vehicle and ran to her side, cursing underneath his breath. Another man who was walking by joined him.
"Oh god!" He yelled. "Is she ok?"
"I-I don't think so." The driver nervously responded. "I didn't mean to hit her. She just walked into the middle of the street! The lights were still red!"
"I'm going to call the ambulance." The man quickly thought, reaching for his cell phone.
As he quickly got help, the driver tried to wake Theresa.
"Miss! Miss, can you hear me?" He called out.
To his relief, Theresa's eyes suddenly fluttered open.
"Wh-hat?" She mumbled, a flow of blood rapidly dripped from a gash above her eye.
"You were in an accident." He tried to explain to her.
"An accident?" She whispered, her words beginning to slur. "I—I—"
"Shhhhhh, don't try to speak." He concernedly told her, noticing that she was pregnant.
"The ambulance is on their way!" The other man quickly came over. "Has she come to?"
"A little, but it looks like she's going to pass out again." The driver told him, looking down at Theresa.
"P—please could—you do me a f—favor?" She muttered.
"Sure what is it?" The driver listened intently.
"Please s-save Fox's babies..."
Before she could say another word, everything went black.
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"Theresa!" Fox exclaimed, jumping out of his sleep. Beads of sweat poured down his back, as he confusingly adjusted his eyes to his dark room. He could still feel his heart pounding hard against his chest, as he struggled to control his breathing. Peering over at a sleeping Paloma, he glanced at the clock on his nightstand.
2:30 am
He rubbed his forehead and thought back to what made him suddenly wake up.
"Theresa," He whispered once more.
He couldn't explain it, but he suddenly had the strangest feeling that something was terribly wrong.
"I wonder if she got home ok." He said to himself.
He swung his feet around the bed, careful not to wake Paloma, and reached for his cell phone. As he began to dial her number he suddenly stopped.
"Fox, what are you doing?" He whispered to himself. "It's 2:30 in the morning. Theresa's probably in dreamland by now."
You probably still have her on your mind because of what happened earlier. He thought. But Theresa made it very clear; things are officially over between you too.
He put the phone back into his jacket pocket, and carefully got back into bed, softly kissing Paloma's cheek.
You have a wedding tomorrow buddy, you need to get some sleep and stop worrying about Theresa. She's fine.
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For the first time in four hours Theresa slowly opened her eyes, to find herself in the hospital recovery room. She tried to think back, but she couldn't remember how she had gotten there and what had happened. The last thing she remembered was walking home and thinking about what had happened with Fox. Everything after that seemed like a blur.
As she slowly turned her head to the left, she instantly winced in pain. Putting a hand to her head, she felt a thick bandage above her left eye.
"What happened to me?" She whispered to herself.
Suddenly the door opened and a nurse carrying a cart with medication entered the room. As she attended to one of the other patients, she glanced over at Theresa.
"Oh, you're up?" She smiled. "Well that's good. You've been out for a while."
"How did I get here?" Theresa looked at her confused.
"You don't remember?" The nurse slowly came over to her. "You were in a pretty bad accident. You got hit by a car."
"I did?" Theresa closed her eyes, trying to remember.
"Yeah, you walked on a red light and a car accidentally hit you. It's actually quite a miracle that you're alright." She smiled at her.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Dr Russell said that with the impact that you were hit with, she expected you to be in much more critical condition." The nurse explained. "But it's almost as if you didn't get hit at all. Except for a few cuts and scrapes, like the one above your eye, you're completely fine."
"Oh my god," Theresa happily smiled, but slowly frowned. "Wait a minute, I'm pregnant."
"Yeah, that's the other miraculous thing about it." The nurse interrupted her. "Except for being a little shaken up, the babies appear unharmed."
"But how's that possible?" Theresa asked. "I already have a complicated pregnancy. Being hit by a car should have done some serious damage to them."
"Yeah, it should have but it didn't." The nurse smiled at her, wheeling her cart back to the door. "If you ask me, you definitely have an angel watching over you."
When she left the room, Theresa placed her head back on the pillow.
"This is a miracle!" She whispered, placing a hand to her tummy. "I can't believe how lucky we are!"
"Excuse me?"
Theresa raised her head to find a man standing at the doorway. For some odd reason his face looked familiar to her but she couldn't figure out why.
"Do I know you?" She asked him.
"Not really." He shakily responded. "I was the driver who accidentally hit you. I'm so sorry."
"Don't worry about it." Theresa smiled at him, urging him to come closer. "It was an accident. Besides, from what I've heard it was partly my fault. I should have been paying attention to what I was doing."
"I'm just glad that you and the babies are ok." He grinned. "So although I didn't have anything to do with it, I guess you got your wish."
"Wish?" Theresa looked at him confused.
"Yeah, don't you remember?" He told her. "When I hit you, you were really out of it. You opened your eyes for a second, but you almost instantly passed out after. But right before you slipped into unconsciousness, you said 'please save Fox's babies.' I'm guessing Fox is your husband?"
"Um...not exactly...but that's not really important right now." Theresa fumbled, once more looking up at him. "I really said that?"
"Yeah." He smiled at her. "But like I said, you got your wish. Anyways, I have to get going, but I really am glad to see that you're ok."
"Thank you." Theresa weakly smiled. "Thank you very much. It was sweet of you to stop by."
The man politely nodded and quietly left the room.
"This must be fate." Theresa said to herself. "All of this must mean something. I'm not supposed to be here. That accident should have killed me but it didn't and my babies are also unharmed. This situation could have ended so much more fatal."
She carefully reached for the phone beside her and dialed Ethan's cell phone number.
"Hello Ethan?" She said into the receiver.
"Theresa where are you? I've been so worried. You never came home last night!" Ethan frantically responded.
"I was in an accident." She told him.
"What?" He exclaimed. "An accident? Oh my god!"
"Ethan, calm down. I'm alright." She assured him. "But there's somewhere that I have to go before I come home."
"Absolutely not!" Ethan objected. "Theresa, you were in an accident. There's no way that you're going anywhere else but home. I'm coming to pick you up."
"No Ethan! Trust me, I'm fine! But I need to do this!" She insisted.
"What is so important?" Ethan frustratingly asked.
"I'll explain it to you later because I don't have that much time." Theresa told him. "Just please let everyone know that I'm ok."
"I don't know about this sweetheart, but I know better than to argue with you." Ethan gave up. "Just please promise me that you will be careful."
"I promise. Thank you for understanding." She quickly hung up, and dialed Luis' number.
I was saved tonight. She thought to herself. There's a reason why I said what I said to that man. Deep in my heart, I know that Fox is the father of the twins and that's why I need to do this.
"Hello Luis?" She said, once he picked up the phone.
"Theresa, thank god! Ethan told us that you didn't come home last night. What happened?" He asked her.
"I was in an accident."
"An accident?" Luis exclaimed.
"Yes, but I'm fine." Theresa quickly assured him. "I'll explain it all to you later but right now I need you to come down to the hospital and drive me to the church."
"The church?" Luis asked. "Theresa, I'm not going to the wedding. Paloma already knows that I don't agree with it."
"Neither do I!" She told him. "That's why I need you to drive me over there. I have to stop that wedding!"