Unknown Passions: Fan Fiction
Determintation
Theresa walked into her 1st class state room suite, a marvelous room suddenly spread out before her eyes: a spectacular array of art spread across the walls, the marble fire place was right in front of her, and flowers, everywhere.
"Wow. Great job Phyliss! Thank you!" She exclaimed, smiling towards her maid, Phyliss.
"Your welcome Mrs. Crane."
"Now," Theresa said, "There's only two things missing,"
"And what might that be, Mrs. Crane?" Phyliss asked.
"Well, first of all, where's my baby?"
"He's in here Mrs. Crane,"
Theresa followed Phyliss into the next room, and walked over to a large wooden crib.
"HEY!" Theresa said, lifting up her baby.
"Momma."
"Did he just say-" Phyliss began.
"He called me Momma!" Theresa said, smiling at her baby, as she sat him back down.
"Now he only needs a da-da." Theresa said.
"Mrs. Crane," Phyliss stammered, "what is the other thing that's missing?"
Theresa was now holding a photograph, smiling at it.
"Mrs. Crane?"
"Oh! Phyliss!" Theresa said, realizing Phyliss. "What's missing? THIS is missing...but when this voyage ends, it won't be. I promise."
Theresa held the picture up to Phyliss, a picture of Ethan, a smile spreading across her face.
"You'll be mine Ethan. Mine. Just wait until this voyage is over. You'll feel like throwing that blonde headed bitch overboard when you realize who you really love. Promise." She thought to herself.
"F-13...F-13. Ah! Here it is!" Fox was running down the passageways of the third class cabins, searching for his, and then he walked in.
Inside, was a small, vaugely decorated room, mostly colored white. There were two bunk beds on each side of the room, and a small dresser drawer in the middle. One other room mate was already in there.
Fox walked in, sat his suitcase to the side, lay on the bottom bunk to the right, and sighed.
"Long trip. Took alot outta me to get on to this ship. So, what's your name?" Fox looked over at the man, sitting on the bunk, a flabergasted look spreading over the man's face.
"I no Englese! Hablas Espanol?"
"Uhh...yeah...I saw alot of rats around here too, but seriously, what can you expect?" Fox said, smiling slyly.
"Just kidding! Si!"
Theresa walked out of her stateroom, and peered across the hall at the room on the other side. Suddenly, the door popped open, and out walked Gwen and Ethan.
"Finally," thought Theresa, "Now I can get in there and just see what Gwen is hiding..."
"I'm determined!"
"Determined to do what, Miss Theresa?"
"Wha..FOX?!"
Theresa turned around, there stood the man she had met earlier, Nicholas Fox.
"Wait, wait. Your third class, how did you get up he-" Fox covered Theresa's mouth with his own quickly, then bent over to her face, smiling, and whipspered gently to her, "Don't tell anyone. I snuck up here. It was easy enough."
"Right..." said Theresa.
"I really have something I need to do, would you mind?" Theresa said, looking toward the door to the room that Ethan and Gwen had left.
"Sure." said Fox.
"Thanks."
Theresa, walked over towards the door, and tried to turn the knob. The door wouldn't budge.
"Uggh."
POP!
The door burst open, and Theresa fell inside onto the floor.
"Ethan, I forgot my hat for dinner, could you go get it for me?" Came a voice from the distance.
"Sure dear."
"Oh no! They'll catch me for sure!" Theresa thought, trying to jump up, but her dress was snagged on a nail on the door, she began tugging, and right about the time her dress ripped off-
"THERESA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!"
