Turning to face Chad, Whitney took his hand and said, “I know, I know. I want to spend the night with you too, but if we are going to prove to my dad that I can be responsible, then I have to get home early.” She smiled at him, her eyes begging him to understand.
“I know.” Chad hugged her. “But when is your life going to belong to you? I mean, you’re not a minor anymore; you are an adult. I just think that you should get to live your life the way that you want to, not the way your father wants you to. I mean, there are guidelines that he can teach you, but he shouldn’t dictate how you live every waking moment.” Chad sighed wearily, getting tired of this topic.
“He’s not just my father, he’s my coach.” Whitney stated. “And besides, I don’t want to waste a wonderful evening discussing this.” She leaned in for a kiss.
“You’re right! I am just glad that your mom understands. That is a load off my mind.”
“Yeah, me too. I just wonder what is up with Julian Crane…” she said thoughtfully, “why my mom suddenly puts up with him.”
“Maybe she feels guilty for the accident,” Chad suggested, his mind suddenly wandering. “Hey, did you notice how he touched her hand when he left?” he suddenly asked, remembering the gesture between Eve and Julian.
“I did see his hand brush hers, but I thought nothing of it,” Whitney said. “Why, what are you thinking?” she asked.
“I think that, and by no means do I mean to disrespect your mom, but I think that there is something going on between those two. I mean, you did say that Julian loved a woman once, and that she is here in Harmony. Maybe the woman he loves is your moms.”
Whitney laughed. “Sure, sure, my mom and Julian Crane; I don’t know why I didn’t see it before.” She slapped her leg and laughed harder.
“I’m being serious, Whit,” Chad said.
“What?” Whitney said, suddenly alarmed. “That’s crazy. My mom hates Julian Crane.”
“You’re right; it’s crazy.” Chad dismissed the subject and kissed her.
As they sat in the front seat of the car, kissing, they were startled by the sound of breaking glass.
“What was that?” Whitney asked.
“I don’t know, but I better check it out,” Chad said as he opened the car door. “You stay here. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I’m not staying here by myself,” Whitney said, her voice trembling with fear.
“All right, but stay close to me.” Chad took her hand as they approached the Russell house.
Slowly, making sure that they made no noise, Chad and Whitney crept up to the front door. Turning the doorknob gently, Chad quietly pushed the door open. There on the living room floor, partially covered in a blanket, lay Liz and TC, sleeping, broken drinking glasses on the floor beside them.
Quickly, Chad turned Whitney away. “It’s nothing. Let’s get out of here.”
“Why? What’s wrong, Chad?” Whitney pushed past him and entered the house.
Stifling a scream, Whitney turned and ran back out of the house, crying. “Liz and my father?! This can’t be happening!” she cried as she ran blindly into the street, oblivious to the traffic.
Julian had been taking his time going home, and had decided to cruise by the Russell home, for whatever reason. Maybe he thought that he might feel better about his current position in Eve’s life if he saw that she had a happy family, a happy home, even without him. Julian was willing to step aside for the sake of Eve’s happiness. If she wanted her life with TC and the girls, then he was just going to have to accept it.
As he approached the Russell home, he suddenly slammed on his brakes when two young people raced out into the street. Narrowly missing them, Julian clutched his heart, trying to calm its frantic pounding. He opened the car door and was about to start yelling at them when he noticed that it was Whitney and Chad. Whitney was crying hysterically.
“What’s wrong?” he asked in alarm.
“Nothing, I have it under control,” Chad said, trying to discourage Julian from prying any further.
“The hell you have!” Julian said when Whitney continued to sob uncontrollably. “What happened?” he demanded again, looking up at the Russell home. Then he noticed that the front door was open. Fear gripped him as he rushed to the door, praying that nothing serious was wrong.
When he stepped into the house, his heart stopped at the sight in front of him - TC and Liz fumbling for their clothes.
“You bastard!” Julian roared in anger as he slammed the door shut and approached TC and Liz. “How could you do this to Eve?” He swung a fist and punched TC.
TC reeled from the impact and sat down on the floor, spitting blood that oozed from his lips. Suddenly overcome by an almost demonic rage, TC realized that it was Julian Crane that had hit him. He staggered to his feet, screaming, and rushed at Julian, throwing himself into him, fists flying.
Stunned, Julian stumbled back, almost falling. One of TC’s fists connected with his nose, and he howled in pain. ‘I am too old for this shit!’ Julian thought as he tried to wipe the blood from his nose.
When TC rushed him again, Julian stepped aside, and TC went flying into the wall. With a sickening thud, he sank to the floor. Julian reached down and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him to his feet.
His eyes wild with rage, TC glared murderously at Julian. “I’m going to kill you!” he screamed, swinging his fists.
“Not today, you aren’t,” Julian said matter-of-factly and then punched him one more time. TC sank to the floor, out cold. “That was for Eve,” Julian said as he rubbed his knuckles and backed away in disgust.
Julian stood for a moment and stared at the crumpled figure of TC lying on the floor. He glared at Liz, who was shivering on the sofa, and then turned to leave.
Chad and Whitney had come rushing in when they heard TC screaming and stepped aside when Julian approached them. He tried to speak but his nose hurt too badly, and frankly he didn’t know what to say to them anyway. With another disgusted look at TC, he straightened up and tried his best to smooth his disheveled appearance. He slowly walked back to his car, wishing that he could somehow protect Eve from the pain that she was surely going to have to endure.
After Julian had left, Chad turned to Whitney. “What was that all about? I never thought that Julian Crane would try to avenge your moms.”
Whitney wiped her tears as she glared at Liz. "And to think that I respected and admired you!" she hissed.
Liz, suddenly aware of what this was going to do to the girls, hung her head in shame. She hadn't wanted to hurt Whitney and Simone. Then, as she thought of Eve, her concern for them flew out the window, and she smiled to herself. 'Go on, Whitney,' she thought. 'Tell Mommie Dearest everything you saw tonight.'
“I want to get out of here. I never want to lay eyes on these two again!” Whitney snorted in disgust.
“Come on, we’ll go to my place,” Chad said.
“We can’t leave like this. What if Simone comes home and finds them?” Whitney said frantically.
“She’s staying with the Bennetts tonight. She called me earlier and told me where I could find her,” Chad said as he pulled Whitney toward the door.
Whitney looked back once more and started to cry again. “I can’t believe this has happened, Chad. My poor mom! What are we going to tell her?”
Holding her close, Chad ushered her to the car, trying to comfort her. “It’s going to be OK, you’ll see.”
“No, Chad, I don’t think it’ll ever be OK again.” Whitney leaned against him and cried.