A/N: I know another story but, I just can't help myself! In this story, you can forget about everything that's happened/happening on Passions because this has NOTHING to do with it. This idea actually came to me while I was listening to Ashlee Simpson's Eyes Wide Open. Which is why I named the fic after it. I'm just going to give you a summary and the intro. When I update, I'm going to skip ahead to Theresa at age sixteen. Plz tell me what you all think.

Summary: Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald witnessed something no one should ever have to witness at the young age of four and now she's scarred for life. Not only does the memory still haunt her dreams, but it invades her thoughts and is forever burned in her memory. Alistair Crane told her not to tell a soul or he would kill her just like he killed 'it'. And now at the age of Sixteen, she keeps to herself and does everything she's told not to do. Will she always be that way, or will the boy with the last name she's trying so desperately to hide from bring her out of the prison of secrecy she's locked herself in?

Eyes Wide Open

Intro:

I could hear her breathing
no one believed me,
no one believed me

"Papa, are you there? Papa, I'm scared, its so dark." cried the young four year old girl as she walked slowly down the dark cold hallways of what seemed to be a huge house or maybe a haunted mansion in her eyes. She rubbed at her tired tear filled eyes with her free hand while her other clutched tightly onto the worn brown bear her father gave her after she was born. "Papa, I'm sleepy. Please take me home now."

(Faintly heard in the Background)...

"Alistair, don't do this. My children, they need me." pleaded Martin Lopez-Fitzgerald. The old gray haired man boomed out, "I have children too, is that supposed to mean something?"

(End of faint voices)

I could hear those voices
So deceiving, So deceiving
Cool wind on my face,
Cool wind on my face

Theresa followed the voices down a corridor, "Papa? Who's with you? Papa, where are you?" she whispered, afraid that the 'boogie man' would hear her. She continued down the path that she would later regret going down.

Do you know how it feels to be afraid?
Lying there frozen
with my eyes wide open
Do you know how it feels to find a trace
of words unspoken?
with my eyes wide open

(faint voices in background)...

Martin yelled out, "Act like you have a heart and let me leave damn it!" The old man only chuckled menacingly.

(end of faint voices)

Theresa gasped and fell back in fear as the 'boogie man's' laughter ringed through the halls. "P-Papa? Please come out, please take me home!" she cried out.
"Papa, please take me home to mama."

I know your secret
I can feel you calling
I know that you're there, I know that you're there
Tell me all your memories
I'll keep them alive, I'll keep them alive

As tears dried upon her baby face, more dripped from her little four year old brown eyes. Determined to find her papa, she stood to her feet boldly and crept along the rugged covered floors of the art covered walls.

"I'm coming to help you papa. I'll save you from the boggie man." she whispered boldly, firm just like her Papa would if Luis were in trouble or if she scraped her knee from running around with Whitney Russell and Noah Bennett.

(Faint voices in the background)...

"You think you can take my wife out of the country and get away with Martin. You're stupid, foolish for coming back into my home." barked out Alistair Crane viciously. Martin only sighed heavily.

(end of faint voices)

Cool wind on my face, cool wind on my face
I heard you, I felt you
I know so what do you want from me ?

Theresa stopped before a large brown door, almost ten times her size, and grabbed hold of the knob with her little fragile tanned hand and turned it slowly. "Here I come Papa." She walked in, her night gown flowing as she walked in.

As her eyes adjusted to her new surroundings, she saw her father standing in front of the 'boogie man' known to her as Alistair Crane with his back facing her.
A loud shot fired from the black pistol that Alistair held in his old pudgy hand, muffling Theresa's screams as her father fell to the ground in front of her.

Blood spilled from the father's body in front of his shaking terrified daughter, his eyes filled with pain and worry as he stared at her. His hand fell lifelessly as his body let out one last breath, his eyes still staring at her, only now empty like a cookie jar in a room filled with children.

The worn teddy bear fell from her hand and hit the floor with a seemingly loud thud after what seemed like hours of falling. Alistair saw the young girl, her night gown splattered with her father's blood.

Cool wind on my face
Cool wind on my face

He walked over to her and gripped her by the shoulders. Alistair said in a child like voice, only dauntily, "Listen girl, you keep your mouth shut about this. You tell no one about this or I will kill you just like I killed 'it'. Now, be a good girl and come with me. Don't want your mama finding you like this tomorrow morning now do we?"

That was the last thing Theresa heard before she passed out, falling into a dark abyss where tomorrow was far, far away from her reach.

Cool wind on my face
Cool wind on my face

A/N: So, there was the intro, please tell me what you think. Should I keep up with it, or dump it?

The song featured in the intro was 'Eyes Wide Open' by Ashlee Simpson

-Janae

(I used to be StarStruckT14, but now I'm Kox.Foxney.NothingLikeTHEROX because of what's been going on with Fox on the show and his new 'love' interests. Puh-lease. Lol