I feel so bad about not having a new chapter for so long, that I thought I would give you a peek of what's to come. :D My sim friend, Blythelyre, recently did this and I loved it!
I've done this for both Listening and this story. As with the ones I did for Listening, most of them it's pretty obvious who's talking but what might not be so clear is what they're talking about. There are a lot more for Jeff though since there are more pre-written chapters to choose from.
***If you don't want to have even a small hint about what's coming up in the story, you might not want to read these. They are pretty vague but they do hint at what's to come. :) Also, there is some language.****
*****
“Is that a problem. . .Why wouldn’t it be?” She kept looking
confused and I sighed. I was going to have to go a different route to find out
what was really going on since she wasn’t picking up on what I really wanted to
know. I decided to just flat out ask her.
“Star, why didn’t you mention them to me?”
She blinked several times before answering. “I guess I figured
that you’d find out about them at some point. Since they didn’t come up, I
didn’t think about them.”
*****
“Peter, please talk to me. I said I was sorry. . .”
“I know you did, Star, but you don’t even realize what is
really wrong here.”
“What in the world are you talking about Peter? You’re upset
that I didn’t tell you about what Jeff and I talked about.”
I nodded and turned around to look at her again. “Yes, but
it’s why you didn’t that matters.”
*****
Asshole! Jerk! I picked up one of my pillows and turned
around to fling it at the door. It didn’t give me the relief I was looking for
so I picked up another, and then another. Soon there was a pile of pillows in
front of the door and I still didn’t feel better. I stared at the pile of
pillows and was tempted to fall into them but was surprised by a knock on the
door.
*****
“Star. . .”
“I’m fine, Jeff. I just think I need some time alone.” I
lied. I couldn’t remember a time in our lives that I had lied to him and the
fact that I just had made me feel even worse than I did.
He hesitated for a moment and then put his hand on my arm.
“If you want to talk, you know where to find me.” I nodded and continued to not
look at him as he took his hand away and walked toward the door.
*****
“We didn’t do that last time; we were going to wait till
after the ultrasound to talk about names. Why don’t we do that this time?” I
watched as her smile quickly vanished from her face. The coloring in her face almost went white
and then, just as suddenly, turned a
shade of red that I had never seen before.
“Fine! We’ll talk about it after!” She stormed off and
slammed the bedroom door behind her. I had no idea what had just happened. I
was honestly just glad that she was gone.
*****
“Jefferson, are you sure you don’t want to talk about names
before we go?”
He sipped his coffee slowly before answering. “No. I think
it might be better to wait. Plus, you never know, we may have to come up with
more than one.”
I stopped eating and stared at him. I had never even thought
of that being a possibility. Both his older brother and sister were twins and
each of them had a set of twins. Bridgette was about to have her second set of
twins. “Surely the reason Charlie and Bridgette had twins is because they’re
twins.” I argued.
*****
“I just like looking nice when Jefferson gets home and a
couple nights ago, while we were lying in bed, he told me this was one of his
favorites. ‘Never hurts to look good for your husband.’ That’s what my momma
always told me.”
Star immediately started to act uncomfortable. “Plus, I
think this dress shows off my growing belly. I think you’d agree with me that Jefferson
is going to make a wonderful daddy.” That was just enough to make her face grow
red.
*****
I heard the squeaking noise of her getting out of her desk
chair and soon she opened the door. I couldn’t help but smile as she did, her
hair was piled on top of her head and she was actually wearing her glasses,
something that she didn’t do very often.
“Must be serious if you’re wearing your glasses.” I teased
her.
“Well, it is finals you know.” She actually smiled back.
*****
I was laying on my bed rereading an accounting chapter for
the next day’s final when I heard a knock at my door. It was too heavy of a
knock to be Star so I figured it was Jeff since Rosamund would never knock on
my door.
“Come in.” I watched the door open and saw Jeff. “Figured it
was you.” I said as I got up.
“X-ray vision?” He joked.
“I wish.” I admitted. As I looked at him I noticed that he
looked down. I immediately thought of the baby. “Everything okay with the
baby?”
*****
“Anytime means anytime.” She warned. “So why don’t we stop
arguing and just go with the name I like. It would make things so much
simpler.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. It felt like the walls were
starting to close in on me. I walked over to the foyer table and grabbed my
keys. “Where are you going?!”
“To my parents’ house. I haven’t seen them since my birthday
and I think they might appreciate it if I visited them a little more often,
since I am in town, afterall.”
*****
“I must be hearing things! I could have sworn I heard. . .”
I looked towards the stairs and Charlie was coming down them with Bridge and
Carson behind him. “Someone pinch me,
I’m seeing things! It must be a mirage or something! That can’t possibly be my
little brother standing in the hallway!”
*****
“How’s Rosamund doing?”
“Very pregnant, and very moody.”
He nodded. “Well, that happens in the last couple months
sometimes.”
“Yeah, we’ll blame it on the pregnancy.” I heard Bridge say
under her breath and Carson tried to shush her.
*****
“You’re not imposing, Star.” I tried to reassure her.
She nodded and looked towards the kitchen. “Is Kate in the
kitchen?”
“Yeah, she’s helping Mom with lunch.” Bridge told her.
“Thanks.” I watched her walk into the kitchen and then
turned to see Bridge looking at me.
“What?”
“Nothing.” She said and immediately started biting her lip.
*****
“How did you get here, Rosamund?”
“I had the butler drive me since I was stranded alone at
home.” She said nastily.
“You could have called my cell phone.”
“I shouldn’t have had to. You should have been home with me
in the first place.” I looked around the room and everyone was staring at her.
I had only thought that her behavior at the birthday party was embarrassing.
This was far, far worse. I calmly walked over to Bridge who was giving Rosamund
a look of death and handed George to her. I then calmly walked over to Rosamund.
*****
“The baby's coming. Where’s the doctor?” She calmly asked
one of the other nurses.
“I’m here! Sorry! I was in my office with a patient so it
took a minute to get here.” He turned to Rosamund and me. “I’m doctor. . .”
“I don’t give a rats ass who you are! Just get this baby out
of me, NOW!!!” Rosamund yelled at him and then screamed as she had another
contraction.
*****
“That really doesn’t make me feel any better. Just makes me
feel more stupid.”
“Well, in a way, we’ve all been stupid. I hate to say it,
but it’s true. Maybe this is part of growing up, making big mistakes that we
hopefully learn from.”
“Well, if that’s the case, we’ll be some of the smartest old
people on the planet.”
*****
That night I laid awake thinking about the conversation that
Robert, Regina, and I had in the kitchen. Just like them, I was really worried
about Rosamund. She had never been the most cheery person, but her lack of
enthusiasm was troubling. She acted more upset now than she did after we lost
our first baby which made no sense to me, but not much about Rosamund made
sense to me. Her behavior was almost always the opposite of what anyone would
expect.
*****
“Are you. . .suggesting what I think you are?” I felt my
heart start to beat faster and I started silently praying that I was wrong. I
knew Jeff had made a mistake marrying her but what she was suggesting went
beyond anything that I thought she was capable of.
*****
I looked over at the bedroom door and felt my disbelief
turning to anger. I wanted answers and I wanted them at that very moment.
“ROSAMUND!!!”
I heard her murmur through the monitor. “ROSAMUND GET OUT
HERE NOW!!!” I heard her scramble in the monitor and the bedroom door flung
open.
“What the hell are you doing, Jefferson. . .?!"
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