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

      Ethan was so angry with Theresa that he couldn't trust himself around her. He had to get away from her before he did something that he would regret for the rest of his life.

He had been roaming around the Las Vegas for almost five days now, cruising the casinos up and down the strip.

He glanced a his watch, it was eleven o'clock; time to make the call to Theresa to let her know that he was alright.

The phone was picked up on the first ring...

"Ethan?" Theresa cried into the phone. "Is that you?"

"Of course it is Theresa." Ethan said calmly, trying very hard to mask the anger he still felt towards her.

"It's been almost a week." She said. "When are you coming back?"

Ethan heard the desperation in her voice.

"I don't know Theresa, I still have a lot on my mind."

"But it's our honeymoon." She whined. Ethan took his ear from the phone and sighed. "Ethan are you still there?"

He placed the phone back to his ear...

"Yes Theresa I'm here."

"I love you." She said.

There were an ackward silence...

"I gotta go."

"Ethn please don't hang up...Ethan we can work this out...Eeethan!"

He disconneted the call...

Flashback

"Ethan you can't leave me alone!" She cried. hysterically. "We're on our honeymoon! What would people think?!"

Ethan gaped at her. "My God Theresa, you just admitted to me tht you drugged me, basically kidnapped me and tricked me into marrying you, and all you can think about is what everyone else would think?!"

He shook his head in disbelief and chuckled angrily. "You don't think that you have done anything wrong! My God Theresa, you could have killed me!!"

He grabbed the empty complimentary champagne bottle and threw it against the wall above her head, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin. She let out a sceam and began to sob uncontrollably.

"I-I gotta go." He said as he grabbed his clothes. "If I stay here I might end up harming you."

Theresa watched as Ethan quickly got dressed...

"Where are you going to go?" She asked in a small voice.

For a second, Ethan could have sworn he was talking to a little girl, He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know." He repied. "This is Vegas, I'm sure I will find something to do."

"A-are you coming back?"

No answer...

Thresa began to breath erratically. "Ethan are you coming back?" She repeated.

Agian no answer...

He checked his appearance in the mirror and headed for the door...

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!!" She yelled angrily. "I WON'T LET YOU, ESPECIALLY AFTER WHAT I GAVE UP FOR YOU!!"

"What are you talking about now Theresa, you never gave up anything for me." Ethan smirked. "Not even your marriage to the Crane fortune until it suited you. You knew I wouldn't marry Gwen if that littly boy was mine."

"Well Ethan guess what?" She crossd her arms over her chest and looked him coldly in the eyes. "I lied, Ethan Martin isn't yours." She said icily. "So you are right, I knew that if I told you Ethan was yours, you would drop that wrench like a bad habit and come running back to me where you belong."

Ethan saw red...

He stepped towards her, Theresa grabbed the neck of the broken champange bottle and charged towards him like a raging bull.

"I WILL KILL YOU BEFORE I LET YOU GO BACK TO GWEN!!" She threaten.

Ethan grabbed her by the wrists in the nick of time and shook her until the broken glass fell from her hand.

"I'm leaving this room Theresa." He said as calmly as he could. "And you will NOT stop me."

He pushed her away from him, sending her reeling in the air...

She crshed against the edge of the bed...

He opened the door...

"Ethan if you leave me, I will kill myself." She warned him.

She quickly grabbed another piece of glass ndheldit up to her neck....

Ethan stopped in his tracks and exhaled sharply...

"Do what you have to do Theresa, I don't care anymore."

He walk out the door...

"I'll do it! She yelled. "I swear!"

Shutting the door behind him...

"Eeeethan!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. "Eeeethan!"

She let the glass slip to the floor...

End of Flashback

"Pour me another shot will ya barkeep." Ethan orderd. "And this time make it a double."

The bartender poured him a double shot of whiskey.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      Gwen had finally doze off to sleep when the phone rang.

"Arrgh!" Sh moaned. "Who is calling me at this time of the morning?"

She grabbed the phone off the hook.

"Hello?" She greeted sleepily.

"I'm sorry." The voic whispered.

"Excuse me?" Sh asked. "Who is this?"

"Gwen it's me."

There were no mistaken that voice...

"Ethan why are you calling me?"

"Gwen I'm so sorry." He repeated sluggishly.

"Ethan are you drunk?"

"Yep, I'm drunker than drunk." He giggled. "I'm beyond drunk."

"Do you know that it is 4:30 in the morninig?"

"Not in Vegas, it is still early."

"Vegas, it figures, Theresa had always been a freak show."

"I need someone to talk to." Ethan confessed. "And you're the only one I can talk to."

"Sorry, my days ayour sounding board is over...bye."

"No, no please Gwen don't hang up." H begged. "I really, really need to talk to you."

"What ever you have to say I'm sure Theresa, your wife will be more than happy to hear you out."

"I need someone I can trust and Theresa is not it."
"Don't tell me that the honeymoon is over."

"Theresa tricked me into marrying her."

"So what am I suppose to do? Wipe your ass and tell you I will make it all better?" She retorted. "You knew Theresa was a scheming bitch long before this happened."

"Sh drugged me, kidnapped me and got me to marry her." He wimpered. "She didn't want to wait until I was better so we can have a big church wedding." He complained.

Gwen became furious...

"You know what Ethan? I don't give a rat's ass how you ended up married to that skanky bitch!" She fumed. "You sh!t all over me for that whore, You said you couldn't live without her and that she's the mother of your child...wah, wah, wah, you wanted her, you got her! So stop acting like a punk ass bitch and take it like a man! I have no sympathy for you, you got exactly what you deserve!"

She slammed the phone on its receiver.

"He got some nerves calling me up and complaining about that bitch." She huffed.

The phone rang again...

"What?!" She yelled into the phne.

"Gwen I made a mistake." He sobbed. "Ethan Martin is not my son. She lied to me, she admitted doing it to prevent me from marrying you. She knew I would have gone back to her."

Gwen was very surprised that Theresa told the truth without being boxed in a corner.

"So Theresa told you about Little Ethan being Julian's son."

"You know?"

"Sure Sheridan told me and after I had a good laugh, I had to wonder what kind of woman will use her own child to snagged a man. She have no self respect or self esteem, her only goal in life was to snare you. Now that she has accomplished that, she will never let you go, she will squeezed all the life out of you until there is nothing left."

"I should have chosen you." He said. "you were the wisest choice."

Silence...

"Gwen did you hear me? I should have chosen you. You were the right woman for me all along."

"Tough golly golly hole--> , I do not want Theresa'a sloppy seconds. I do not have to beg for scraps from that bitch's table and that is what you are Ethan, scraps from Theresa's table!!"

She turned off the ringer and went back to sleep.

Ethan stared at the phone before replacing it back on it's reciever. He didn't blame Gwen for feeling the way she do about him, after all he threw her over for Theresa.

He sat at the bar and nursed his drink. He wasn't sure if he wanted to see Theresa again. He loved her there were no question about it but he wasn't sure if he could ever forgive her for the ultimate betrayal.

He finished hs drink and headed for the elevator.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      Theresa was relieved to see Ethan walk through the door.

He came back to me. She said to herself.

She watched as he undresse and got into bed.

"Ethan... She began.

"I'm tired." He interrupted.

"But Ethan..."

"I said let it go!" He snapped.

He turned his back towards her...

"We leave for Harmony tomorrow - on seperate flights." He informed her.

Theresa reached out to touch her husband but thought better of it...

Her marriage was over before it began...