Back again 🙂 I’m doing pretty good getting these updates out haha, which this generation is going to be longer than Meri’s just an fyi. But, I feel like just a few chapters I’ll be finishing it up, hard to believe considering its been a year since this generation started. This chapter is relatively long, but no way I could break it up into two parts. I’d say its a fair amount of dialogue instead of narration.
Hmm not sure what else to mention. Oh! This will be the last chapter for awhile because I’m itching to switch sim families, and there’s a generation I have yet to even start in one family haha. Plus, I need a break from plotty sim playing.
Things to note:
1. Profanity may be used
2. Full moon decided to come out when I didn’t want it to, so lighting is a bit weird towards the end, I attempted to deal with it the best I could.
3. POV will shift in this chapter, and will be noted.
“What do you think the doctor wants to talk to you about so last minute?” Straw asked
“Honestly I have no idea. I passed all of my evaluations, and there’s nothings seriously wrong with me physically or internally, at least nothing serious that I know. Probably give me a pep talk about how I should talk to someone through my problems.” I speculated
She did have a point. What did they want to talk to me about? They told I could be discharged an hour ago. I hope everything is alright or they don’t bring one of those child-like psychologists who talks to me like I’m a child. I was just as baffled as her. That was until the nurse came in.
“Ms. Clementine Moscato?” she asked
“So everything is alright, and you are ready to be discharged, we just have one final thing to discuss. After running those blood and urine samples we took from you, it turns out you are about four weeks pregnant. Congratulations on the new addition to your life. The doctor has scheduled some prenatal appointments for you so you can get up to date on the pregnancy and know what to expect. Otherwise, you are free to go.”
“Ww-what? Me? Pregnant?” my eyes widened with each reiterated word
No. I can’t be. Couldn’t be. My worst fear just came true. I’m carrying half of my rapist inside of me. No matter what I do, I can’t be free from his clutch. I broke down right then and there. The tears just started to fall from my eyes, and I quickly covered my face, trying to hide my sobs from the two women standing in front me of me.
“This….this can’t be happening.” I cried
“And you’re for certain she’s with child?” Straw chimed in
I could hear the disappointment in her voice, as she said “with child”. I was too ashamed to even look at her as I hung my head low with shame. A poor college student who went and got herself pregnant. I’m sure that’s what she’s thinking. I could feel her eyes on me, just waiting to say something to me.
However, I wasn’t expecting to be railroaded when I was finally was discharged and home once again. Just when I thought I repaired my relationships, it seems they were about to fall apart all over again.
“I can’t believe you Clementine! I cannot believe you! I swear on my berry sweet mother that you better not have tried that because you are now pregnant.” she immediately started to scream at me
“No. Never. I didn’t do any of this because I’m pregnant. I swear! I didn’t even know until the nurse told me today!” I drew back, trying to explain myself
“Oh do not feed me that shit Clementine. You wanted our pity party for you because you had a hunch you were pregnant and instead of taking responsibility for your actions and the outcomes. You make me sick. Here we are rushing to your aide, but you’ve been playing us the whole time.”
“How can you say that Strawberry? Do you really think I knew I was pregnant. I had no idea. Didn’t you see the shock I was in?”
“Whoa, ladies whats all the yelling about? I thought you guys mended your relationship?” Almond cut in
“Oh so did I. Until she pulls this shady shit on me. Go ahead Clemmy, tell Almond how you tried to drown yourself due to the fact of a pregnancy.” Straw bellowed
After ranting about supposed actions and announcing my pregnancy to the world, she eventually walked off and left, slamming the door behind her. So much for discretion.
“Is that true Clementine?”
“Of course not Almond. I would never endanger the life of someone else. Besides, I just found out I’m pregnant today before I left the hospital. How was I supposed to know?” I clarified
“Well, all I have to say is it better not be true. In fact, hearing you’re pregnant is a shock itself. But, no child deserves a mother who won’t take her obvious actions to heart and as suggested, take responsibility. I hope for your sake, and your unborn’s child’s sake, that won’t be you. ” he warned
Then just as the other berry, whom I thought was my friend, he walked off. Once again, I felt helpless. I don’t know why no one was believing me. I would never hurt someone else’s life. Never. Even if, I don’t agree with how this child was conceived or despise its’ father. I felt a frown slowly form, once again I’m a alone with no one to turn to. They don’t understand, this wasn’t a choice.
But, I’m sure if they knew the truth they would tell me I didn’t even try to tell them.
I decided I’d go somewhere, where I can usually think clearly and think in silence. No, I wasn’t going to the beach either. I went to the library instead. You’re probably thinking that’s a bad choice, because this is where I met my rapist but he can’t take this place away from me. I won’t let him. This is my sanctuary and I’m going to fight to keep it. It was starting to get late, but I didn’t care. The library was open twenty-four hours here and that meant not a lot of people would be there. I just wanted to sit there, and think about everything that’s lead up to this point.
If I wouldn’t of came to the library that night, I probably would have never met him. But, nope. I just had to have the urge to read in silence. I couldn’t of just read at home. That’s too easy. This could of all been prevented if I would of just stayed home.
Just one small mistake lead up to this. That’s when I started to feel my belly, and try to visualize being a mother and the growing baby inside me. I’m going to be a mom. Never thought I’d hear those words. I didn’t even plan on having a family. But, here we are. I am pregnant with my attacker’s child, and a part of him is inside me. At least for nine months, then a part of him is combined with me and is now in the form a berry. An innocent baby who has to grow up without a father, and will probably never know him because of the monster he is.
How am I going to do this? I can barely take care of myself. I’m falling apart at the seams as it is. Admitting defeat before I even become a mom made me upset. This child doesn’t deserve this kind of life or upbringing, but now its their fate. There’s no way I’m going to be able to single parent someone who reminds me of someone who destroyed my whole life.
“Its impossible.” I sobbed to myself
“This can’t be done. I can’t help raise this child. What if I’m a horrible mom.”
I was just finishing some research for my final projects, when someone was crying hysterically on the second floor of the library. I tried to ignore her, but I mean this is a library? Go cry at home, some of us actually use this place to study.
Of course, that was until I got off the computer and saw who this woman was. It was Clementine. She was Almond’s friend, the one I met and was actually, quite rude to. I started to walk towards her, but then stopped to awkwardly elude her. Should I go talk to her? What if she hates me and wishes to never see me again. I mean, I basically told her off and she looks in distress already. But, then again….Almond did tell me about her recent shortcomings, about how she tried to submerge herself under water. So I should go talk to her, make sure she’s okay.
During my sob fest, I heard someone else on the floor, but I ignored them. Until I see feet standing next to me. I recognized her feet, it was Elixir? What is she doing here?
“Elixir? What are you doing here?” I sniffled
“I came to see if you were alright, since I could hear you crying.” she replied
Elixir? Coming to see if I’m alright? That’s surprising considering she despises me as being Almond’s friend. But, at least she’s here and I can maybe talk to someone, if my conscious lets me.
“Soo, are you alright? Crying at midnight, in a library usually isn’t a good sign.”
I wasn’t sure if she actually knew about what was going on with me or not, but I decided to lie.
“Oh I’m alright, just a little emotional these days is all. Sorry for bothering you.”
“Yeah, I don’t mean to pry or sound rude but, you were crying as if someone died, and as I mentioned in the library. Plus, Almond told me about the problems you’ve been facing lately. I don’t think you’re okay Clementine.” she pointed out
She was right. I’m not okay. I’ve been sexually violated by someone I trusted, tried to kill myself and now am carrying his baby. I’m harboring too much guilt and stress. I can’t hold this in any longer.
“No, you’re right. I’m in horrible condition. My life has been ripped from me for the past month. First, I meet someone I thought I could trust, but only ended up being betrayed.” I wailed
“What? How did they betray you?”
“He, he, “
“He what Clementine. Please, tell me so I can help you.” she pleaded
“He raped me, and now I’m pregnant with his child. I don’t think I can handle much more.” I sobbed
As I was wiping away tears from my eyes, I could tell Elixir wasn’t sure how to respond to that kind of news. But, a huge sigh of relief has been lifted from my chest. I feel like I can breathe again, knowing someone finally knows. But, now I had to really explain. I just hope I’m ready for that.
“Uh..I’m sorry, I’m not sure what to say Clementine.”
“Do you want to tell me more about this man though. It sounds like you’ve been keeping this a secret for a long time. I don’t want to push you, but I can tell you’re already feeling some relief.” she said
“Um. Yeah, I can try to. You’re the first person I told, so I’m not sure how open I’ll be.”
“That’s okay. Start off small. Who is he?”
“His name is Choc Bean, I met him here actually. At the library. That’s when he asked me out, and we had a great time. He was funny, classy and smart. I couldn’t believe a man like him would want to go out with me actually.” I started
“By the third date, we went to a movie and he was walking me home because it was dark out. A night like tonight. We were walking on the path behind the house, and his attitude changed. He was more demanding and was curious about my personal history with men. I told him that wasn’t important and I didn’t want to tell him. He then started to joke about how I’ve probably never been with a man and then he forced himself on me. I told him no, repeatedly. And I mean repeatedly.”
“I believe you Clementine. No means no.” she soothed
“And now, now, I’m pregnant and have no idea how I’m going to raise a child that was conceived in the worst way possible. Or the fact he or she will share DNA with that horrible man.” I started to cry again
“Hey, don’t cry Clementine. After telling me what you just went through, you’re strong enough to keep your head up still. You will make it through this, its just going to be a long road and as you’ve probably come to know, an emotional one too. Here, let’s sit down.” she reassured
“Are you going to go through the pregnancy then?”
“Well, every child deserves life so of course I am. But, then again I’m torn between how I”m going to parent a child who will remind me of my rapist. What if my son or daughter ends up looking just like him. Plus, what if they ask about their father? There’s a lot of unanswered questions that need to be concerned. Plus, I’m going to need a lot of support which I don’t have right now.” I explained
“Even though we aren’t exactly friends yet, I want you to know I’ll support here. This wasn’t your choice. I’m sure if you told Almond and Strawberry they will behind you too.” she smiled
“I don’t know about that. Straw was there when they told me I was pregnant, and she thinks I tried to commit suicide because of this baby. But, I had no idea I was pregnant, and I would never endanger someone else’s life. Then she went and blew it all up to Almond, and I think he fears the same thing. So, they aren’t exactly happy with me.”
“What? That’s ridiculous. That berry of a woman had the audacity to say that to you. And Almond believed her? Almond needs to be talked to then. They both should know that wouldn’t be like you. I can even tell.”
Its strange how much better I felt telling Elixir about what happened to me. For someone to just listen has you tell her details that were humiliating and inappropriate, it meant a lot. I’m glad she was here tonight. Having someone hear me out with no judgement. Especially since we didn’t start off on the right foot. I’m glad I built up the courage to come clean. I feel like, for the first time in this past month, everything will be okay as they’ve been telling me.
“Listen, your baby may share half of its’ DNA with its berryhole of a father, but you’re the one who’s going to carry this baby to term, and be there when they’re welcomed into the world. That’s what makes a parent. Your baby will love you unconditionally, as I’m sure you will him or her. I think you’ll be a great mom, even if you have no idea what you’re doing.” she pulled me into a hug
“Thanks. I really needed this. You have no idea how much guilt I’ve been keeping inside.” I let out a small smile
“You’re welcome, but you need to tell Strawberry and Almond. If they knew the truth, they wouldn’t of acted like they did. The more you share, the better you’ll feel. As painful as that sounds. I’ll be there for you when you decide to tell them.”
I think…I think I’m finally going to be saved.
Elixir Rush Parfait is provided by alfalfalegacy/Minty. Thank you for letting me borrow her 🙂 I’m sorry it took so long for her part to come into play though!
That was Chapter Eight 🙂 I think this is a chapter a lot of readers were hoping for. I’m going to take a little break from The Moscato’s though, so enjoy the four updates while they lasted haha. Thanks for reading and commenting.
Hello hello! Part Two is finally here! 🙂 Part One got such great reviews! and I wanted to thank you all for your kind words! I really appreciate it! I hope Part Two will measure up haha, its much longer than part one and did not plan on that, so I apologize ahead of time. I’m more excited for the next chapter haha because it will be another one of those chapters I think you guys will like.
As usual some things to note haha
1. Part Two is mainly conversation, less narrating. It was hard to convey facial expressions/conversation in little pictures so I got a little overboard.
2. I don’t believe any profanity is used, but if there’s a small chance you’ve been warned.
3. There are some outfit changes that look weird and screw up the shot, but please try to ignore the green shirt you’ll see Clemmy in for two shots. Its annoying I know.
4. There is a puddle of water in one picture, the sink just happened to break at that moment and was too lazy to move the sim to a different room. Just ignore lol.
5. POV will shift in this update, and will be noted throughout. But, just so you’re aware of the change. We will start off with Clementine’s POV as usual.
I started to tousle around, just awaking from a deep slumber that felt like years. I could tell I wasn’t in my own bed because of how uncomfortable I was. I slowly kicked my legs around to change positions and slowly open my eyes. The room I was in was extremely bright and pure white. “I’m in the hospital I bet” I told myself.
Sure enough I looked to the left of me and there were three chairs for visitors to sit at, and to the right a small table with a fresh flower gently suspended in a vase. That’s when I was alarmed by two people talking far off in the distance. I glanced over by the door, and it was Almond talking to a nurse. I could really make out what they were saying, but I imagine it was about my status or their conclusions of me. Made me cringe that they were talking about me without me knowing or even me being awake.
“We gave her a sedative so she could sleep. Her body seemed to be dehydrated and like she hasn’t slept in awhile. She should be waking up anytime now.” the nurse stated
I slowly got up and changed into clothes that were laid out next to my bed. Seems Almond has been looking after me since being admitted. I slowly leaned in to listen to their conversation, curious to what their prognosis is. Almond seemed to just nod in acknowledgement of the nurse’s statements.
“Also, we’re going to keep her overnight a few days for a clinical observation. This is clearly a suicide attempt and we want to make sure she’s not clinically depressed and has the right mindset for her own health and safety.”
“Is that really necessary? I mean, I know I haven’t known her that long and she and I aren’t exactly close, but I don’t think she’s a threat to herself.” he inquired
“Mr. Cashew, I’m going to be frank. When someone tries to hurt their own life, there usually is more going on than what meets the eye. Now, since you are not family I can’t tell you any specific details. But, for Clementine’s best interest and the interest of others we are going to observe her behavior and hopefully have her open up to someone. Does that make sense?” the nurse reexplained
“I see. And yes, I understand. Just hard to believe her emotional state would be shaken to its core is all. Sorry for my disbelief.”
That’s when the nurse nodded in agreement to Almond’s words. Great, someone was here with me and I was going to be bombarded with questions. I’m still not prepared for everyone’s ambush. They’re going to mean well, but still. No one can know. Never. My story is so degrading and what if they don’t believe me? I let out a large sigh. That’s when Almond’s head snapped in my direction. Well, here goes Clementine.
“I didn’t realize you were awake.” he looked surprised
“Just enough to hear your conversation with the nurse.” I admitted
“Oh….you heard that?”
“Yeah, but its okay. I was going to eventually.”
“How are you feeling?” he half-smiled
“I’ve been better haha. I’m okay, just feel very weak.” I let out a small laugh
That’s when I stood up and Almond smiled. He must be glad that I’m okay. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about it yet. But, a small part of me is relieved to be breathing.
“How long have I been here?”
“Umm, just a little over twenty-four hours. They knocked you out so you could sleep and not wake up in a panic. Hope you don’t mind.”
I smiled and then looked down at the floor. How do you explain to someone you basically just did try to end your life? Not exactly a conversation starter….then again I wasn’t exactly expecting the next words to come out of Almond’s mouth.
” Clementine, why the berry would you try to end your own life?!” He shouted out of anger and misunderstanding
I started to frown and wince at his hurtful words. Who was he to judge my actions? He didn’t know one thing about my choice and thought pattern at the time. Who does he think he is to be the one looking from the outside in and to automatically judge and demand an answer. I didn’t like his tone on top of that. At this point, I wasn’t interesting in explaining myself to anyone. Even if that meant the usually nice and gentle Almond.
“You wouldn’t understand.” I whispered
That’s when Almond’s demeanor changed. Instead of his lips pouting out and body being tensed up, he sighed with defeat and frowned along with me.
“I may not understand. But, I want to. I want to know why the nicest and sweetest berry I know tried to submerge herself at the beach one rainy day.”
“Please Clementine, I don’t want these so called “professionals” deeming you as a clinically insane berry. I know you aren’t one. There has got to be a reason you tried to drown herself.” he pleaded
What? How does he know-
That’s when I realized it. He was the one I felt around me. Almond is the one who pulled me out of the water that day. He’s the one who admitted me to the hospital…..
That’s when I became embarrassed. I can’t believe he watched me submerge myself in the clear waters of the beach. I felt my body start to tense up. No wonder he was so interested. He actually saw the whole thing, didn’t just hear about it.
“Look, I can’t tell you Almond. I know that’s not what you want to hear, but I can’t.” I stuttered
“Are you sure? I’m no doctor, but talking about what is troubling you is better than keeping it in.” he looked concerned
I am truly grateful he’s this devoted to our friendship, but…
“Look. I know you’re being nice and as my friend you’re concerned, but I’m not ready and don’t want to tell you Almond.”
*sighs* “Okay Clementine. Do you want me to get you some water? “
I nodded. Turning away from him as the tears started to stream down my face. I couldn’t stand to face the horrible crime that was committed against me. I just want to forget about it. But, that’s when Almond turned right around and came up to be again.
“I tried to have Strawberry come see you, but she told me she doesn’t want to see you or talk to you. Did you guys have a fight? Is that why did it?” he interjected
“No. That’s not the reason. Can you please get me that water.” I sobbed
That’s when Almond was on his way out, and then again stopped midway. This time he didn’t turn around, he just turned his head to the side so I could hear him.
“I sure do hope you tell someone Clementine.”
While I was out getting Clementine’s water, I couldn’t help but shake the feeling that something terrible happened to her that lead her to take drastic measures. If she wasn’t going to speak to me, maybe she’d speak to Strawberry. The only problem is apparently they aren’t on speaking terms. I had to find a plan in which Strawberry would come down right away, so I thought I’d text her and just be blunt about Clementine’s situation.
Strawberry. Your best friend Clementine tried to commit suicide yesterday and is admitted in the hospital. She needs you. -Almond
I hated to be frank, but that was the only way Strawberry would even think about coming down.
“Aghh, who is it now?” she mumbled aloud
Strawberry. Your best friend Clementine tried to commit suicide yesterday and is admitted in the hospital. She needs you. -Almond
Strawberry’s eyes widened as she read the horrifying text. Clementine? Suicide?
“Oh my berry.” she covered her mouth in shock
Being in the hospital under surveillance is tiring. Especially when they think you’re going to injure yourself with anything sharp. Never thought I’d be treated like a criminal for dealing with the agony of being a victim. Almond was right. I need to talk about what happened. But, my mouth instantly shut when I think about his face. Its like he has his hands ready to force my lips shut and I’m imprisoned in my own misery. No matter how hard I try to forget, he keeps forcing his way back in.
During the midst of my self-loathing, my hospital room door slowly opened and a familiar face came peering around the oak door. It was Strawberry.
“Hi.” she said quick
I was a little surprised she was here considering we weren’t speaking to one another. But, then I remembered what Almond said. He hopes I confess my deepest secret to someone. Strawberry was the reinforcement. I wasn’t sure how to approach that, but I did have to talk to her and apologize about my behavior.
“Hi.” I whispered, as I slowly got up from the bed
I started to walk towards her, and when we were facing each other a silence fell upon the room. Definitely an awkward meeting between two friends. One just tried to kill herself and the other doesn’t know what to say to soothe that thought.
“How are you holding up?”
“Oh I’m alright, just weak. Oh, and they seem to think I’m clinically insane haha.” I chuckled at myself
“Haha, well glad you aren’t. At least I don’t think you are.” she laughed
“Look, Straw I need to apologize for my behavior a few weeks ago-“
“No, Clemmy. Don’t. You obviously had a lot on your mind and you just took it out on me. Its alright. Please you don’t explain yourself to me.”
“Okay…” I softly replied
“I just hope our fight didn’t lead to you to…..” she started
“What?! Oh no. No. That’s not why I umm…..did what I did. I promise.”
“Then why did you….do what you did?”
“I’m sorry Straw. I know we just cleared up the fight we had, but I can’t. I just can’t tell you the real reason. I want to, but no. ” I declined
“Are you sure Clemmy? You can trust me, you know that right?” she reassured
“I know I can, but I can’t trust myself. This isn’t something I easily admit. I want to tell you, but compelled not to.” I closed my eyes at the dreadful thought
Okay. That’s Part Two. I apologize for the length haha, I even didn’t use like four photos so its shortened some from what I originally thought 🙂 Hope you liked it, can’t say it measures up to Part One though. As I mentioned I’m more excited for Chapter Eight. Its a defining chapter, and I hope you guys like it too! 🙂
Hello hello again! 🙂 I am back with another chapter, but this one is a two-parter, as you’ve been warned. I’m sorry last chapter had such strong themes, and was quite depressing 😦 and fair warning, this chapter isn’t much better….
I’m hoping to get part two done this week too, and hopefully strive for chapter 8 this week, but we’ll see how that goes Lol. Don’t want to get too ambitious. Part one is relatively short, like 25 pics? I’m hoping part two isn’t that long either.
Otherwise, things to note…….
1. Profanity will most likely be used, you’ve been warned.
2. Disregard the unforeseen outfit change Clemmy does when she is in the water/ocean, just pretend she’s wearing her actual clothes lol, I haven’t figured out how to have it so they don’t automatically change in swimwear XD
3. Time also kinda moves a little fast in this chapter….
4. Anddd this chapter doesn’t directly address a strong theme of death, but if you read into it closely and carefully you’ll be able to figure out. If it makes you uncomfortable, or is too much for you, please do not read. I apologize in advance.
And as usual, told from Clementine’s POV, unless stated otherwise.
About a month later:
Um. Yeah. Wow. Its even harder to write it down.
Its….its been a month, since that day. I don’t know,…know how much I can talk about it, but I’ve read its healthy to talk about it, so I’m trying.
Luckily no one was home, when I stumbled in tears through the front door. I slowly shut the door, and collapsed to the floor. I don’t know how long I cried, his face and voice kept ringing in my ears. His hands, and his body. I could still feel all of it. No matter how many showers I’ve taken, and am still taking. I can’t wash him off or out of me. I feel so degraded. I threw out any clothes I wore around him, trying to box away his memory. But, everyday his sly and sneaky smile creeps into my mind. The first few weeks I would wake up in a cold sweat and breathing frantically. I had to lie to everyone telling them it was just a bad dream. But, in reality it wasn’t just a dream. It was a true nightmare.
I tried keeping busy, by changing my clothes and look so I wasn’t reminded of what he “liked”, working on my novel, and even looking online for information. But….nothing worked. I couldn’t write about a strong female character when my soul has been shattered into tiny pieces. I didn’t have the guts to admit what happened, even to a stranger online, and changing my clothes didn’t help either. He had me wrapped around this twisted game, and I was running around blindly with no way out.
Other days, the good days as I call them, my body just becomes lethargic and I lay around everywhere mopping in self-pity. I call these good days because instead of hysterically crying and tearing myself at the seams, I’m just feeling sorry for myself and am more somber.
Yesterday was one of the hardest days I had, and I’m still not quite recovered from it. I was sorta waiting for how long someone would realize I haven’t really been myself for this past month. I haven’t talked to anyone in the house, especially Straw. I did’t think it would take her this long to realize I didn’t gush over my so-called date, but I think she was busy winning over some new boytoy. Which is fine. I needed the distraction. I was worried she was going to ask me the morning after, but I managed to elude her. That was until yesterday.
“Hey hey, Ms. Moscato, how did that date go of yours? Its been a month and you haven’t given me any of the juicy ideas yet?!” she came into the room smiling and playfully noted
I quickly cringed at the idea of my “date”. “Yeah, some date. If only you knew.” is what I thought. But, she mustn’t know. No one can know. Would only make things worse. I slowly sighed, and then something snapped. His voice and face came flooding to my mind, and it was like he was right in front of me again. I broke.
“What is it to you?! So what if I didn’t tell you, its my personal life okay!” I screamed
Unfortunately, my tone was hoarse and very serious. The total opposite of what I’m normally like, and Straw could tell. She was very taken back with how I reacted, and wasn’t sure what to do. But, my blow up wasn’t finished yet.
“Whoa, okay, sorry. I was just asking since you seemed-“
“Well just forget about the whole thing. Just forget I told you about him, and how I felt about him. Its not important and you shouldn’t care. Its not your life to worry about, so just stay the berry butt out! “
That’s when I whipped my head around in angst and waited for her to walk way and just forget about the whole conversation and the existence of that berry of a man I mentioned to her. But, the damage was done, and it would take more than an apology to talk to her again.
“Fine. If that’s how you want to be.” she quietly responded
I didn’t say anything, because I was fighting back tears and sobs. She couldn’t see me like that.
“Well when you decide to get rid of the berry foot that’s stuck up your ass, you let me know. Also, when you want to stop being a bitch, apologize and explain yourself, let me know. Otherwise I don’t see any reason to talk to you further if you’re not going to be my friend and accept my friendship. I thought we had trust.”
I didn’t bother establishing eye contact with her, I was too angry, sad and ashamed to look her in the eye. I waited until she stormed out of the house, probably to go blow off steam. I rushed into the bedroom, I couldn’t hold in my feelings any longer. All I could do was cry and let the tears stream down my face.
Great, now I pushed one of my friends away. I didn’t want to, but thinking about him plays with my emotions violently. I either get irate or clinically depressed. I’m on a emotional roller coaster and don’t know how to let people in. Worse yet, I don’t want to let them in. I just want to shut everyone out, and be in the corner by myself.
I just don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t talk about, but I want to open up. But, I can’t. It feels impossible. I can’t walk around with such a burden and heavy heart. I just, I need air. I’m feeling suffocated in this house of people I trust and know but yet, can’t tell them the one thing I know I have to confess.
I need to walk it off and clear my head.
I didn’t care if it was storming out and pouring rain. I found it fitting actually, seems mother nature is feeling what I’m feeling and she somehow understands me. For awhile I just let the rain hit my skin. My skin was still burning from getting so worked up. The cooling sensation felt like a slow cleanse.
I took my time getting there, after all it was all the way on the other side of town. I avoided walking past the university in case someone I know or have made an acquaintance with saw me. Looking at all of the brightly colored houses, and little kids peering outside the window frowning because of the rain. I imagine that they wanted to go play in the rain, but their parents shook their fingers. Oh to be young and innocent. That’s when it was all easy. Being adult makes things complicated. You can be on top of the world one minute, and down in a six foot grave the next. Life was that ride you always wanted to take when you weren’t tall enough, but now that you are, you’re scared for your life and now want to get off as soon as you got on.
When I reached the beach the rain had slowly led up. It was just a drizzle now. I saw an open long chair, and decided to take a seat and gaze into the beautiful scenery. I watched every little ripple form from each water droplet landing o the surface and causing the disturbance. My mother was right, the beach here is beautiful. So peaceful. Reminds me of the real love my parents have for each other. I believe she said that this is where my dad first kissed her or told her he had feelings for her. Such a lovely place.
That’s when I looked at the water rippling around and splashing from some fish shooting out of the water. It made me smile, another organism who is free to swim and live with no betrayal. So liberating. I’m not entirely sure if it was that, or some unnatural force enticed me to get closer to the cold water and the small waves crashing into the beach. But, I wanted a closer look.
I slowly crept up to the shoreline. Staring through the water, looking at the sandy and muddy bottom. I just wanted to stick my feet in and feel how mushy it is….
That’s when I didn’t hesitate, I decided to go for it. I didn’t care if it was raining or cold out. The water was calling my name in little whispers and I obeyed them. I first went knee deep in. It was chilling, but invigorating. I almost had to gasp to catch my breath again. Didn’t expect the clear waters to take me by surprise.
That’s when I wanted to go farther and deeper into the water.
That’s when I slowly started to submerge my body into the clear blue sea, letting the waves hit him and push me every which way. It made me smile, the water felt so dense and cool against my body, as my clothes became drenched in them. It was just as calming as it looked. I couldn’t help but twirl in the water, and swim around some. It was like I was a kid and it was bath time and all the cares in the world didn’t matter. I just had to become master of the sea.
That’s when I floated on my back, and looked up at the sky as more rain droplets kept hitting my face and the water surrounding me. I lifted my hands up to feel the rain hit my palms. That’s when I shut my eyes, taking it all in. It was so peaceful and serene. I didn’t want to open my eyes. I just let the water engulf me whole, and I slowly slide through the water, I only opened up eyes for a moment to see the sky start to darken as I slid further into the water .
As the world around me grew silent, I felt my lips slowly smile. Remembering what life once was, so easy and quiet. I want to get back to that. Maybe this was the only way to do achieve that once again.
Alrighty! That’s Part One! I hope it wasn’t too heart heavy for you as last one was :3 though, this one isn’t much better. I hope I didn’t provoke too many feelings of hurt or negativity, I tried to be subtle about it. I didn’t want to warn you exactly what it was in the beginning because that would of ruined the chapter, but let me know if more of a warning would be appropriate please. Don’t want anyone offended.
Also, I can’t seem to find the sheet where I wrote done the creator of the one pose used I’m sorry! I appreciate whoever created it though! As multiples uses.
I’m not sure when Part Two will be out. As of today and the past three days I haven’t been feeling the best. Not sure if I have a fever or my apartment is just really hot haha, and I haven’t had much of an appetite. Along with that had some lower right abdominal pain….which I know can’t be my ovary since I don’t have the right one anymore, and I’m wondering if its appendicitis since I have three of the symptoms, but I’m discouraged because the pain only comes when I’m laying down and ready to sleep? I think if it was appendicitis it would be constant, so hopefully its not that. Can’t afford that right now, once you have issues with your appendix they just remove it right away, and with school starting a week from today….I don’t think so haha. If anyone thinks its appendicitis let me know haha because a second opinion would be nice. I know i should go to urgent care or ER but I was there oct-dec for abdominal pain and all they told me is that I have “painful periods” which it clearly is not since I’m not on my period, and they just tell me they don’t know what it is. So I’m not chancing it again to be there for 4 hours with no results.
Well its only been about 4 months since our last update…..yeah, I’m very sorry about that. I got caught up with school, having a relationship and other sim projects that were just has neglected. I always put too many projects on my plate, but that’s because I can get bored easily with plotty stories and sometimes you need a break. But, I’m here and plan on updating this legacy for awhile! I’m hoping to get a few chapters out before I switch to a different one 🙂 I’m sorry for the long awaited chapter.
Anywho, there is a lot to mention about this update. First, as for pictures its very short, than usual. Why? Because its going to be more word heavy, this is also one of the major plots of this generation so its an important chapter. Now for the warnings and disclaimers…….
A few NOTES to be aware of:
1. Sim-related violence is displayed and wrote out in this chapter. I would consider it to be graphic, and uncomfortable to many people. Mainly violence against women in this chapter, and it could strike a cord with some people, so please do not read if this makes you uncomfortable or angry.
2. Brings me to the fact that violence is portrayed in this chapter, as well as other STRONG and ADULT themes. If you are not of age to be comfortable with these themes, please, please DO NOT read. I don’t want complaints or people to be offended.
3. Graphic poses will be used to give life to the situation and action. I will credit those creators at the end, but just to note in case it may make you uncomfortable. This is solely for story-telling purposes.
4. Profanity will be used most likely. Again, for character development and story-telling purposes only.
5. Sim nudity or NSFW (Not Suitable For Work) is in this chapter. Nothing too realistic, but its there. Mainly just a shirtless female, and shirtless male. But, important to note if you don’t want to see that while reading.
6. Lastly, I DO NOT condone any kind of violence against any organism on this earth that is unjust. This is a story. This does not reflect my views, and again only for story-telling purposes. I don’t have anything against women, or men. Purely a story, and nothing more.
Now, if I haven’t scared you away, we will begin the chapter. I just want to make sure everyone knows what is expected in this chapter before they dive right in. It may be a story, but these are real situations that could happen to anyone and readers need to be aware.
Oh, and as usual chapter will be told from Clemmy’s POV. Time also seems to pass kinda fast in this chapter. Anddd since I recently downloaded/bought Supernatural a few weeks back I’m still figuring out the best editing for when sims our outside. I don’t use fancy photoshop because I don’t see it necessary, but the sims might seem a little dark and unclear but I did my best to edit without overdoing it.
“So!? Tell me about your date with mr. coffee creamer!” Straw laid on the floor next to me
“Isn’t that kind of personal?” I thought outloud
“What? Nooooo! Girl this is what friends are for! Spill the berry beans to me!”
“Oh my berry Straw. He is the perfect man, every berry girl’s dream guy. “
“Oh really? How so?” she giggled
*swoons* “Ahh he’s just so perfect. He likes to read, I like to read and I write. He’s in the medical field, so he likes to help people. Admirable trait if I do say so myself. He’s just so sweet and caring. He has a sense of humor, thinks I’m funny. I also seem to come out of my shell with him. Most men aren’t capable of that. Its a weird feeling with him. I can just tell he really likes me and I like him.” I swooned lying on the floor, spilling every last detail to her.
“Oh my berry!!! I’m so happy for you Clemmy!”
“Really? You mean it? You think he could be the one?”
“Of course he could be!” she cheered, pulling me into a hug
“Well, I know that being monogamous isn’t really your thing, so I want your honest opinion.” I admitted
“Oh. Well, I have been in relationships before. I just want to have fun for the time being. Plus, I know its important to you and I won’t lie to you. I mean, I would have to admit him to give you my full opinion but let’s not jump to conclusions.” she smiled
“Yeah, don’t need that right now.”
“But, I will say this just because I’m your friend, and a woman. Please be careful okay Clemmy? I’m not saying mr. coffee creamer is-“
“His name is Choc.” I cut in
“Oh, right. That doesn’t mean Choc is a bad guy, but not all guys are good even if they come off being perfect princes. I don’t want to see you get in deep and then have your heart ripped out and stomped on is all. I have your back, but you have to have your own skin too. Please do that for me?” she said
“I don’t know if Choc is really like that Straw. I mean he has got to be the sweetest man alive.”
“Clemmy. I mean it. I’m saying this as your friend, not your mother. Plus, haven’t you been hurt in the past?”
That’s when I reverted back to my sweet, innocent teenage years. Yes, yes I have been hurt before. That led to some of the emotional problems I still battle today. I let people in too easily, and I end up getting hurt one way or another. I was told love, and all I knew was love from that sweet boy and then he ripped it out of my hands like it was nothing.
“Yes, I have. I almost forgot…..I’ll try to be careful.” I half-smiled
About Two Weeks Later:
A few weeks later, it seemed that Choc was all I could think about. I kept seeing his million dollar, milky white smile and his dark, brown eyes everywhere I went. He made it difficult for me to concentrate on my studies and and many creative writing papers that I seemed to have piled up. I wanted to really work on my novel idea more too, but what kind of strong-willed, independent woman falls in love that quickly and that’s what seems to be happening to me as the days slowly go by without speaking to him.
Choc Bean. I found myself repeating his name over and over in my head. Eventually, that lead to Mrs. Clementine Bean. Hmm, has a nice ring doesn’t it Clem? Oh my berry. Its like I’m a teenager all over again, foolishly in love with a man I barely know. But, I couldn’t help it. He was my dream guy, literally. Its too good to be true. But, you know its real when you can’t stop thinking about that one person. He penetrates every thought I have. He’s like that favorite berry candy you can’t seem to resist every time you see it.
It didn’t help that I kept thinking about what Straw told me too. “Be careful”, those two simple words were floating around in my head all week. I wasn’t sure if I should just shrug them off and just go with my heart’s content or if foreshadowing was going to take place and Straw had a way of knowing these things. What if he ended up not being the man I thought he was or want. I don’t want to be that lovestruck girl who gets hurt again.
Later on that day, while I was walking to the kitchen for my fifth cup of coffee, I heard my phone ringing. I quickly set down my mug, and swiped the screen. It was Choc calling. Oh berry.
“Hello?” I said
“Why hello there. Is this the lovely Ms. Moscato I am speaking to?” he chimed
Oh berry he did know how to charm a girl.
“Why yes it is. This is Choc I presume?”
“Haha yes it is. I’m calling to inquire whether you would want to go see a movie with me this upcoming Friday night?”
“Hmm this Friday I might have to check my non-existent social calendar to see if I can make it.” I chuckled
“Haha oh I’m not worth it now? Your lips tell a different story.” he shot back
“Haha you caught my bluff. I would love to go see a movie with you.”
“Great! I’ll pick you up around six-thirty?”
“Sounds like a date.” I smiled
Maybe this will the date where I really decide what my gut is trying to tell me about Choc. I know I can’t wait to see him again, and that cheeky smile of his. I can only hope I’ll have as much fun as last time I was with him.
That Friday Night:
The whole week flew by and next thing I knew it was Friday evening and I was preparing for another amazing date with Choc. At least I think we’re calling it a date. I decided just to be casual the whole time, and take in everything wit ease. I’m not going to worry about whether he’s a good guy or not. Presumed innocent until proven guilty right?
“Well there’s the woman I just have been dying to see all week.” he smiled big
“Haha oh really? Well, here I am.” I smiled back
“Are you ready to go then?”
“Yes. Have you picked a movie out or do you need help deciding?”
“Ohh I think I got it under control” he teased
“Just checking.” I let out a chuckle
Turns out he picked a sci-fi warfare type movie. I was a little surprised. I pictured him taking me to a romance or romantic comedy. It was interesting. A movie about an invasive virus infecting berries and turning them into man-eating carnivores. It was a little scary, but gave us something to talk about shortly after the movie. He’s more of the type for conversation then physical actions. I admire that about him.
“You sure do know how to pick em'” I laughed
“Haha is that a hint of disapproval I sense?” he teased, grabbing my hands
“No of course not. It was interesting, just surprised that’s what you chose.”
“Ahh well I figured since most of our conversations are intellectual and I’ve come to realize you’re very different than most berry women I meet, I wanted to pick that brain of yours. You’re a very intelligent woman Ms. Clementine Moscato, and that I admire.”
“Awe Choc. You’re too sweet.” I gushed
“Not as sweet as you.” he slowly leaned in for a kiss
After he kissed me, he slowly turned and started to walk me home. We weren’t in any hurry, so we kept our pace rather slow. I liked how his hand felt holding mine. It was so warm, and inviting. He knew how to make me feel comfortable and safe with him.
We talked about everything under the berry sun once again. Most about the movie, and how that could potentially tie into our real world. Plus, him having the medical background his perspective was intriguing to listen to. He seems to really enjoy my opinions as well. How could I even think that he is one bad berry? He’s so nice and down to Earth. I don’t know why Straw had to go and say that to me. He’s done nothing to make me think otherwise.
That’s when we decided to take the bike trial that leads right to my backyard. It was romantic in a sense. The moonlight glow on us, the wind slowly blowing the leaves and the crisp air. Reminded me how fast summer is ending. While I was admiring the scenery and the perfect moment we were in, Choc let go of my hand and turned to face me.
“I am curious though, how many lucky guys have you been with?” he let out a small smile
“Why is that important?” I questioned
“I just want to know. You’re such a sweet girl, it must not be that many.”
“That’s kinda private Choc. I don’t really feel comfortable telling you.”
“Awe please? I won’t judge. I’m just a curious fellow.” he stepped closer, smiling wider
“I’m sor-sor-sorry I can’t. You’re making me too uncomfortable. Maybe another time.” I winced
That’s when he stepped closer, cupping my chin in his hands. He slowly lifted my chin up too look at him, and he smiled.
“Well, maybe instead of telling me you could just show me.” he whispered, his voice becoming huskier
I wasn’t sure how to react, I was still really uncomfortable with the topic he wanted to discuss, and I wasn’t sure what he really meant.
“Wha-wha-what do you mean?” I stuttered in confusion
“I mean you could show me how experienced you are with men.”
He slowly moved his hand from holding my chin up, down to my hips, and shifted closer to me. His face inches from mine, looking deep into my eyes. And, how experienced I was? But, I’m not. I don’t. I mean? No. This is too unfamiliar to me and makes me uncomfortable.
It felt like a lifetime with him just staring at me with no emotions and no words. I didn’t know how to react or what to say. That’s when he leaned to kiss me, but I didn’t want that. Or this whole conversation. I pulled away and tried to push him away.
“What, what are you doing Choc? I do not want this. Not now and definitely not here. I told you I am uncomfortable with it still.” my voice quivering
“Its just one little kiss Clementine. Don’t make a big deal out of it.” he mumbled in my shoulder
“No, this is not just a kiss. This clearly means something much more than that and I am not ready for that. I think its best I just go home and we talk about this later.”
“What? You are not leaving. I brought you out for a good time and we are going to finish having a good time.”
His tone had shifted from playful to serious. I didn’t like how it sounded. It scared me, and I just wanted to leave. This was not the man I originally came out with.
(Quick reminder: These are adult themes that are next and graphic images. Please if these make you uncomfortable, do not read. Some sim nudity is displayed as well. Again, for storytelling purposes only. But, please do not look at the pictures or read if you are uncomfortable)
I tried to walk away, but he quickly grabbed my arm and whipped me around, forcing me closer to him.
“You are not going anywhere. You are going to enjoy yourself by yours truly. I want you and I will have you.” he gritted through his teeth, his grip tightening around my arm
I was speechless, and fear was starting to set in. I did not want this. I wanted to say something, but I opened my mouth and nothing came out. my legs started to shake, and I couldn’t stand on my own for much longer.
“Oh? Looks like someone is ready for me too. You do know how to make a man happy Clementine.”
That’s when he forced me to the ground, and climbed ontop of me. He pinned my arms and legs so I couldn’t escape by any means. He tore my clothes off, and undressed himself. I started to close my eyes.
“No! Don’t you dare close your eyes. I want to see the look in your eyes as I give you the night of your life.” he ordered
I just wanted it all to end quickly. I opened my eyes, and tears started to swell up. I didn’t want this. Why me? What did I do?….That’s when he slowly thrust himself into me, I cried with every minute he was pouring himself in me. I wanted it all to end. I wanted to beg him to stop, but my voice was gone. I was so scared I couldn’t say anything. Just emotions. He kept telling me how I was enjoying myself and how lucky I was to have a man like him treat me so well. It seemed to go on forever, until I could see the sun start to come up. That’s when he finished.
“I hope you enjoyed yourself Ms. Moscato. I know I did, and I know you’ll always remember it.”
As he walked off, I started to cry harder. I just wanted to crawl up in a little hole and leave the reality I was forced into. Everything hurt. My body, my feelings and my whole world was just shaken to its core. A man I just trusted betrayed me, and acted as if I wasn’t even worth being a berry. That man violated me in the worst possible way.
He, he raped me.
I am sorry if anyone was offended or uncomfortable. But, I like to make these stories come to life. I hope that all of the warnings I gave were appropriate, and if not, please let me know if I could of said something differently. I apologize if this upset anyone, was not my intention.
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Thank you for reading and waiting four long months, and even until 2015 for this update. I’m hoping chapters and storytelling will be easier as the ideas are flowing now that I got the main plot out.
Yay its here! 🙂 Chapter Five at your service. But, remember this will be the last update for a little bit since I’m switching legacy families. Also to note. The next chapter will bring up very, extreme and adult themes. That’s why I’m giving it a little bit of a break so I can mentally prepare, and do a little more research and also give readers a fair warning and to make you speculate 🙂
Again, its another short chapter like Chapter Four. I predict Chapter Six might be two parts so I went easy this chapter. There shouldn’t be any profanity used either,.
Also, wanted to say thank you to skylarsims for the pose used.
Shall we then?
As soon as I got home from the library and meeting the fellow Choc Bean, I had to quickly tell Strawberry about this since she is my dating g0-to girl. I’ve only dated one person and that was back in high school when it seemed to be easier. Straw has been through it all, and even though it might seem bad, I look at it as she has experience and knows exactly what she wants in a relationship. Whether emotional or physical.
“Soooo I think just got asked out on a date.” I nonchalantly let out
“What?! That sounds great Clemmy!” she busted out with excitement
“Well I said I think. I’m not entirely sure. It could just be a friendly outing too.”
“Wait. With who? You didn’t tell me you had a guy friend you talk to. Keeping things from your friend eh? Or maybe you wanted to keep him all to yourself?
“Uh…what?! No no. I just met him tonight. That’s why I’m telling you now.” I half-smiled
“Oh haha, why didn’t you say so? So who’s this lucky guy. Give me details girl. I need all information to assess the situation.” she teased
“Haha okay, okay. His name is Choc Bean. Not sure if he is from Apple Loosa Pie originally or not. But, he went to college here and graduated last year I believe from graduate school. Err medical school. He is currently doing his clinicals here and he’s hoping to be a top notch surgeon.”
“Oh my berry. You caught a doctor?! Clemmy you have skills! Who knew you had it in you. I hope to berry you agreed to see him?!”
“Well yes. I did. But, should I treat it like a date or two friends casually going out?” I repeated
“A man is asking you out to dinner? Guys don’t do that unless its Almond or they’re attracted to men. You treat it like a date!” she playfully argued
“Oh okay. Good to know. I wasn’t sure….but wait. A date?! I’ve only been on one first date in my life and that was with my ex. Ohmyberry. Things have changed since high school how am I going to do this?”
“Well that’s why you have me?!” she characteristically twirled
“Uhhhh rightttt……..” I narrowed my eyes
“Oh don’t be like that. There can only be one reason you’re telling me all of this. You want my help and advice. Ooh! Can I help you pick out your outfit and do your hair too!?”
“Yes Straw, you can.”
“This is going to be so much fun! Date nights are the best! I can’t wait! When are you guys going out?” she delighted
“I believe next weekend. So you have a week.” I replied
“Challenge accepted. We will make sure you’re date night ready by then.”
That week seem to fly by. Next thing I knew it was Saturday night and Straw was helping me get ready for my “hot date” as she called it. I have to admit, I wasn’t as nervous as I initially was. The night I told Straw about it all, I felt like I was going to pass out the whole time. There was something about him. Choc Bean. Just thinking about him made my heart race. Surprised I didn’t faint the first time we spoke. But, he did put a smile on my face. Like I said, there’s something about him. Its almost like his aura is warm and welcoming. You can tell he’s sincere and genuine.
“I must say, or as they say in England. You do looks smashing Clemmy.” Straw smiled big
“I think you just insulted the whole English culture Straw. But, are you sure?” I frowned, looking myself over
“Would I lie to you?”
“Yes, you would.”
“Point taken. But, trust me. You look great. You look great, but its not overbearing or too flashy. Simple and classy. Men like that, and I know this Choc Bean will too. I can’t believe you had that dress and didn’t tell me.” she described
“Yeah, you’re right. I do look classy. Thanks a lot Straw. I really appreciate it.” I gleamed
“You’re very welcome Clemmy.”
Choc told me that instead of picking me up and having an awkward car ride home, we would just meet at our destination. We agreed on the little bistro in town. Probably because its the only place to really have a date. I took a taxi there, and my heart was starting to beat fast as the car was passing block by block, eventually incing away from the curb that sit in front of the bistro. I saw him immediately through the tinted window. A huge smile came across my face when I saw him look and smile. “Here we go Clemmy.” I told myself. What’s the worst that could happen?…Well besides him not liking me. I just won’t see him again.
“Why hello there fair lady. Nice to see you again.” he smiled
“Haha hi again. Its nice to see you too.” I gushed
“First, and foremost let me say that you look beautiful tonight. Very classy Clementine.”
“Awe thank you Choc. That means a lot.”
“I also have something for you.” he smirked
“Oh? What is it?” I asked
“I bought you some flowers. I noticed you wore yellow to compliment, and I saw these daffodils. They made me think of you and your smile.”
“Oh berry! Choc that is so sweet of you! Thank you so much!”
“You’re very welcome. Shall we enjoy a lovely meal together?” he motioned
“Haha yes, let’s. I’m starved.” I smiled back
The waiter led us to our table to the outdoor patio, and we both sat down with huge smiles on our face. We both were excited to see one another and couldn’t wait to finally “start” the date. During the first few minutes while he was perusing the menu I couldn’t help but look at him and study his features. Then it hit me. I’m. on an actual date. A smile came across my face. Here sat a man, who truly liked me for who I was and enjoyed listening to what I had to say. He liked my intelligence and didn’t care or use me just for my looks. I could only hope the rest of the date goes this well.
“How did you get to be an avid reader?” I blurted out
“Haha you don’t beat around the bush do you? You want to know all there is don’t you? Haha. Hmm, I’d have to blame my mother for that one. Since my dad was busy working all the time, and she was forced to be a stay at home mom. She feared we wouldn’t be educated since she was forced to homeschool us. Please don’t ask what I mean by that. Anyway, my mom wanted to make sure we received the the same education as the kids who went to public school so she made sure there was a lot of reading material around the house. Both current events and as many genres she could find. Plus, playing with your siblings can get old after awhile especially when you get older so I resorted to reading.” he explained
I didn’t say anything right away since I was taking in all the information he just presented. I must of been looking at him intently because finally he broke the silence and looked concerned.
“It doesn’t sound glamorous I know. But, I’m grateful for my family and I’m glad they’ve made me who I am today. What about you?”
“My family life wasn’t any better. I have two older brothers who kept my parents busy with their shenanigans. Since I’m the youngest and was self-sufficient my parents didn’t really worry about me until I was ready to move of course. So to escape the chaos from my parents and brothers always budding heads, I read to to escape the actual reality I was living. Helped develop my imagination too.” I shyly admitted
“Well sounds like a good thing since it helped you choose a career path. Family can teach us so much can’t it? It really shapes you. That part of psychology has always intrigued me. But, I’m a much better surgeon haha.” he joked
“Haha yeah, family is something else like you said. I’m always curious about how others grew up since you can tell a lot about them just from knowing their family. Both bad and good.”
We sat there an talked for over an hour. Anything and everything that came to mind, we discussed it. We laughed, had serious talks and let our curiosity get the best of us. Eventually, the bistro was starting to close up their dinner hour and they notified us of the make your own drink bar they have set up for the evening hours. Choc’s eyes lit up and he looked at me for approval to go make a drink. I nodded and laughed at his silliness.
“Can I make you a drink fair lady?” he asked with a cheeky smile
“Haha sure, why not. One can’t hurt.” I smiled
“Awe just one? Sounds like you might need more than one.”
“No that’s quite alright. I’m not much of a drinker. I usually have one and I’m good.”
“I like that. Beautiful and modest. That’s hard to find these days.” he winked
“Consider yourself lucky then? I let out a chuckle
“And a sense of humor?! I might as well be doomed!”
“Haha oh boy, you better get out while you still can!”
” I’m really glad you agreed to come out with me.” he whispered pulling me in for a hug
“Awe, I’m glad you asked. I’m having a really good time with you.” I whispered back
“So you wouldn’t mind if I did this then?”
Oh berry. Did this berry of a man just kiss me? His lips and touch is so soft. I didn’t want it to end. I could feel both of our lips, trickling smiles at the same time. It was sweet. He was sweet. I didn’t want our lips to stop being locked. He made me feel confident and happy. I haven’t felt that way for a long time. When he pulled away, all my mind could think about was the hope of him kissing me again and the fact that I wanted to see him again.
He offered to walk me home since it was starting to get late and dark out. We didn’t talk much on the way there. We let our body language do all the talking. Holding hands, giving me light kisses and grabbing his arm tightly. It was a great ending to a wonderful night. Before he walked me to the door, he grabbed both of my hands and swung them around.
“So, am I going to see you again?” he chimed
“Hehe well I certainly hope so. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have fun tonight.” I giggled
“That’s what I like to hear haha.”
“You sure are something else aren’t you?”
That’s when he kissed me again. Longer and deeper this time. He slowly pulled away with his famous smirk.
“I don’t know, you tell me.” he quietly said
I didn’t say anything. Instead I kissed his cheek and waved goodbye. I don’t know how long I can wait until we see each other again. I hope it won’t be too long.
That’s it for this chapter! Hope you enjoyed 🙂 As mentioned, more drama/action happens in next chapter so be prepared!
NOTE: OMG Just realized I spelled Four as For! 😦 Please excuse my stupidity with not spelling…I’m too lazy to fix it now. My bad. Its supposed to be the number, not the preposition.
Hello Hello 🙂 I’m back with a chapter! yay! But, before I dive into it, there are a few things I need to say. First about this chapter, its rather short compared to the previous ones. But, there will be a lot of dialogue. Plus, I had to make up for the last, lengthly one lol.
Second, is about my actual busy life. I’m in my junior year of college, and as of yesterday I’ve had all of my classes. Hate to say it, but this semester is going to be busy. VERY BUSY. I’m retaking chemistry which is going to be hard itself because I’m not a chemistry person haha. I have a healthcare leadership/management class that has way too much work for the three credit class. For some odd reason I have Learning Java, a simple computer programing class? My major is Healthcare Administration..why do I need to be able to code programs? My Intro to Business class looks like the easiest class…..
SO what I’m trying to say is updates might be slim since the weekends (if that) will be the only time I’ll be able to play sims unless I get ontop of my work (won’t happen). I apologize. Didn’t realize this semester would be so shitty.
Okay, I think we are ready to proceed 🙂 There shouldn’t be any Profanity used in this chapter, so no need to be warned. This is a happy chapter, I promise!
After what seemed like being verbally attacked once again by another woman, whom is associated with Almond, I decided to lay low for awhile. Let things soothe over. I could feel a lot of tension on me from Elixir. Straw suggested I should of told Almond about it, but that’s not what he needs to hear. It’ll just sound like I’m trash-talking his best friend on the basis of one conversation. I don’t want to lose him as a friend either. I’m sure she was just letting me know what the boundaries were. Problem is, I’m not interested in pursuing Al in a romantic way. I really just want to be friends, and if I tried to, I would fail miserably. If I were to be mistaken, it sounds like Elixir might have a little crush on Al, and gets jealous from any other woman who he associates with. But, whatever her reason is, I’ve been avoiding people lately. After class and writing bits and pieces on my novel, I slip off to the library and read books for references. The library is such a peaceful place. You lose yourself easily. Made me forget about the real world for a little while. One of my favorite parts about literature.
I was in the middle of reading a……um, a romance novel. I was finally starting to break into early parts of the plot. It’s a great love story written by one of my favorite authors. He just knows how to pain a picture and make you feel like you’re right there watching the scene unfold. On rare occasions he even knows how to make you feel like you are one of the characters. He hits personality notes perfectly.
I was slowly starting to slip into this alternative world with these two wonderful characters, a voice came through. I would of ignored it if it wasn’t so husky and deep.
“Indiana? Very interesting title for a novel.” a man’s voice questioned
My eyes shot up at the figure standing over me. Three words came to mind as I stared at the man looking down at me. Tall, dark and handsome. Oh my berry. Certainly glad my mouth was hanging wide open at the time. I must of been staring long enough to make him feel uncomfortable though.
“Hmm no response? I hope I didn’t spook you too much.”
I didn’t realize I was holding such a compelling stare at him. I quickly stood up to face him, and I could feel my face starting to turn a rosy, pink color. Holy berry, this man was one, good looking man. I had to take a mental, deep breath before speaking.
“Hello there. And um yes, the title is a little misleading I suppose. But, its by one of my favorite authors. Its a great love story, about a French noblewoman and her search for true love during her miserable marriage. If you haven’t already, I would highly recommend reading it sometime. Even if romances aren’t you’re thing, its still a great story to read because of the themes and imposing questions being asked throughout.” I explained
“You must be an avid reader I take it?” he asked with a smile
A gorgeous smile, might I add.
“Hehe, yes I am. I’m actually a writer and studying Literature at the university here. Reading is a great way to develop you’re own writing style and for brainstorming. Especially since I’m hitting writer’s block lately. How about you?”
“Actually I do haha. In fact, I was curious about you when I saw you since I pretty much know the regulars of the library and you are someone I haven’t seen before. I try to get to know everyone who comes here since its nice to have intelligent conversations with other readers and find out what people’s preferences are. I always learn something new.”
“Oh really? That’s great! I’m always looking for feedback from people too. Haha funny how that works out.” I chuckled
“That is funny haha. Guess its a good thing I walked over and inquired about the book you were reading. Oh, I almost forgot. I probably introduce myself so we aren’t just two strangers having a conversation. I’m Choc Bean, and you are?” he gestured
“Nice to meet you Choc. I’m Clementine Moscato.”
“That’s a very pretty name. Nice to meet you as well.”
“If you don’t mind me asking, but since I revealed what I do. What is it you do?” I couldn’t help but twiddle my thumbs around as I asked
“I guess that’s fair. I actually graduated from the university about two years ago, and for right now I’m still doing my clinicals before I become a full-fledged surgeon that people trust. I have to build confidence in that matter too. ” he answered
“Wow. Congrats on your clinicals! I hope all goes well for you with that.”
“Thank you. But, enough about me. I’m more intrigued by this novel you mentioned that you are writing.”
“Oh? Hehe are you sure you really want to know? I don’t want to bore you.” I nervously let out a giggle
“Haha you’re cute. Of course I do! Not everyday you meet a writer in the flesh.” he laughed
“Alright. Don’t judge, its only the first novel. All through high school I focused on poetry and short stories. I’m probably taking a jaunt with the writing a novel, but never know until you try. So far, I’m going for a strong, female protagonist. I want her to emulate qualities that I seem to lack. This character is very personal since she’s slowly starting to become my alter ego. I haven’t broken any ground on the plot since that’s where I’m having writer’s block. I don’t have an antagonist either. So far I’ve delved into her history and background. Its a slow process.”
“Sounds like it. I like the idea for your main character though. You seem to already be challenging yourself by writing a character that isn’t someone you know a lot about. As you said, alter ego. It sounds like a very, berry idea. Though, it might be geared towards women more than men, it still sounds like something someone should read. Almost sounds like a soul searching type of theme or identity crisis theme. Hopefully you get over that writer’s block soon.”
“Awe thanks. That’s sweet of you to say. I feel like you already know so much about me now, and I know so little of you.” I let out a small smile
“Haha yeah, sorry about that. Sometimes I ask too many leading questions. My apologizes.” he sarcastically smiled
“Haha no its alright. I like stimulating conversations like this. I guess I’ll just have to keep up with your questions.”
“Oh really? I have a better idea. How about we discuss each other over dinner sometime?”
“Haha……what did you say?” my lips moving slowly from a curve to a straight line
“Go to dinner with me? It will be fun. I promise.” he smiled big
My straight face quickly turned into a tiny smile. This beautiful berry of a man actually wants to go out to dinner with me? Is he really asking me out? no. He can’t be. My smile quickly turned serious once again. I felt my body tensing up and becoming uncomfortable. I was starting to feel shy. Do you say yes Clem? What? Why are you even asking yourself that. Of course you do! Just look at him!
“Is that shy look a yes then?”
“Oh, um. Hehe yes. We can go out to dinner. I’d like that.” I smiled back
“Um, Clementine. I can’t pick you up or contact you without a phone number…..” he playfully raised his eyebrow
“Oh. Haha right.”
He pulled a pen out of his coat pocket and I wrote in down on his hand, and he wrote down his on mine. What are the chances of meeting someone this nice on a day that I’m trying to avoid people? I just hope when we do go out, that I don’t make a complete fool of myself.
Hope you like:) Thanks for reading. Not sure when the next update will out. I’ll probably get Chapter Five out, and then switch to another legacy of mine. So except a break after Chapter Five.
So, its only been a month since the last update, I apologize. I was working on it, and then I got frustrated and switched to sims 2 for a while. I was dealing with f-d up weather and crashes so my patience was limited haha. But, it’s here now and hopefully you didn’t forget all that happened in Part One….
haha I know I did….
There’s not much to say, except that Part Two is a little lengthy, but I couldn’t make this chapter a three parter, and make it into one part haha, hence the two parts. Hope you enjoy the update 🙂
Oh, Elixir Rush Parfait is making a debut appearance in this update, and created by Minty, as known on wordpress or if you’re being redirected from tumblr, alfalfalegacy.tumblr.com
Thank you very much Minty! 🙂
And almost posted this to the wrong blog
The very next night, Friday, we went out to the festival after Almond was done working and I was done with classes and got a few hours of writing in. It was so funny to see him all excited for our outing. He must of been looking forward to going since it came to town. He told me that no one else wanted to go with him because it comes every year and nothing changes. Made me glad I said yes, since he works so hard and never has anytime for himself to do anything fun. On the ride there, he kept going on and on about how I had to try the snowcones that they have. I finally agreed and as soon as we got there, he jogged to the snowcone stand and ordered us two. I have to admit it was amusing to see his face light up.
We arrived at the festival a little late, so while we were having our amazing snowcones, they lit off fireworks the rest of the night. It was quite beautiful and the first time I’ve ever seen fireworks. Since my family was “relocated” for whatever reasons, us kids were kept on the down low and never really saw the light of day it seemed. I sat in awe as each one went off and brightened the dark sky. It started to seem like the night was going to be a perfect evening.
Shortly, after we finished our famous snowcones Almond dragged me over the face painting station and told me that I had to get the “first class experience” since it was my first time. I couldn’t help but laugh the whole time as he exaggerated his seriousness and playfulness. He really knew how to make me laugh and smile. Made me forget how little number of friends I actually have, but I’m glad I can call him a friend. He is a sweet berry of a man.
“Thank you so much for coming with me.” he smiled and pulled me in a hug
“No problem, its my pleasure. Its good to finally hang out with you and see you since you work so much.” I smiled back
“Oh my berry look they have a roller rink! We should go try it out!”
“Haha uh……sure? “
I knew going on that rink was a bad idea from the start. I’ve been known for not being so graceful. It would only take minutes before my body was flailing to the ground.
“I should let you know…I’m not the most graceful, roller girl…..” I mumbled under my breath
Uh-oh. I could feel myself starting to become reserved and close up.
Not know Clemmy. You’re having so much fun with him!
During my own arguments with myself I was having in my head, I almost forgot I where I was and that I was with someone. I was really starting to make a fool out of myself . I just hoped he didn’t notice.
“Ahhh I’m not good at this either now that I’m remembering.” he started to frown
I couldn’t help but giggle at him.
“Oh, now you’re laughing at me? I see how it is Clementine.”
“Hehe sorry, couldn’t help it with your whining.”
“Well, how about we skate together and you show me how its done.” he teased
“Haha alright, but you asked for it.” I laughed
“Well, so far so good. I’m impressed Ms. Moscato.”
“Ms. Moscato? You know, you can call me Clem or Clemmy if it easier.”
“Oh? Well excuse me. I will now commence you as Clem Moscato.” he smiled
“Thank you Sir, Almond Cashew.” I laughed
“My name doesn’t have that nice of a ring to it, does it? haha”
“Haha if you-Ahhhh oh no! I think we’re slipping our balance!”
“Almond!” I shouted
Then of course both of us fell to the ground, face planted.
“Well, that didn’t go too smoothly.” I sighed
“Ouch. That didn’t feel so good either. Hope my brain isn’t damaged from that fall now.” He cocked his head
“Haha so you’re saying I showed you how its done then?”
“Ha, you sure did. I have to admit I was mistaken about how rollerblading is done. Thank you for showing your wise ways.”
“You are very welcome haha.”
That’s when he pulled me into another hug, and this one felt different than the one earlier. It didn’t feel as friendly as the first time, instead more friendly. It almost felt romantic in a sense. I could feel my muscles tensing up. I’m sure he could feel my body tighten up. He really meant this hug. I could tell he wasn’t just hugging me like before. This meant something to him. Just wasn’t sure what.
“Are you okay though? I didn’t mean to make us both fall. Falling on hard food isn’t my idea of a good time haha.” he chuckled
“Yeah, I’m okay. Thanks for asking.” I said softly
Oh great, my face is starting to flush. Why does he make me feel so nervous? We’re only friends?
He smiled big, then broke our eye contact. Do I make him nervous too? No. I can’t possibly do that. Could I?
Eventually the festival closes about eleven, and I started walking the path to home, when Almond ran up beside me and asked if I really wanted to go home. Um? I guess not? I have to admit I was enjoying the night, and didn’t want it to end. I wanted to say yes, just to play it safe, but something was pulling me to say no. It didn’t help that Almond was looking at me the whole time. I couldn’t help but smile when he looked at me. I was about to say something, and he started giggling and took my smile as that I didn’t want to go home. He is a clever one, I’ll give him that.
He grabbed my hand, and held it softly, but tightly and we quickly to the city park. Now, by quickly I mean we started walking fast, and then ended up jogging. Haha. I’m usually not a fan of any king of physical activity, but the whole way we were still holding onto each other’s for dear life and laughing until we got there. I’m sure all the berries we say along the way thought we were intoxicated or on something. Almond would exaggerate every time we did pass someone, just to get a reaction. I’ve never met someone so carefree, well besides Straw. It was nice to get to know him like this.
We were out of breath by the time we reached the park, and during our huffing and puffing, Almond pointed over to the swings. I started to giggle because swinging reminded me of being a little girl and how much fun a swingset used to be. Makes you yearn for those carefree type of days. I let out a smirk and ran to the swing I wanted laughing out loud as he tried to keep up with me and beat me to the swings. We both dived into the swings, our arms flailing all around, trying to grasp the chains. I couldn’t stop giggling the whole time. Felt like I was on a high. The good kind. All I was feeling was happiness and happy thoughts.
I started to slowly bend my legs in the swinging motion you are taught as a small child. My strides kept getting faster and higher. Soon after, Almond followed after; both of us were soaring high above the trees looking at Apple Loosa Pie’s bustling nightlife. It was a beautiful sight. All the berries were out on the town having late night celebrations from the festival. It was truly, a beautiful night.
“So, Clem. I have some serious questions that have been floating around in my head since I first met you. Just haven’t been able to ask until now.” he turned to me, looking very serious
“Oh?…Okay…hope I’m ready to answer them for you.” I replied coyly
“I’ve noticed that you are a very shy berry and seem to always be on the fence.”
“Oh, you picked up on that huh?”
“Yes. Sorry? I hope that’s okay. I’ve been known to be able to read people fairly good. I was just curious if there’s a reason for that or are you just really that scared of us berries?” he quietly teased
“Um. There are reasons for why I’m that way. I don’t know if I should or can tell you why since its something that is supposed to be a private matter to ensure safety. I’m a little more skittish around people, well at least the people I’ve met so far because I’m out of my comfort zone. Like you and Straw for example. You two are so free-spirited and I envy the both of you. I didn’t grow up like that. I grew up with rules, restrictions and being under constant radar of someone. I’m really trying to open up, but it seems to be a reoccurring struggle for me.” I answered slowly
“Well, even though you can’t tell me the other reason, thanks for being honest and I”m glad that you’re working on it. I just wanted to be sure I wasn’t that scary of a man haha. Straw on the other hand, she is one, scary berry of a woman.”
“Haha that she can be.”
We ended up talking about how we grew up and how that shaped us to be the person we are today. Almond’s mom and dad were both teachers and stressed how important having a college education was. I told him my mom was a gardener or the term they coin nowdays, modern day farmer. Then I told him how my dad, was a man of many jobs. He was a consultant of all sorts. I couldn’t tell him that really, my dad started out as a con-artist when he met my mom and has someone after him because of it. Way too much information to relay to someone you’re just starting to get to know.
A Few Weeks Later:
Weeks after our outing to the festival, Almond seemed to have more free time as the days winded down for the year. Hard to believe my freshmen year of college was almost at a close as well as his internship. I think he enjoyed having free time and socializing with another berry whom he didn’t work with. We went to the library together, were invited to a pool party from one of Straw’s many “mail suitors” and lately we’ve been going out for dinner. It was nice to have, intelligent and informative conversations with him. I learned something new every time we talked. Whether it was about his character or the specific topic we are covering that day.
Like yesterday, he asked me about my novel. I told him that it was semi-nonfictional. This peaked his interest more, as he cocked his head to the side and inquired about how that is. I told him that the female protagonist is much like me, but the journey she is facing isn’t really happening in my life. I told him that she faces many obstacles along the way and has to figure out what she needs to gain and formulate to jump over them.
“Oh Really? I hope it goes well for you and you can find a publisher. It sounds like a great first novel.” he praised
“Awe thanks Al. I’ve hit a little bit of writer’s block lately. Can’t figure out the first major event that should happen. But, it’ll come to me eventually. I do take inspiration from my experiences and observations.” I slightly frowned
“I’m sure you’ll think of something. Everything comes with time.”
“Hope you’re right.”
The Next Day:
“Hey are you busy tonight?” he asked
“Um, if you mean working on my book as busy, then no.” I let out a small laugh
“Oh, well this might be good then. I’m meeting one of my best friends tonight, since she’s back in town. She’s transferring the next semester. I was wondering if you wanted to come along? We’re going to go check out the new lounge that opened up in town.”
“Wouldn’t you want to go meet your friend by yourself so you two can catch up?”
“Well sure, but I feel like you two should meet. I have a feeling you two will hit it off, plus you’re always looking for new people to meet and become friends with right?” he pointed out
“True, just clubs and lounges aren’t exactly my kind of scene and I would hate to feel out of place. But, if you really want me to meet him or her, I’ll go.” I agreed
Al wasn’t sure what time his friend would be arriving, just the time they would being town. We arrived about eight-thirtyish and took in the scenery of the new local hotspot. I did like it better than where Straw usually went. It was more classier and upscale. I really liked it. They played soft-rock and soft-pop music. Not too loud, and not too quiet. They had a dance floor and the decorations were elaborate. The bartenders looked classy, and they had those fruity drinks everyone would drink when they would visit the city. I can see this place gaining popularity quick.
I was curious as to why Al’s friend asked to meet here though? Seemed strange to me.
Al and I were on the dance platform, slowly surveying the place. I would dance occasionally if the beat was good. There weren’t too many people since it was still early and the late night crowd would be piling in later. That’s when we both heard a voice behind us call out.
“Almond, is that you?” a high-pitched voice called out
I turned around to see who it was and a woman starting walking towards us.
“Oh my berry it is you!”
“Elixir! I haven’t seen you in so long!” Al chimed
“I know! I missed you so much. I’m glad you could make it out tonight. I was hoping you weren’t too busy.” she chuckled
“Ohhhh you know me too well Elixir. How was the drive over from Briocheport?”
“Ohmyb. It was so long. I thought I wasn’t going to make it in time. But, I have to say Apple Loosa Pie has really changed in the two years I haven’t been here. Seems to be more of a college town finally. So, shall we get some drinks and catch up?” she smiled
Wait a minute. His best friend is a woman? That was a surprise. I was expecting a man. I guess I was picturing a man because they seem to be easier to get a long with. My wishful thinking wasn’t on my side this time. I just stood there examining them and their body language. She seemed nice, but then again I always assume that and look where that gets me. I could only hope that tonight would go well.
“Yeah, we can do that but first let me introduce you to someone.” he hugged her
That’s my cue.
“Hi, I’m Clementine Moscato. Friend of Al’s.” I introduced
“Clementine? Nice to meet you. I’m Elixir Rush Parfait.” she let out a small smile
“Oh you can call me Clem or Clemmy. So you’ve known Al for quite awhile then?”
“Yes, I have. I didn’t know he went by nicknames now haha. Its a little weird hearing someone call him Al.”
“Oh really? I guess it just stuck.” I laughed awkwardly
I have to say she was a little intimidating to talk to. Made it hard to be myself.
“Oh yeah? Did you want to go get some drinks for the group?” she asked
I walked with her up to the bar. I couldn’t help but watch and study her movements. I noticed she walked with a lot of confidence and instead she had a stride. Wouldn’t be surprised if she was sticking her nose up in the air the whole time. She did seem a little a snobby. I think it was her over-confidence though.
“Here we go. I got us all the same drink. I hope that’s okay.” she stated, handing me my drink
“Yeah, that’s fine. I’m sure it’ll be good.” I half-smiled
I couldn’t tell she was really that serious or doing the same as me, analyzing. It was a chilling awkward silence between us. I didn’t know what to say, and had a feeling she didn’t want to hear what I came up with. I turned to look across the room, and that’s when she broke the silence.
” So you like Almond?”
“You like him right?” she repeated
“Well, I mean…….. Yeah……I guess. He’s a very nice guy and a good friend.” I stuttered
“Well then let me tell you this. Don’t you ever hurt him. Don’t take him for granted, and treat him were. You understand? I will hear about and you will have to deal with me. He has been my friend for years, and I’ve seen a lot of girls hurt him. I don’t want to see that happen.”
“Oh you think I like him like that?…..”
“No. I mean with any kind of relationship you plan on pursuing with him. Don’t hurt him and don’t break this heart. He doesn’t deserve that. I’m letting you know that I will hear about it, and you don’t want me to.” she griped her lips together, holding back overdue anger
“Look-I won’t do that. I don’t do that. He is my friend, and I plan on keeping him as one.” I explained
She didn’t say anything after that. She just walked off. I quickly took a drink from my glass, all but in one gulp. I wasn’t sure what just happened. Was I just interrogated? Sure felt like it. My body was so tense, I thought I was going to pass out from being so overwhelmed. I definitely wasn’t liked by Elixir. Another person to prove myself to. I would never hurt Al. Never. I don’t think I’m capable of hurting someone, I’m too nice. If anyone will get hurt it will end up being me. It always is.
I started to down my drink fast, anticipating that “feel good” mood to come over me and quickly order another drink. That’s when I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I spun right around to find Almond with his big smile.
“Hey!” he smiled big
“Hi there.” I replied quietly
“So, what did you think of Elixir? Hopefully you two got to chat without me.”
I wanted to say that she’s a jealous person who just interrogated me. But, I can’t do that of course. As I just promised his best friend, I wouldn’t hurt his feelings even if the truth hurts. So I lied.
“She seems nice. I can see why you two are such good friends. You guys seem to look out for each other, and that’s great.”
“Oh good, I’m glad you guys get along. Elixir can come off high strong and that scares people away usually. Glad she didn’t. ” he let out a small laugh
“Haha yeah, I noticed she can be that way. I just let her know who I was and she did the same. We’re on the same page” I forced a smile
Anddd finally its done! I’m sorry that its so long haha. I had to write this over about four days. I started and then stopped for sleep and work haha. I hope that its still coherent. Thank you again to Minty for Elixir! I hope I got the personality right somewhat…if not i apologize :3
Please forgive me for length haha
Hello hello! I told you I’d try to get the next chapter out as fast as I could. I had problems with the game crashing, but I made it through. This chapter is in two parts, but they’re very short parts. This chapter I think is only about 27 pics long. I haven’t mastered what the preferred length is haha so to me its short.
This chapter is more dialogue, and kind of a filler, but its still crucial to the storyline/drama. Also, once again imagine some time has passed. I hope you enjoy!
There shouldn’t be any profanity used in this chapter.
After Straw and me had are talked and apologized to each other, our holiday vacation seemed to fly by. It was great to finally have a friend in the house that I could talk to. Especially who was a woman. Growing up with a farmer mom and two older brothers, you don’t get much talk about “female” things….if you catch my drift. I don’t know how to date, about men, or anything like that. Can’t say Straw is the most ideal person for that, but it will be nice to have someone to talk to. We went out for coffee and talked about guys most of the time haha. It was fun because the stories she has about guys are so funny!
Oh, and lately Straw has made it her mission to teach me how to play videogames. As she put it, this is the way to get through a college aged guy? Turns out I’m pretty good at it haha, Straw didn’t like that too much. Then again, I’m not a big fan of these video games. I don’t thinks he realizes that I’m not really into her type of guys. I like sophisticated and intelligent ones.
“Hey, I had a question for you though.” I shouted over the game
“Oh? Sure! Hold on!” she shouted back.
“So, what’s up?”
“Well I see that Apple Loosa Pie has a festival every season and there’s one currently going on?”
“Yep, that’s right. Everyone practically goes to them.”
“Well, I’ve never been and I was wondering if you wanted to check it out with me?” I asked
“Ehhhh well those type of festivals aren’t really my thing Clemmy. Its not that I don’t want to go for your sake or anything I just don’t want to ruin your time there because I can be kind of a downer at those type of things. You could always just go alone and try to meet more people since I now you want to make more friends and meet more berries.” she slightly frowned
“I mean, I hope I don’t like a berryhole. I just wouldn’t want to ruin your experience is all. Plus, it would be good for you to get out by yourself and meet someone. Maybe a guy? You never know Clemmy. Or you could find someone else you to go with?”
“No no, I’m not mad. I wouldn’t want you to go and have a crappy time. Thanks for being honest. I’ll find someone to go with. I don’t really want to go alone because then I’ll be really shy around people. Its alright, I can focus on writing more on my book anyway. Its good encouragement for that actually.”
“Okay, as long as you’re sure. I don’t want to make you feel bad or anything.” her eyes narrowed, reading my expression
“I’m not mad. I’ll be fine.” I smiled
Since the festival wasn’t until the weekend after I asked Straw to come, I just stayed at the house. I was a little disappointed that I had no one to go with, and there was no way I was going alone. But, Straw is right. I wouldn’t want her not to have fun. I wish I did know someone else but, sadly I don’t really. I’ll admit I’m a bit of a loner, and I don’t need a lot of people in my life. Plus, my family is basically living a secret and double life. That changes you, and you learn to become self-sufficient. Except, this college experience was supposed to help me come out of my shell and meet actual berries. I’m kinda failing at that. All this week I worked on a few chapters of my book, and lugged around the house. Everyone was so busy with their internships and working an actual job that pays that I was alone most days and nights.
Except for one night, I was watching some late night talk show with a rude berry whose main objective was to criticize every berrywood star. Hard to believe get paid to do that. That’s when I heard the front door open and waited to see who was coming home. I was going to be surprised if it was Straw. Its a Friday night, and she is never home then. That’s when Almond, the other roommate (who’ve I literally only talked to that one time since he’s so busy) plops down on the couch and lets out a big sigh.
I started frowning to myself because I was hoping it would be Straw, but I know that would take a miracle for that to happen. I casually moved my eyes to look at Almond. He was totally disregarding my presence. Then again, he’s so busy I don’t know when he as time to breathe. That’s when I started analyzing what I actually knew about him. He was a political science major, and has an internship at the local city hall working on a campaign for the upcoming elections. That’s when I started thinking to myself, he’s the type of guy that I like. Determined, hard-working, and intelligent.
I don’t know what compelled me to strike up conversation, but I figured this would be a good chance to finally get to talk to him again and maybe we could get to know each other more. Let’s just hope he’s responsive.
“Hey Almond, so how’s the internship going?” I blurted out
“Oh hey, Clementine. Sorry I knew you were there I was kinda in my own little world. Sorry. The internship? Its going great! Definitely glad they chose me to be apart of this big campaign.” he smiled big
“That’s great! Its nice that you’re getting experience now right?”
“Ha, yeah. Just keeps me really busy and I miss casual contact with other people. You’re writing a novel or something right?”
“Yeah, I am actually. I got in two chapters this week. Its about a strong, female character overcoming many fears and struggles. I just hope its as good as I think it is.” I explained
“I’m sure it will be.”
That’s when we were having a nice conversation of our projects, and I think Almond hasn’t spoke to anyone besides his coworkers or classmates and he needed to unleash his feelings on someone. Because next thing I know he’s pouring out all he feels about his internship and the people he works with. I was glad I could be there to give him someone to talk to. It was nice to have our second conversation. We each opened up a little bit more.
“Okay, I’m sorry but I have to just unload some things that have been weighing on my mind.” his hands start flailing as he talks
“Uh, okay?…” I said quietly
“My coworks are the dumbest berries I’ve ever worked for. How they were accepted for this internship is beyond my mind. I work with three other guys and there’s one girl. All that these guys care about is betting on who can score with her first? I”m sorry but this is an internship of a lifetime and critical to our future careers. It just makes me so mad. I’m the only that is taking it serious and they’re just acting like its a game. “
“Are you serious? I’m really sorry that you have to experience that. Some people just haven’t grown up like you have I guess.”
“I know right? We are adults and need to start acting like this. I mean you’ve seen how corrupt our society is. I mean they didn’t tell us in school that we are the future for nothing. It just really irks me that no one can be serious.” he complained
“No I agree. I’ve noticed the same thing around here. Its like everyone just cares about having fun, getting drunk and having sex with everyone? I don’t get it either to be honest. ” I agreed
“You know you’re really nice to talk to, thanks Clementine.” he said quietly
I could start to feel my face flush. Oh great, now I’m getting shy and quiet. You have to say something back Clem…don’t freeze up.
“Same to you. I’m happy to listen anytime you want.” I smiled back
“I’ll have to take you up on that offer then.”
An awkward silence fell upon us and the room turned really quiet. I guess we didn’t know what to say, and that’s when I noticed Almond look at the clock and he quickly jumped up and started scratching the back of his neck nervously.
“Whoa! I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to keep you up this late! Sorry, I guess I didn’t realize I was pouring out my feelings that long. I should probably let you sleep then.” he started rattling off
Almond gets nervous? Hehe…its kinda cute. I didn’t think I could make anyone that nervous. He is so nice, hehe and cute.
“Oh no no, its fine! I was up anyway, I don’t mind staying up to talk. Plus, its not like we’ve talked much. That is only the second conversation we’ve had. It was nice to get to know you a little bit more since you do live here and its usually a good thing to know your roommate right?” I smiled
“Haha okay good, because you’re the only one who lives here that I’m willing to spill my feelings and thoughts too. Strawberry isn’t the really the one I’d want to tell stuff too haha. But, thanks again.” he smiled big
“Hey! I just got a great idea!”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“I don’t know if you know, but there’s a festival that’s in town that celebrates the current season and we should totally go!” he said
“Really? I was trying to get Straw to go but she didn’t want to! That would be great! I really wanted to go.” I said
“So that’s a yes? You’ll go with me?”
“Haha yes. It should be fun. Can’t wait.”
“Me either. We’ll finally get to hang out and hopefully have fun haha.” he laughed
“Yes, hopefully haha.”
Alright, that’s part one and I’m going to try to work on part two! I have to work a few kinks, but it should be out soon! I’m shooting for this weekend haha but never know.
Hey! (anyone remember this blog?)……hope so 🙂
Anyway, sorry for the two month hiatus (will be exactly tomorrow, which this might be posted by tomorrow haha). I had a summer class I focused on and I focused on my selfacy because I was having the motivation for it. But, I’ve decided that I have the motivation and inspiration for my rainbowcy, so expect a lot of chapters! (yay)
There shouldn’t be any new downloads or anything under the tab, and the family tree isn’t updated so no surprises. Oh, expect this chapter to be quite long…I tried to shorten it the best I could. Also, next chapter is a two-parter, so be prepared!
And remember chapters are told from the heir’s POV otherwise stated. And imagine that time has passed somewhat quickly…
I don’t expect this chapter to use any profanity, but you’ve been warned.
I started the semester going strong, even if I literally had no friends and lived in a house with two strangers. I’ve basically been spending my days studying, and enjoying the coffee shops around town. I wanted to spend time at home but Strawberry is an art major and spends most of the daytime working on projects and her art and its very awkward being in the same room as her. You could hear a pin drop when both of us are in a room. A cold draft envelopes the room when she enters, its very unsettling. I would hang out and spend time getting to know Almond, but he’s a Political Science major and is super busy since he’s a second year and is trying to get his foot in the door early on. He has an internship right now and a full time student schedule so he’s barely home and if he is, he’s usually sleeping. I’m very alone, and starting to become depressed about it.
But, as of lately I’ve been studying and working on final projects because these two weeks are finals and I’m finally understanding what people mean when they say “crunch time”. The library and laptop have become my best friends these past few days. I guess this is what happens when you’re a English Major haha, lots of writing and reading. Minimal studying really which is nice, just have to convey creativity and knowledge of concepts. Just tough because this so-called “college experience” has been pretty sucky and non-existent. I just hope things can get better.
A Few Weeks Later:
My finals went really well, very impressed with myself. I survived my first semester of college and my parents are just as excited when I sent them the letter. Its now the first holiday of the year. We go to school all year around, and just take vacations that are short in length, but frequent. I was going to go home, but my parents informed me I couldn’t come home because they’ve had some suspicious things happening and are worried that bad man finding out I’m their daughter and something happening to me. I think they worry a little too much, but I respected their wishes. But, I had my own problems at my house. Strawberry apparently doesn’t have anyone to spend the holiday with either because she stayed back too. Just my luck. Dreading my holiday with the one person who hates me the most, and tears me down every time I see her.
When I would come into a room she was in, she would narrow her eyes and her mouth would quiver in anger. One day her negatively and hatred really got to me. I started breaking down in our bedroom. She was out of the house thank berry, but I was so embarrassed and ashamed. I felt so guilty even though I did absolutely nothing except defend myself against her hurtful words. I just wanted to make one friend while I was here, and I can’t even manage that. How pathetic is that? I should of just stayed home and meet people. Starting to lose all sense of what I’m really supposed to be doing on this Earth. Doesn’t seem like anyone wants me around.
Except, about a week later after my moping and pity party Strawberry actually spoke words to me. At first, I thought it was a dream and that I should wake up at any second because someone who hates you that much doesn’t just talk to you out of the berry blue.
“Uh, hey Clementine? That’s your name right?” she quietly asked
At first I ignored here because I was washing dishes and focusing on other things, and didn’t really hear her.
“Clementine? Clementine Moscato?”
“Hmmm, oh?……what?” I broke my focus
“Can I, uh….can chat with you and ask you something?” she asked again
She didn’t say anything at first when I turned to face her. Her eyes awkwardly darted around the room, finding the words to say. Was she apologizing? Maybe? Better be sincere if she is. I couldn’t think of any other reason she had to acknowledge my physical existence. I kept staring at her trying to figure out her game, but nothing was coming to mind except apology so I just came out with something to start somewhere, even though this woman didn’t deserve it.
“What’s up?” I blurted out
“Yeah, uhh I was wondering since its just you and me here that if you’d go out with me? All my friends went home for holiday, and I don’t go out alone.” she said quietly, staring at the floor
Wait what? You still hate me but want me to go out with you? Berry I’m confused now. What is this? You don’t invite out the berrymate you hate the most to have a good time? Is she pretending nothing happened? She really knows how to play people I bet.
“What? Why do you want to go out with me? Thought you hated me and wouldn’t want to be seen with me?”
I regretted saying that.
“Oh I still do. Its taking every ounce of me just to face you and speak with you. I still don’t trust you and don’t like you. Something’s your sleeve and I just don’t know what it is yet.” she reaffirmed
“I’m just asking you to go out so I have someone with me and some guy won’t get any funny ideas. Can’t trust everyone that goes to the bars, trust me. Unfortunately, you’re the only one I can ask and my last hope. So you’ll go?”
“Uh, I guess. Sure.” I sighed
“Alright, get ready to look good because I don’t go out with people who look like berry losers, even if they may be one.” she complained
Oh great. I’m going out with a berry woman that hates me, and now she has high expectations.
A few hours passed before we were going out and supposed to get ready. I put on my best “going out” dress, and just pulled my hair back in a nice pony tail. I thought I looked rather attractive and was kinda glad to finally go out, even if it was with Strawberry and under weird circumstances. I went into our shared bedroom and Strawberry was in front of the mirror. Swinging her hips around, and primping herself up. She had a short, babydoll dress on that looked great on her. I could feel my body start to cower in her self-confidence. She knew she looked good and made sure everyone know she was confident in herself. My body started to tense up and fill jealous. I wish I could feel that way about myself. I’m such a coward when it comes to my self-worth. I’m shy and awkward and see no point in my existence most days except I’m the third child my parents wanted. I was excited to be going out, but scared of what’s about to come.
As I was staring and memorized by her self-confidence and how fawning over how beautiful she was, she quickly spun around and smiled a fake smile. She was excited to go out, but I knew not with me. She knows how to put on a great act.
“Are you ready to go?” she smiled
“Uh, yep. Sure am.” I replied
We made our way down the only college-aged bar in town, its a dive bar of course and where most of the college guys hang out because that’s what the girls want. A place where guys are crawling all over the place. One thing I will never understand. Why finding love or just sex is so important early on in a women’s life. Its stupid and so time consuming. I think that’s why Strawberry goes out, to have a fan fondle over her and she can just forget about things for a night or two.
When we got there, we were carded and she immediately rushed to the bar to order a few drinks for us. She didn’t talk to me or look at me. In fact, she didn’t even acknowledge I was there with there. What I expected. I just drank about two or three drinks slowly and looked around, keeping my distance from people and being awkward. I watched Strawberry throughout the night just so nothing bad would happen with her. By that time, she was very intoxicated and stumbling all around the floor. That’s when she signaled me to come over there by here, which I did. She spotted a guy she wanted to “youknowwhat” with and had to tell me I guess.
” Ohmyberry do you see that guy Clemmy?” she shouted
Clemmy? I have a nickname now?
“Yes, he’s a student. I think medical school. Why?” I replied
“He is SOOOOOO cute. Omg I’m going to go say hi. I have to have him.”
“His name is Mocha Bean…I think.”
And so she did. She went over and started flirting with him immediately. Mocha Bean was just soaking it all up because he was intoxicated too. This is basically a hunting round for male and female animals who are feeding on alcohol. Definitely the reason why I don’t come here often. A huge waste of money. I went back to sit at the bar and just hope that the night would fly by fast and soon enough we’d be getting a cab home. No one around the bar was interested in talking to me except maybe the bartender, but he had other ideas and that wasn’t going to happen. I slowly drank another drink and kept looking around at all the stupid berries.
But, of course Strawberry was getting as drunk as she possibly could so a few minutes after I sat down she yelled out my name, and I got up, and oh my berry was that uncomfortable.
“Clemmy! Clemmy! You need to come meet Mocha’s friend!! He’s such a cute berry! Come over heeeerrrrreee!” she slurred
I could feel my face starting to flush quickly, and my teeth suddenly biting my lower lip in embarrassment. I really didn’t want to go over there. I just wanted to go home at this point so I got up and looked at his so-called good looking friend, and we made eye contact an then he showed a face of disgust. He didn’t like what he saw, go figure. This made me even more embarrassed. So I looked at the floor and put one hand around the back of my neck. “Why the berry did I come again?” I kept repeating to myself. Trying to be a good fake friend? I mean there’s no real purpose I’m here except I’m being nice to my enemy.
I sat back down at the bar and put my hands over my face. My cheeks were flushed and hot. I wanted to bury myself in my arms and hope people just think I’m too drunk and they’ll leave me alone. Or maybe jump behind the bar? Stay in the ladies room until closing time? I was thinking of every idea to be hidden from everyone. Nothing would work or even seems plausible and I knew that. Just trying to make myself feel better about this social situation. I could really just be at home and work on my novel.
Eventually I got sick of sitting down and decided to get up and just stand by the bar like I was waiting for a drink or something. It was believable and no one would bug me. They might stare, but I can handle that. I really wanted to leave, but something kept me from doing so. I guess I was just being a roommate tonight instead of trying to be friends with Strawberry. I was being a good roommate by not leaving her. Or maybe I should? I was going to go to the bathroom to do more self-loathing but I got a tap on my shoulder.
“Oh great what is it now.” I mumbled as I turned around.
“You need to get your berry butt dancing! I can tell you aren’t having fun and that’s not why I brought you. We are going to dance until you have fun andddddd smile!” she once again slurred
That’s when she went up to the jukebox and chose a dance party song, and grabbed my hand, dragging me out on the dance floor with her. No one else was dancing so I was awkwardly standing there as Strawberry started to dance. She scolded me and demanded I dance, so I attempted to do what is called “dancing”. After awhile Strawberry started to laugh and shout. I could help but smile and laugh because she was acting so stupid haha. I have to admit, I was starting to have a little bit of fun only because in her drunken stupor,she was actually being nice to me and treating me like a friend. This is the Strawberry I wish I could see on a daily basis. Even though we are opposites, I think we could still get along and be cordial.
The rest of our time was spent at the bar was spent dancing and laughing hysterically at each other. Believe it or not I did have fun with her, even if she might forget everything she we did. We managed to flag down a taxi to take us home. We each paid half and I helped her stumble into our house. That’s when she all of sudden had a energy boost and ran into the kitchen yelling about how hungry she was and she needs food. So we each took out a plate of the salad I made the other day, and sat down on at the table. I definitely wasn’t prepared for the following conversations that I was going to be apart of.
“Oh my berry yayyyy my favorite! You make the best food Clementine. Even though, its ummm healthy, its still really good!” she cheered
“Uh, thanks?” I chuckled
“What’s up with us? I mean, what are we going to do about this relationship between us?”
*Cough* “What? What do you mean?”
“Well I mean before we went out, we’ve avoided each other all semester and I was very rude to you. I think we should make amends or start over. I mean you’re really nice and agreed to come out with me even though I was such a berryhole.” she explained
“That’s true, you were very rude and hurtful. Thanks for realizing that. That takes a lot to do, and shows you’re a bigger person. Honestly I would like to be friends with you because you’re the opposite of me, and I could have a lot of fun and learn from you.” I smiled
“Really? Even after how I treated you?”
“Yeah, why not? I mean why not start over. Some people deserve second chances.”
“So do-over then?” she looked up at me
“Yes, do over.” I agreed
“You know, when I said you were judgmental and that smug type, I realized tonight you really aren’t. I’m sorry. Its just I don’t make friends easily when it comes to other women. They always have some issue about me that they don’t agree on, even though its my life. I shouldn’t of based that off of your looks, but you looked like a person who would have something to say about my lifestyle.” she apologized
“Oh no. I would never do anything like that. I wouldn’t be confident enough to tell you that if I did think that. I always try to welcome everyone with open arms. Haha sometimes that can be a flaw because I’m too nice. I get it from my mom. I thought you were very beautiful and I”m quite jealous haha.” I complimented
“Haha ohmyberry really? Thank you so much. You’re pretty too! You have to have confidence girl! You’re just a little shy, and that’s alright. Not everyone is open and confident. I mean we are women haha. You’re pretty cool Clemmy. Oh, do you mind me calling you that? Seems fitting for you.”
“Well its just my mom doesn’t have much confidence and I have two older brothers who were and still are very protective over me so its hard to be comfortable around guys especially. Its so hard being around so many guys. I definitely lived sheltered life haha that’s why I live here and am going to school here. Its all so confusing and I’ve never felt so naive. Oh, and I don’t mind if you call me that. Never had a nickname so its fine.”
“Oh well good, you can call me Straw too. Its what I prefer anyway. And don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll find some guy that will love you and cherish you. And if he doesn’t, well the’s not right for you because I can see you’re a really nice person. As for me, I don’t like being tied down so I just go out with different people.” she said
For about an hour after that we talked about anything and everything under the berry sun. It was a nice change from being hated and alone. I really enjoyed it too since she was slowly starting to sober up. Its nice to see the true Straw come out and to know she’s not really that mean. She’s a lovely person and strong. I still wish I could be like her, minus the drunken part and many guys. But, she has reasons for that which I respect. But, soon enough the sobering lead to her falling asleep on my shoulder and then I let her sleep on the couch while I went to bed.
The next morning I woke up and Straw was up early making a batch of coffee and lattes for us. She must of had a hangover from berry hell. I wanted to laugh and say something witty, but didn’t know where we stood on our relationship so I kept it to myself. I just walked out and grabbed one of the lattes she made and sat down next to her.
“Haha we sure did have fun last night. I’m definitely feeling it tonight.” she laughed
“Haha well what can I say, drinking heavily and dancing doesn’t always go together I’m sure.” I shrugged
“Yeah, probably not. Still sorry you came out with me. I know that’s something you’re not into, but I appreciate you came. Like I said, I don’t trust everyone at the bars so its good to have a wing-woman.”
“Hey its no problem. I mean I was confused as to why I said yes and why you asked the whole night, but turns out things turned out well right?”
“Well I guess, but really who does that with someone who was a berryhole to you? Haha Clemmy you are something else. Like I said, I don’t have much friends and you are the official friend I think I’ve made at the university. If that’s okay with you?” she quickly asked
“Oh my berry yeah? Why not? I don’t have any friends and I think the do-over we had last night marks us as being friends. Hopefully we can do more stuff together when school starts back up. Go out for some coffee haha.” I agreed
“Awe thanks, and yes we will have to do coffee and if you need anything let me know.” she stood up and opened her arms for a hug
“Yes, definitely. I’m a writer and coffee is my fuel so we will have to. And you’re welcome, oh, and thank you!” I giggled
Definitely a good start for my first friendship.
Okay, that’s it for Chapter Two! Chapter 3 won’t be up for awhile, since I’m going to southern Illinois for the holiday and will be busy with my family reunion. But, next week look for something hopefully! 🙂
Yay its finally here! 🙂 I’m sorry its been a little over a month, didn’t forget about The Moscato’s just been very busy. Finals are in two weeks, then I’m taking a summer class that starts a week after that XD Its going to be rought haha, 9-12pm every day for four weeks. I also have to do some job hunting and stuff like that. Plus, it was my birthday a week ago, and then my friends this weekend so its been hectic. I had create the characters for this generation first, then do some building, and then work through many distractions. But, its here.
I think this chapter will be relative in length to most chapters. Maybe a little shorter. There’s also a lot of dialogue. Also, there’s new downloads under the downloads tab. Please refer to my simblr for a list of CC used though. Don’t want to be screwing up your game. Hmm what else…….I don’t think there is anything. Oh, and remember that POV is from Clementine’s, unless otherwise stated.
Pose provided by Arosia
NOTE: STRONG LANGUAGE MAY BE USED
After about a day of traveling to Apple Loosa Pie, I finally reached the address that my future roommate sent me. As I was traveling through town, I find Apple Loosa Pie to be a sweet little town. The people look so friendly and it seems peaceful. No wonder mom didn’t want to leave when she had to. I mean she grew up here, and so did my grandparents. Its so quaint. I’ll probably end up living here myself, instead of moving back home. When I walked up to the house, I noticed that it look aged and a little rough, but I wasn’t expecting anything five-star. This is college after all, and I’m living in the college neighborhood. It was mostly wood that was deteriorating by the minute. But, this was what I was going to call home for the next four years. Might as well get used to it right?
I walked up to the porch and noticed there was an envelope with my name on it with my house key in it. I started to feel a little shy walking in acting like I own place, but then again I do live here. I slowly opened the door to see if my roommate was there to greet me, but she must not of heard me come up to the door. I didn’t want to go parading around the house looking for someone, so I thought I’d call out.
“Uhh hello? Is anyone home?” I said aloud
I waited a few seconds and that’s when a red-haired berry emerged from the back room. She started walking towards me and then stopped and stared at me for awhile. I was starting to feel uncomfortable because I didn’t know what to say to her and she looked rather irritated that I called out. Great start Clemmy. I tried to keep my gaze as she did so I didn’t feel intimidated. At closer look, the girl in front of me was quite beautiful actually. She has perfect features and I started to become a little jealous because I’m assuming she’s my roommate. I could tell she had immense confidence because she didn’t take her eyes off of me. After what seemed like forever of staring, she finally started to walk over to me. I couldn’t take it anymore and had to switch my eyes to the ground. How embarrassing. I look like so stupid.
“Hi, I’m Strawberry Shortcake, you must be the new roommate?” she quickly introduced herself
“Uh hi, and uh yes I am. I’m Clementine Moscato. Nice to uh, meet you.” I stammered
“Oh good, I was wondering when you’d arrive. Nice to meet you as well.”
“Well its good you’re here then. I just wanted to go over some house rules, and things about me you should know because I don’t want you to be surprised or anything.” she snapped quickly
“Oh okay.” I said quietly
“First off, I wan to get an idea for your personality and see how living together will coexist.”
“What do you want to know?”
“So uh what do you like to do in your free time?” she asked
“Um, not too much. I like to write and read mainly. I’m an English major and am working on starting a novel that will hopefully last me throughout college so I’ll have a foot in the door. ” I quietly answered
“Oh what? You like to read and write? Are you berryin’ serious?”
“Uh yes. I’m not lying.”
I was so confused. She spoke so fast that she was a hard person to talk to I have to say.
“Well I’m only asking if that’s all you do because I don’t like to do those things.” she admitted
“Well I wouldn’t expect you to like the same things I do.” I replied
“No, you don’t understand. I’m basically the total opposite of you. I really don’t care about school, as long as I make the grade. I would rather live my life without restrictions. I like to go out every weekend, and have a good time. I love bring people over and being social. You don’t seem to be like that. That might be a problem.”
“No, its fine. Really. If I don’t like it I’ll just leave and come back, and you’re free to do what you want. Just because I don’t really believe in being drunk and going out all the time, doesn’t mean that it will be difficult living together.”
” I mean are you sure? I’ve lived with people that have said that and it doesn’t end well. I don’t want to end up in a fight. And I want us to be straight up with each other. Because to be honest you seem like one of those goody-two-shoes that is just saying that to smooth things over. I honestly do not like that. So please, just tell me yes that’s okay or no, I can’t deal with that.” she scoffed
“Look, Strawberry I don’t know why you seem to think I’m lying? I mean sure, it might get irritating, but its not something I’m going to absolutely hate.” I quietly replied
“Look I’ve tried to be nice about this and tell you but you’re not making things easy. I can tell you’re lying and I can see the judgement all over your face. If you’re going to live here you need to be honest with me. I thought we could be friends since so far everyone I’ve lived with has been a enemy, and quite frankly I’m sick of it. This is why I go out, to get away from people like you.” she yelled frantically
I couldn’t say anything. I was so shocked and confused. Lying? Judging? Those were two things that I certainly wasn’t. I never lie and never judge anyone. I’m the most understanding person there is. I didn’t know what to say. I just frowned and let her keep on going. I can’t believe this is how my first day went of being an official college student. I can’t even make friends with my one roommate. How sad. After she was done ranting, she just walked away like it was nothing; like it didn’t even matter that she yelled her heart soul out at the person she’ll be living with for the next four years. I could tell this was going to be a long college career and first semester. I only hope it can get better.
After I paced around the kitchen for hours, not knowing what to do, a voice from behind startled me.
“Uh hello? Are you alright?” a gentle voice asked
I turned around and was surprised to see a man that just walked into the house?
“Oh, hi there. Yes, I’m fine. I was just thinking things over. Sorry.” I sighed
“Well don’t think too hard haha, looks like you were deep in thought. Might hurt your brain.”
“Yeah haha, you’re probably right.”
“Anyway, let me introduce myself. I’m Almond Cashew. You must be the third roommate?” he questioned
What? Another roommate? I was told Strawberry was the only one. That changes things, and good to know. Oh well let’s hope this one goes better.
“Oh? I didn’t know I’d be living with two people. Nice to meet you. I’m Clementine Moscato.” I continued
“Well I hope we can become friends since we’ll be living together.”
“Yeah, that would be really nice. I already had a falling out with Strawberry.”
“Oh, you’ve met Straw? Yeah, she can be a real piece of work. Sorry about that.” he chuckled
“You get along with her?” I shot back
“Yeah, but then again I’m hardly here. I just got an internship at city hall and it keeps me pretty busy.”
“Speaking of being busy, I gotta run. They keep me on my toes that’s for sure. But, when I have time, we should definitely catch up and really get to know each other!” he said cheerfully
“Haha okay, well good luck with your internship and yes we should set something up sometime.” I agreed
At least Almond seems nicer and down to earth. Hopefully I can really get to know him. He seems so nice and like he wants to get to know me. What a sweet guy.
Later that night, everyone had left and I had the house to myself. Emotions were draining out of me. I just wanted to curl up in a hole and never come out. How can I live here when the one person who even talked to me is barely here now? This is going to be a hellish time living here. I just lounged on the couch hoping I’d fall asleep and forget everything that happened. But, that’s when a great novel idea hit me. I scrambled off of the loveseat and quickly sat down in front of my laptop. My fingers started typing away. Right away I could tell this would be fiction and the main character would be a strong female protagonist. While writing the first few paragraphs and character profiling I could tell that this Warriorist, the title I conned for her would be my ulter ego. Everything I’m not but wish I could be.
Later that night I came home from a walk I took to further clear my mind of the day’s events. Everyone was in bed, and it was quiet. I figured it was probably time for me to go to bed too. School starts in a week and have to get into a routine. I walked into the room I shared with Strawberry conveniently, and she was sleeping away. I frowned again. Hoping somehow we can become friends. But, tomorrow is another day and can only hope for the best.
The Last Day Of Summer:
Well nothing has changed between Strawberry and I. She still hates me with every ounce of hate she has. I’m too scared of a chicken to pipe up and try to say something. Lately I’ve been exploring the town and seeing what it has to offer. See the place where my mom grew up. Like I said a quaint, little town. Today I went to the beach. Sat down in the sun and enjoyed the breeze and salty smell. It was relaxing and the perfect thing the day before school starts.
I hope you enjoyed the first official chapter of Generation Two! Not sure when chapter two will be out, but I have it all written out so all I have to do is play. Yesterday I didn’t have writer’s block and the ideas came flowing so hopefully it will be good. As I said, downloads under the tab, and hope you have a great day!