Chapter 37:
Lie, Cheat, Steal, Kill And Destroy If Necessary.
A/N: Sorry, it's been so long, I've had author's block, hope you like the out come of this. This story is going to rap up soon probably with in the next 5 or 6 chapter. Jess : )
"Hello? Is this Phillip?", Theresa asked, she dreaded, this but, knew she had to do this for the sake of her son.
"Yeah, who are you, where'd you get my number, what do you want.", the man asked.
"Dylan Banning gave me your number he said you may be able to help me?", she asked, she felt like she was grasping at straws.
"Okay?", Phillip replied, sounding really confused.
"You see I was in Bermuda oh, about 5 years ago.", Theresa explained.
"I see…"
"Well, I went to Bermuda to convince Julian to adopt Ethan Winthrop, so that Ethan once again could be Crane heir."
"Okay, what does this have to do with Dylan and me?"
"Well, I got pregnant and thought I married Julian."
"okay, and again what does that…"
"Dylan, said Fox Crane, Julian's son picked me up.", she swallowed hard, it killed her to even say those words to even think Fox was capable of such a thing.
"He did.", Phillip replied. "He picked you up from Julian's room."
"Okay?"
"Well?"
"Well, did he have sex with me?", she finally asked.
"I guess, we all did."
"What?"
"Me, Dylan, Sean, Max and Fox.", Phillip replied, he was going to get a hefty reward for his services.
"You pig, all of you are nothing but, pigs."
"Hey, don't blame me, blame Fox."
"No, I blame you all."
"Well, Dyl, didn't touch you."
"What?", she was shocked.
"He passed out, before he got a chance to."
"What about the others and you?"
"Well, you were begging for it beautiful."
"God, I was drunk."
"So was we."
"Still, you raped me."
"You don't plan on pressing charges do you, cause…"
"Relax, the way the courts is set up you all will away with it anyhow."
"So, what do you have in store?"
"Well, let's just say you better pray to the good lord above Ethan Martin is not yours."
"Ethan Martin?"
:"My son, one of you bastards got me pregnant."
"Well, it wasn't me and if it is, 'm not paying you a damn dime whore."
"We will see about that."
"Well, I'm not, I can't help that your slutty ways got you in that predicament."
"Well, the judge will see it my way 4 men took advantage of me."
"Yeah, right, you did everything willfully."
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"Fox, what's wrong with you?", Paloma asked. 'God, you think he'd forgot about my bitch of a sister by now.'
"Theresa is in danger, I know she is.", Fox replied simply.
"How you know?"
"I just do, I got this feeling."
"Okay, about Theresa."
"Yeah and it involves Little Ethan."
"Do you think they're both in danger?"
"No, just her the person is using Ethan to hurt her."
"How do you know…"
"Because, I can feel it, I can tell she is in danger, don't ask me how, I just do."
"Okay, so-so what are you doing with these?", she motion to the suitcases.
"Packing, I'm leaving."
"You're going to Bermuda again?"
"Uh-huh."
"But, Fox…"
"Don't try to talk me out of this, I have to go."
"Okay, sure fine."
"Okay, bye and I'll be in touch later."
"Okay, bye."
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"Mommy, is Dylan coming over tonight?", Little Ethan asked, he didn't like Dylan to well and didn't want his mother to have anything to do with him.
"Yeah, he's taking you to the movies, he should be here any minute.", Theresa told him.
"Oh, God.", the boy groaned. "That man is soo…"
"Ethan Martin. Go get ready."
"Okay, are you going too?"
"No, I got business to take care of."
"Okay, sure."
"Okay."
Theresa picked up the phone and called the other number the one that belonged to this Max guy.
"Hello?", she asked. "Is this Max, Dylan gave me this number he said that you might be able to help me."
"Okay."
"He said you , he and Fox are friends."
"Yeah, Fox is a great guy."
"And, Dylan?", she asked. 'Why'd he make it a point to say Fox is a great guy?'
"Oh, he's a good person too.", Max replied. "
"Okay.", Theresa replied.
"So..?", Max began.
"Oh, sorry, first off let me introduce myself I'm Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, I was once supposedly married to Julian, so I guess in a sense I'm Fox's ex- step mother.", Theresa explained.
"I know.", Max replied interrupting her.
"Well, then you must also know that I'm not or was never legally married to Julian.", Theresa replied.
"Yeah, I remember reading the article.", Max replied.
"So, you see that little bit of info got me to thinking since I never was married to Julian, I might not have slept with him and if I didn't sleep with him then Little Ethan wouldn't be his."
"And…"
"I did a DNA test on Little Ethan and compared the DNA of my son with Julian's as well as Ethan Winthrop's' you see he and I were together around the time I went to Bermuda. But, both test came back negative, Julian nor, Ethan were the father of my son."
"Oh."
"Yeah, well I came here in search of a person who might know about that night and as luck would have it I found Dylan and he said well-well that Fox picked me up and that-that all of you used me as your-how can I put this lightly slut."
"I'm sorry."
"So, it's true?"
"Un-fortunately."
"Oh My God."
"I'm sorry."
"I believe you."
"What?"
"I said, I believe you."
"Okay."
"But, I don't accept your apology."
"Why not? I was drunk."
"As was I."
"Well, it wasn't my fault."
"So, everyone tells me."
"Huh?"
"Well, Phillip said the exact same thing ,that it was Fox's fault, but like I told him no one forced your nor his hand in anything."
"True, and I'm welling to accept responsibility for my actions, so if your son is mine, I'm…"
"You will have nothing to do with him."
"Yeah, but I will pay support."
"You will?"
"Yeah, I'm not selfish bastard I'll accept responsibly for what I do."
"Well, apparently you are a better person that your friend Phillip."
"True, but not as good of a person as Fox."
"How do you get he's a good…"
"He just is."
"Well…"
"I got to go, call me as soon as you schedule the test."
"I will."
"Okay, bye."
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"That a boy Max.", Dylan told him walking in. "Did you tell her that Fox picked her up?"
"Yes.", Max replied.
"Does she believe you?", Dylan asked.
"Yes.", Max replied.
"Does she hate Fox?", Dylan asked.
"Yeah, but he hasn't…", Max began.
"Well, true, but well, you win a few you lose few and well Fox's loss is my….", Dylan began.
"You're….", Max began.
"Harboring your secrets and well don't you forget it.", Dylan told him.
"You said that if I did what you asked you'd destroy those pictures.", Max told him.
"Well, I'm still debating.", Dylan told him. "How many million you think I could get for theses Max? "
"Give me them.", Max told him.
"Uh-uh. NO way man, I own you now, you wouldn't want no one to see theses.", Dylan told him.
"Dyl, please.", Max began.
"Um-no, I own you from now till I see fit, then if I want I can give these to the tabloids. Your pops would kill you, you're doing this with the same sex, shame-shame on you Max. Bad boy, bad bad boy."
"Dylan.", Max began.
"No, I got to be go. Oh and you get nothing for this think of it as and eye for and eye.", Dylan told him walking out confidently after tonight nothing would be the same and Fox wouldn't have a chance with Theresa, not that he'd want her after tonight.
"Dyl.", Phillip began.
"You're not going another step till you pay me.", Phillip told him.
"You're get your money later.", Dylan told him.
"NO, I get it now or I'll just mosey over to this girls apartment and tell her the truth that you are a big liar who has made up this whole story just to get her in bed and that you're jealous of Fox, because he wouldn't let you get near her that night in Bermuda.", Phillip told him.
"You're bluffing.", Dylan told him.
"No, unlike Max and Sean you aren't blackmailing me. You ain't got a pic of me doing another guy or a email of me pour out my murder confession. I'm clean and well either I get paid or…"
"Ok, ok.", Dylan replied.
"15 thousand and not a penny less.", Phillip told him.
"Okay, here you go.", Dylan replied handing him the money reluctantly.
"Okay, nice doing business with you buddy.", Phillip replied turning and leaving.
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"Ethan, come on Dylan will be here any minute.", Theresa told him.
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"Hey, Theresa where's….", Dylan began.
"Right here.", Ethan told him. "We're going to see Scooby Doo2, right Dylan?"
"No, I was going to watch…", Dylan began.
"Mommy, tell him to let me watch Scooby Doo2, I want to watch Scooby Doo2.", Ethan whined on purpose he was going to drive the man crazy tonight.
"Okay, I'll go watch Dawn Of The Dead and you can go in to Scooby Doo and we'll meet when it's over.", Dylan told him.
"No, it's not safe for a little boy to go to the movies by himself, mommy he's going to let me get kid napped. Mom, tell him he's going to watch Scooby Doo with me.", Ethan told him, nagging his mother as well.
"Dylan, please stay with him, he's right.", Theresa told Dylan,
"Okay, but buddy you'll like Dawn Of The Dead better.", Dylan told.
"NO, I WANT TO SEE SCOOBY DOO, MOMMY TELL HIM TO LET ME SEE SCOOBY DOO!!!", Ethan cried.
"Dylan, please, let him see….", Theresa began.
"Okay, fine.", Dylan told him.
"Good, bye mommy.", Ethan told her getting his coat heading out the door smiling to himself.
"Why are you smiling?", Dylan asked.
"Oh, I don't know.", Ethan told him.
"You spoiled little brat…you're mommy will get rid of you just you see.", Dylan told him.
"No, you'll go before me.", Ethan told him. "The minute Fox shows up here she'll ignore you."
"Fox will never ever have a love affair with your mother, she hates him.", Dylan replied smugly.
"Yeah, right.", Ethan told him. "You're just saying that."
"No, you little bastard you're just like your father, your mother hates him and once she finds out the truth she'll hate you.", Dylan told him. "Fox nor you will mean nothing to Theresa once I'm though."
"Whatever.", Ethan replied.
"Yeah, whatever.", Dylan replied, mimicking the little boy.
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"Hello?", the man asked he had brownish blonde hair and stood about 5'11 and weighted anywhere from 170 to 180.
"Hey, uh- you're Sean, right?", Theresa asked.
"Yes.", the man replied.
"So, uh-come in.", Theresa replied letting Sean in.
"Okay.", Sean replied
"Uh- thank you for meeting me.", Theresa told him.
"No, problem, baby.", Sean replied inching closer to her.
"I uh- I…", Theresa began noticing his hand was on her leg and he was moving it up her skirt. "You want something,."
"No, I'm content.", Sean told her, not moving his hand.
"Oh.", Theresa replied. "well, can I…"
"The only thing you can do is remove those clothes.", Sean told her.
"What?", Theresa asked taken back.
"Dylan said you were looking for answer well, I got a little proposition I get you tonight in exchange for the truth.", Sean told her.
"What? I don't know you.", Theresa told him.
"So, the best way to get to know someone s through making love to them, you get to know every inch of there body.", Sean told her reaching for the button of her shirt.
"No, NO, I don't know you.", Theresa told him.
"Well, I take it you want it the hard way.", Sean told her ripping her blouse off.
"NO GET OFF ME!!!", Theresa told him, hitting him with all the power she had in her.
"SHUT UPYOU BITCH NO ONE HEARS YOU, NO ONE IS ON THIS FLOOR BUT US.", Sean screamed at her holding her down with one hand and rising her skirt with the other.
"GET OFF ME!!!!", Theresa screamed pushing him off her and running to the door.
"Uh-uh, you're not going anywhere.", Sean told her pinning her to the door.
Theresa watched him as he removed her underwear forcefully, she took her hand and unlocked the door. 'God, someone please help me.'
At a last effort she kicked him knocking him to the ground the open the door and ran out it.
"Watch it would…"
"Fox, Oh My God, what are you doing here?", Theresa asked.
"I came here to check on you, Theresa what's wrong?", Fox asked.
"He-he tried to-he tried to rape me.", she whispered.
"Who did?", Fox asked, she was practically in tears.
"Sean.", Theresa told him, clinging to him like a small child.
"Who's Sean?', Fox asked.
"He's Dylan's friend.", Theresa told him.
"Dylan? Dylan Banning?", Fox asked she nodded. "How long you know Dylan?"
"3 days.", Theresa replied pulling back from him suddenly remembering everything that had happened everything she'd been told.
"What? Theresa what's wrong?", Fox asked.
"You, you're what's wrong.", Theresa told him.
"What?", Fox asked confused.
"You took advantage of me.", Theresa told him.
Spoilers For Chapter 38:
Fox and Theresa talk, do they discover the truth?
Dylan decided to get rid of his current problem, Little Ethan, how?
Sean calls Dylan informing him Theresa got away and he can't find her.