Those Who Laugh Last...Chapter Twelve {E/T, Gwen}
by sadhappygirl
 
 
 

Gwen kick off her shoes and grabbed her mail from the table in the foyer.

She was exhausted...

After sorting through her mail, she decided to treat herself to a warm bubble bath to wash away the grittiness of the day and to perpare hersef for the upcoming event of that night.

Ethan is going to be shock at first but once the neews finally sink in, he would want to do the right thing by divorcing Theresa to marry her for the sake of their child.

She knew him and the way he thinks, after all these years, she should.

But...

After all these years he didn't know her at all...

It was one thing to screw her over for that psychotic bitch Theresa...

She could handle that...

But now that her baby was involved...

IN no uncertain terms will she allow that bitch to breathe the same air as her child...

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Ivy paced around the room and peeked out the window. Ethan had been outside talking to Theresa for nearly an hour.

"Why can't we be together?" Theresa wondered. "We are married now."

Ethan ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and let out a long sigh.

"How many times must I explain this to you?" He asked. "I can't stand to look at you right now."

"Ethan, I know what I did was wrong." She sobbed. "But I did it for you, everything I do is for you..."

"Stop! Just-just stop it right there!" He screamed. "How is lying to me about your son paternity was for me?! Because the way I see it, the only person who benefitted from this whole...mess was YOU!"

"I couldn't lt you marry Gwen, you belong to me Ethan...fate..."

"The HELL with fate!" He roared. He took several deep breaths to calm himself down. "Look Theresa..." He took out his wallet and pulled out his credit card. "Take this and go get yourself a room." He said. "I don't care where you go just do it."

"Will you stay with me?"

"Theresa!" He shook his head in frustration. "Give me a call on my cell phone and I'll come talk to you later."

"Promise?"

"I promise, look I gotta go..."

As he placed his wallet back into his pocket, the note from Gwen fell to the ground.

Unnoticed...

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Ivy heard the sound of a car leaving...

"Oh thank God Ethan got that bitch to leave." She said to herself. "The sooner he get rid of her the better."

She heard the front door slam...

"Ethan?" She called out. "Ethan are you okay? I heard Theresa driving away, thank God you got rid of that crazy bitch, I don't know what I would have done if..."

Ivy let out a bloodcurdling scream...

Leaning in the doorway with her arms folded across her chest was Theresa...

"BOO!" Theresa laughed.

"Theresa! What are you doing in my house?!" Ivy yelled. Her heart was pounding hard against her chest. Get out!"

Theresa swaggered towards her...

"Relax Ivy, I'm no going to hurt you...yet." he grinned. "I'm just here to use your phone, then I will go and wait outside."

"Where's Ethan?! Where's my son?!"

"He said that he had to go...don't worry he'll be back."

Theresa picked up the phone and held it above her head as if she planned to use it as a weapon...

Ivy held up her arms to defend herself against the crushing blow...

"No Theresa!" She screamed...

Theresa dialed Miguel's number...

"Fool ya!" She laughed...

After she finished the call, she replaced the phone back on the table.

"Thanks for letting me use the phone Ivy." She smirked.

She gave Ivy a chilling look and threw back her head and laughed.

Ivy went to the liquor cabinet and grabbed the first bottle she saw...

And took a swig...

To calm her nerves...

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Ethan geeted Gwen with a bouquet of roses.

"For you." He grinned.

"Ethan, you shouldn't have." Gwen said as she placed the flowers on the table.

"Why not? You deserves them."

"Nothing has changd." She said. "I still think that you're a sack of sh!t."

He looked confused. "The why did you want to see me?"

"Like I told you in the note, we have a lot of things to discuss."

She gestured for him to sit down..

"What is it Gwen? You're scaring me! Are you dying? What?"

"Gwen took a deep breath and exhaled...

"Congratulations Ethan, you're going to be a father..."

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While Theresa waited for Miguel she noticed the small yellow envelope on the ground addressed to Ethan. She picked it up and read the note.

"It's from Gwen!" She gasped. "That sneaky tramp!"

Miguel pulled up besides her.

"Hello sis, hop in."

Theresa stuffed the note in her pocket and got in the car.

"Where to?"

"Why don't I drop you off at the Bennetts'?" She suggseted. "I need to use your car."

"What for?"

"Oh Ethan wants me to find a nice hotel room." She said nonchalantly. "We're finally going to have that talk." She smiled.

"Gee that's great Theresa." Miguel said. "Maybe you two can finally work things out."

"That's what we're hoping." Theresa chirped. As she tried to keep her true feelings under control...

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Ehtan stared at Gwen in disbelief...

"Are you sure it's mine?" He uttered.

Gwen hit him with a powerful right to the jaw...

Knocking him completely senseless...