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Date Posted: 18:15:53 09/27/02 Fri
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's message, ""Almost Fatal"© " on 21:47:12 09/20/02 Fri
Title: Almost Fatal
Author: DeeCKidd
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from “Passions” Soap Opera
Place: A vacant warehouse in Harmony, MA.
It was a foggy and stormy night. The mysterious woman dressed in a long black dress with a black scarf covering her head, paced back and forth in the deserted and dark warehouse. Dark sunglasses covered her eyes, which became fogged with the misty cool night air.
"Where is he?" The woman demanded, in a low husky voice. "I need this information to get my revenge. I will not be made a mockery of. Not now, not ever!" She continued to walk back and forth, when all of a sudden the old door to the warehouse flew open bringing in a gush of wind and rain. In the doorway, a small frail looking figure appeared, dripping wet with the effects of the storm.
"Do you have it?" The woman now panting.
The small man stepped inside closing the door behind him. Walking up to the woman, he pulled a long brown envelope from the inside of his soaked trench coat.
"Y-e-s b-o-s-s," He said with a shaky voice.
“Well give it to me you imbecile!”
The woman’s voice was angry but excited with anticipation as she snatched the package from the frail man. She tore opened the envelope and pulled out the contents therein, and read very carefully.
"Oh my god!" She gasped. "I cannot believe this. After all these years I finally know the truth." The woman laughed a very nasty and dangerous cackle.
"Well, well, well, the ball is finally in my corner. I WILL get my revenge on the fine citizens of Harmony, and I will not ever be made a mockery of again!"
More laughs came from the woman as she exited the abandoned warehouse into the cool windy summer night thunderstorm.
Penthouse Apartment in Chicago Illinois
Theresa sat at her window overlooking the beautiful Lake Michigan. She had lived in Chicago for four years and loved it very much. Everything about the city was wonderful in Theresa's eyes. She adored the skyline and the very old structured buildings in this very old town.
She had come a long way from the little girl she was when living in Harmony. A little girl with big dreams, her mother would say. But Theresa knew that all of her dreams would come true one day, and she just happened to be living one of those dreams right now. A prestigious Fashion Designer with demands on her work all over the country. A Paris company wanted her in Europe, but Theresa thought that she should be true to her country and make a name for herself here.
"TERISITA LOPEZ FASHIONS" was her dream. Theresa dropped the Fitzgerald much to mother's dismay. She told her that her name would change anyway when she became Mrs. Ethan Crane.
Pilar still didn't know how she pulled off being Ethan's girl. His plans were to marry Gwen Hotchiss, but somehow he fell in love with Theresa. The last thing she told her daughter before she left for college was that she should be honest with Ethan about all the schemes she performed trying to steal him away from Gwen.
Theresa didn't think it mattered since Ethan declared his love for her, but Pilar said that secrets somehow found themselves surfacing when you least expected. Theresa left for college thinking that her conscience was cleared when she confessed to loving him ever since she was little. But Ethan didn't put two and two together, so Theresa left it like that; with Ethan having no clue at all. He just thought that she meant that she knew her prince charming would come for her one day. He didn't have to know that Chuck was a set up. And he didn't have to know that she planned to show up everywhere he was, just to make sure he saw her as much as possible. Theresa told her best friend Whitney that what she was doing wasn't wrong.
"Only a fool wouldn't go after what they wanted." Theresa said. "You can't just sit and dream about what you want. You have to do something about achieving your goals."
Whitney shook her head at her hopelessly in love friend, and hoped that she would wake up and come out of her fantasy world, but there wasn't anything Whitney or Pilar could do. Theresa was set. She was about to start a new journey entering into college, and her and Ethan had worked out a plan where he would come and see her every weekend.
Theresa stood and walked over to her kitchen and put her coffee cup on the counter. She was so engulfed in her thoughts that she forgot that she was drinking her morning cup of coffee. She walked to her bathroom and ran her shower. As she undressed from her blue laced negligée, and stepped into the shower, her mind quickly turned to Ethan. She remembered so vividly the first time her and Ethan shared a shower together. It was just like it was yesterday.
Four years earlier
Theresa crept out of bed trying not to disturb Ethan who slept so silently beside her. She had already watched him for an hour sleeping like a baby. She couldn’t believe what she had done. She wanted to make love to Ethan, but she never knew it would be so soon. What would her family say if they found out? Luis would be sure to send her off to some private place to get away from Ethan. It was too late to join a convent, even though that would have been his first choice. Theresa laughed at the irony.
She walked to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. “I was so afraid.” She said to herself. “But Ethan was so gentle, so patient.” Her mind quickly turned to the night before.
"Theresa, I've got to have you right here, right now!" Ethan had told her.
"Yes Ethan! Now!" She remembered trembling.
“Are you sure?” Ethan had asked her before picking her up in his arms.
“Yes Ethan, I trust you.”
Ethan carried her into the bedroom, and placed her on the bed with her back resting against the headboard.
“You are so beautiful Theresa.” He said admiring her almost naked body. “This is your first time isn’t it?”
“Yes.” Theresa said shaking.
“You know we can wait until you are sure you want to do this.”
“I’m sure Ethan. I’ve waited so long to be in your arms, and I know that you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.”
“Theresa you are such an innocent. I just want your first time to be special and with someone you truly love.”
Theresa put her hands up to Ethan’s mouth to hush him. “I love you Ethan. It’s you that I want with all my heart. I’ve never felt such passion with anyone else.”
“But Theresa”… Ethan managed before she pulled him close to her kissing him very passionately on the lips.
She sat back and started unbuttoning his shirt. Soft music played in the background as she leaned forward kissing his bare chest.
Ethan gave a seductive sigh. “Theresa, I want you so bad.”
Theresa going from his chest to his neck mumbled, “I want you too Ethan.”
“Dance with me.” Ethan said standing and reaching out his hand to her.
Theresa took Ethan by the hand and fell into his arms as they moved to a very slow and seductive beat on the stereo.
Ethan moved his hands down her back very slowly stopping at the snaps of her black bra. He unsnapped one by one taking in deep breaths as he went along.
Theresa’s heart was beating so fast that she nearly fainted.
“Are you O.K.? Ethan asked in a low husky voice.
“Yes.” Theresa managed, taking in deep breaths as well.
When Ethan unsnapped the last snap, he stepped back letting the bra fall to their feet. They stood there and looked into each other’s eyes.
He pulled Theresa closer allowing her breast to rub against his soft hairy chest. Kissing her, he felt her hands move to the buckle of his belt.
She gracefully unbuckled it, unsnapped his pants and unzipped it with one easy stride.
Ethan let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them with no struggle. Still kissing, he walked her backwards to the bed and fell upon it when they reached it.
It wasn’t hard coming out of the last of their garments. They were ready for this. It felt right, and it felt good.
The slow steady grooves and the low moans from Ethan made Theresa felt like she was doing something right.
After what seemed like hours of love making, both Ethan and Theresa came to a climax with loud breathy groans.
Breathing heavily Ethan asked her if she was all right.
“Yes Ethan.” She mumbled.
“Would you like a drink of water or something?”
“No Ethan, all I want is for you to hold me and never let me go.”
Ethan held her close in his arms and watched her drift off to sleep. He stayed up for about another hour watching her with love in his eyes. He knew at that moment that he would always love her, and that nothing would ever come between the love they shared.
Theresa stepped into the shower and let the warm water flow through her hair.
“This feels so good,” she said to herself. She washed every inch of her body wanting to feel fresh and clean for when she walked back out to the bedroom where Ethan lay.
Just as she reached for the knob to turn the water off, a hand reached from behind her stopping her in mid stream.
“Ethan?” Theresa said blushing at the site of him.
Ethan said nothing but took her in his arms and kissed her. When he finally came up for air he said,
“Sorry I startled you. It was just that you look so beautiful standing here with your hair dripping.”
“It’s O.K. Ethan. I would rather be in here with you anyway.”
“Why didn’t you wake me?” Ethan said bringing the soap to lather.
“You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn’t want to wake you.”
“I was dreaming of you, you know. In fact I was dreaming of taking a shower with you. Funny how things happen just like we want them to.”
When the young couple left the shower, they dressed and went to the kitchen for breakfast.
“You look cute in my shirt Theresa.”
“I’m sorry I had to punch a extra hole in your belt buckle. But it was the only way I could keep these shorts up.”
“I would like them better if they were down.” Ethan smiled.
“I bet you would.” Theresa giggled.
Back to the Present
Theresa stepped out of her shower smiling that she could remember four years later, every detail of her and Ethan’s first time together. It had been many more times since then, but each time seemed fresh and newer than the last.
She quickly dressed in a white cotton tank top with blue shorts and went to check the time. “8:20,” she mumbled.
For the last four years, Ethan had either called or paged Theresa exactly at 9:10 every morning to say I love you. He never missed calling, and Theresa never missed his call. They were perfect for each other, and everyone knew it. But it hadn’t always been that way. The first test of fate was the day Ethan told his family that Theresa was the woman he loved, and that he planned to have a future with her.
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