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Summary: Chapter 54: Theresa breaks Noah's heart and feels so guilty about it. Can Fox comfort her and bring her back to her feet? R&R!!

Theresa's bedroom- 9:54am

Theresa woke up to the sun shining brightly in her face. She squinted at the brightness and reluctantly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry as she stretched her arms wide. She felt Noah's body. She turned to him. Last night…last night was…awesome but totally wrong! Theresa held back tears because now it would affect her relationships with Ethan and Fox and it would hurt Noah more when she told him this relationship couldn't be. Best friends is all we can be…if he's willing to even be friends with me after this. Theresa looked into his eyes as he had woken by now. He smiled sleepily.

"Good morning, Dreamer."

Theresa smiled and returned the greeting. He placed his hands around her waist.

"Last night was the best night I've ever experienced," Noah expressed.

"Yeah, it was pretty good, wasn't it?" Theresa replied, not knowing how to break it to him.

Noah kissed Theresa, tasted her mouth. Boy does she taste so sweet…He loved her so much. He let go of her to admire her body. The satin sheets had fallen down to reveal her body to him. She was perfect in his eyes. He touched her body and it sent tingles in Theresa's body. She was embarrassed to be naked in front of him but his touch was intoxicating. He loved the shaped of her body; her curves.

"Listen Noah. I wanted to talk about us," Theresa started.

"No talking now. I just want you," he replied, moving closer to her and kissing her.

Theresa's breathing fastened. She flashed back to moments last night of their love-making. Over and over again…she couldn't remember when they fell asleep. She snapped out of it and sat up in the bed.

"Noah, I don't love you!" she cried in haste.

He stopped playing with her body and looked up. "What?"

"I'm so sorry, Noah. I led you on. It's my entire fault. I just gave into my desires and emotions and slept with you- twice. I love you, I really do but just as a friend. We're best friends. That's what it's always going to be; nothing more, nothing less. I'm incredibly sorry. I never wanted to hurt you Noah but I have and I take full responsibility for it," Theresa looked into his eyes.

They were hurt. Theresa could almost hear his heart breaking. Tears filled both of their eyes. Noah sat up and sighed heavily, looking down.

"Wow. I thought you loved me but it was only my imagination," he choked in tears. "I just…You don't have to be sorry."

A tear slid slowly down Theresa's cheek. "I should be. I feel so guilty."

Noah looked up to her. He took her into his arms and hugged her. "We'll always be friends. Always," he whispered, letting her go.

Then Noah got out of the bed. He sniffed his nose and wiped away his tears. Theresa watched him, looking for something. "Where are you going? What are you looking for?"

Noah turned to look at her. Theresa blushed as she looked at his naked body. "Well, um, I was going to go for a walk to clear my head. I'm looking for my clothes," he explained, the awkwardness in the room was so thick.

Theresa looked around the bed. She noticed his pile of clothes. She pointed at them. "They're here."

He blushed, grabbed his clothes. He hurriedly put them on like the room was going to explode if he wasn't faster. He looked back at Theresa before he left the room. It was like a reassuring look; he'll be fine.

Theresa sighed and left her emotions go. She cried and cried. What have I done? I've made so many mistakes, hurt so many people. I just can't let this go on any longer. I don't deserve either Ethan nor Fox, let alone them both. Theresa ran into the bathroom, washing herself in a desperate attempt to cleanse herself from her guilt and horrible feelings. The water was cold and Theresa shivered. She got out to look herself in the mirror. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her nose pinkish and runny. Her lips were almost blue. Theresa hair was a mess and dripping. She looked at her reflection and hated it. She was disgusted by what she saw. But she couldn't be like this. She needed to stay strong, to be mature about things. She had Ethan Martin to take care of. She couldn't abandon him. Theresa dried herself, got dressed and brushed her hair.

Suddenly, Ethan Martin ran into the room, fully dressed. Theresa had always been proud of her son; he was neat and tidy and was so intelligent for his age. She smiled as he got onto her bed to hug her tightly.

"Good morning mama!" he cried.

"Morning sweetie," Theresa replied and sniffed.

"Mama, are you alright? You look different," Ethan Martin asked his mother.

"I'm fine. I love you, honey."

"I love you too, mummy!" They hugged again.

"Why don't you set the table and I'll make you breakfast in a sec?" Theresa suggested.

Little Ethan nodded excitedly and obeying his mother's request, hopped out of the room.

Theresa looked at the covers on her bed. I need to change them. I need to change me…my life.

Theresa changed her bed sheets, replaced them with blue-coloured ones. She took the dirty ones down into the laundry room as she put them in the washing machine. Theresa then went to cook bacon and eggs for her son. They both ate in glee. She smiled contently; her son was her world.

"Mama, do you remember that you're taking me to Matt's house today?" Little Ethan questioned after finishing his breakfast.

Theresa sighed. "I forgot, Ethan Martin! You make friends so fast. No worries, I'll take you now," Theresa got up to place their dirty plates and cutlery in the dishwasher.

"Cool!" Ethan Martin cried, getting his bag, obviously filled with toys.

"I'm sorry, honey. Mama hasn't been too responsible for you lately," Theresa apologised, kneeling in front of her son.

"Mama, you're the bestest mama in the whole univert!" he cried, spreading his arms out wide to depict his universe.

Theresa laughed at his adorable and sweet compliment and hugged him.

"Come on Little Ethan or else your friend will think you're standing him up!"

Little Ethan's face wrinkled into confusion. "I don't stand on him. Uncle Luis told me never to hurt people!"

Theresa laughed again. "You'll know what I mean when you grow up, honey. Now do you have the address?"

"Uh-huh. Here."

"Ok, come on, into the car!"

And the two of them raced into Theresa's silver jaguar convertible.

Half an Hour Later…

Theresa had gotten home after dropping her son off at his friend's place. She had a chat with Matthew's mother and had driven home to collapse on the couch. She was alone, so alone. It was time to tell Fox. She picked up the phone, began dialling his number and then stopped. She put down the phone. I can't do it! He'll hate me! No, no, no, no! I can't be so selfish! Theresa took the phone again, grabbing it so tightly, her knuckles turned pail. She dialled his number. As she listened to the ringing, she took a deep breath. He obviously knew who had called him.

"Hey babe. What's up?" Fox answered.

"I'm sorry to call and disturb you. You're not in a meeting or anything, are you?" Theresa asked, hearing distant noises in the background.

"No. I've just gotten out of one. I have the rest of the day off. Is something wrong?"

Why does he have to be so nice to me? I don't deserve him!!! Theresa sobbed. "I'm SO sorry Fox! I hate myself so much for it!" Theresa cried.

"What?! What's wrong???" Fox asked, now very concerned.

"It's all my fault!!" Theresa continued.

"Theresa, I'm coming over. Don't do anything stupid ok? I love you!"

Theresa dropped the phone next to her, crying.

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Fox ran out of the office of the Crane Industries building. He was glad the lift was just letting out a batch of passengers. He hurried in and pressed the 'basement 1' button. He needed to hurry. What's wrong with Theresa? Oh, why do I have to have my office on the 45th floor?! Fox was worried. What did she do? Whatever it is, it'd never be bad enough to make me hate her…never, right? When the doors of the lift opened, Fox bolted to his Mercedes. Don't do anything stupid Theresa! I love you too much! Fox quickly backed out of his reserved parking spot and sped away.

When Fox eventually arrived at Theresa's front door half an hour later, he was really scared about what had happened. He pounded his fist on the door, attacking it.

"Theresa! Open up! Are you ok?" he yelled.

The door slowly swung open with a teary-eyed Theresa, looking down at the floor. Fox grabbed her into his strong arms and hugged her tight, breathing a sigh of relief. At least she didn't do anything stupid! She sobbed into his chest.

"Theresa, baby, it's ok. Let's sit down and talk hey?" Fox coaxed, letting himself in and settling both of them onto the couch.

He stood and looked into Theresa's red, swollen eyes and brushed her tears away with his thumb. She controlled herself and took deep breaths.

"I'm so sorry, Fox! I betrayed you! I did a horrible thing! I feel so bad and I can't stop feeling guilty about it! I'm so sorry!" Theresa squealed.

"Theresa! Calm down! What did you do that has made you so hysterical?" Fox asked, rubbing her shoulders.

Theresa was lost for words. Could she say the words to him? She needed to. "I…IsleptwithNoahtwice," Theresa sped.

"What was that?" Fox didn't quite catch it.

"I…I slept with Noah. Twice," Theresa held her head in shame.

Fox's eyes opened wide in shock as he fell back on the couch. He took a deep breath to let the information sink in.

"I'm so sorry, Fox. I made horrible mistakes. I let my emotions get the better of me and then when Noah said he loved me, I didn't know how to tell him I didn't. I was confused and oh, Fox, I didn't want to hurt you," Theresa pleaded, letting tears stream down her already wet face.

Fox looked into her hurt and guilty eyes. He sighed and hugged her.

"Theresa, it's ok. People make mistakes. I know I have. I mean, I can't even confess to you how many times I've slept with women. I can't begin to name all of them to you. And I feel guilty about that. I love you and there's nothing anyone can do that can stop me. I forgive you Theresa because I know how much it's hurting you and I want this pain to go away," Fox explained.

Theresa smiled and she felt herself rising from the ground. She kissed Fox on the lips.

"Thank you so much for understanding, Fox!" she cried and hugged him tightly.

"It's my job. So have you told Ethan?" Fox asked.

Theresa's smile slightly faded. "Yeah, I did. I rang him in Boston while you were getting here. He sounded hurt when he forgave me. He kind of changed the subject and was sounding pre-occupied. I'm worried Fox. I think I've lost him," Theresa confided.

Fox hugged her again, rubbing his hands up and down her back to soothe her. "It's going to be fine. You'll always have me."

Theresa looked into Fox's eyes; they were always so loving and optimistic. "I'm so glad you're here with me," she whispered.

"There's no other place in this universe I'd rather be but here," Fox replied and kissed her.

A/N Ok…end of fanfic is coming sooooooo soon!! Proposals at the latest 2 chapters from now!! Weddings and finale in less than 5 chapters!! I have this whole new Therox fanfic in my head so I want to finish this one!! Woah…so many reviews…has anyone gotten that much before? THANKS FOR ALL THE SUPPORT!!! MWA!!!