5-26-08 Written & Copyrighted by... Short ending~
starlucid:
axel i love your sims even when you try to make them ugly it seems you can't! This story has a lot of hot issues same-sex, race ecetera it's a hard subject you doing it very well.
AxelVal:
Thanks, Star, but I can make some horrible looking ones pretty easily!
I'll put up the next chapter sometime today or tomorrow.
AxelVal:
This chapter feels sort of rushed to me, but I'm still kind of happy as it's the longest one.
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Jahre and Helene were around a lot to help when I had my days off and both mom and dad went off to work. I always had a grip on Myles, and when I didn’t he was always close to me. I love that little boy and I tell you what, when his first word was ‘Andy’ I almost fainted. Soon enough the ‘terrible twos’ were upon us, and surprisingly, he was the only good one! Terenti was the biggest little troublemaker I’ve ever seen.
As you’ve noticed then, two years passed and Helene got to graduate, lucky her. We threw a party with a bunch of neighborhood kids and there was a lot of toasting with liquid Jell-o. Not Jell-o shots mind you, just regular old powder and water mix. It was good too! I’d never tried drinking the stuff but give it a try for yourself!
But…someone must’ve snuck something in there because after a few of those things I felt woozy and nauseous. Jahre, now fifteen, helped me to his room where he put me down on his bed and placed a bucket by the bed. I’m still not exactly sure how it started, whether it was him or me, but things got a bit…I’m not sure how to put it.
We’d never been anything more than friends, let me start with that. Or else he’d never confessed and I’d never confessed. I thought there was nothing to tell, but apparently I was wrong. Somehow though…things started to get a bit steamy. As I said I don’t remember what happened until the next morning when I woke up with a pounding headache.
I stepped out from underneath the covers, not realizing they weren’t mine, and went to the kitchen for a drink. I must’ve spent more time at that house than I thought ‘cause though they’re different layouts, I still felt as though I was at home. I grabbed a glass and filled it, along with an aspirin or two, and headed back to the bedroom. Swallowing the pills with a gulp of water and laying back under the covers I had just closed my eyes when…
Jahre’s hand reached out and wrapped around my arm. My eyes shot open and I leapt out of that bed so fast you’d’ve missed it if you blinked. His eyes opened up and looked at me. “What’s wrong?” his speech was slightly slurred from the spiked Jell-o the night before.
“You…we…I…” I couldn’t stop stammering.
Rubbing his eyes to rid them of sleep Jahre glanced around his room. “What happened here?”
“That’s what I want to know!” I sat down on the bed and began to pull on my clothes, which had been scattered across the room. “I’m going home,” I declared, my voice showed how serious was.
“But…” I slammed his door and rushed out of there. I avoided the boy at school too, much easier with the classes we had now. It was late my junior year and his sophomore one but our classes weren’t as the same as the year before.
After a few weeks he stopped coming altogether and I began to worry. As awkward as we were, he was still my first real friend I could remember. Helene stopped by my house one day; she was back home on a visit from the college she’d been scoping out for a year now. She started off the visit by giving me the third degree.
“Why haven’t you been over at all lately?”
I couldn’t tell her about hat happened…I didn’t even really know what happened. Nothing had become clearer except what I already could tell.
She sighed. “Jahre’s at the hospital right now.”
“What’s wrong?”
She shrugged. “He’s been sick lately according to dad. Nauseous, ‘specially early in the morning and late at night.” She shook her head. “But that doesn’t really matter, does it? I miss you, Andy. I wish you were a few years older so you could come to college with me.”
She said this all smiling and I blushed, the red showing harshly on my pale cheeks. “I’m happy you feel…” she cut me off. I won’t go into details, but…I’m pretty sure you get the picture.
Those details are still crisp in my mind as though it was all yesterday. I still can’t believe things got taken that far though. Being awkward around Helene was natural after that day, even more so than with Jahre.
After a few weeks she began to get sick just like she had described her brother. Speaking of him, Jahre had been released from the hospital with little but a few pills for the sick feelings and I began to lose the uneasy feeling I’d had around him. I began to go over to their house again after school, though there was still the awkward glance every once in a while.
A month or two had gone past since the episode with Helene and Jahre stopped wearing his customary tank top. When I asked him why he just shook his head.
“Is something wrong? Or just a change?”
“A change. Besides, I’m starting to gain weight.”
I gave the boy a strange look and he shook his head again. It only got stranger as his half-sister began to do the same thing when we got to see her. She gave me the same reason and I got more confused than ever.
Jahre still wasn’t coming to school and after another month I got worried. Going over for a surprise visit I caught him off guard and revealed everything to myself.
Jahre’s clothes were tighter than he wore when he knew I was coming over and I could see why the boy wasn’t going to school. He was gaining weight, just not in a normal way. I stared at him for a few minutes before he rushed off to his room and locked the door.
I yelled out his name as his father watched from the couch, not interrupting us. Rushing against his door my body slammed into it before I turned and leaned against it. “When did this happen?” I asked loud enough for him to hear me.
A few soft sobs were all I could hear for a few minutes. “At the grad party,” his voice cracked as he said those words.
“How do you know?” I hated asking that question, knowing what it insinuated, but I had too.
“’Cause you’re the only one,” was his choking reply. “It can’t be anyone else.”
“Open the door,” I told the boy gently. His voice drifted out, protesting. “Unlock it or I’ll go get something to pick it open!”
A minute later I heard the ‘click’ and reached behind me to open it. Turning I could see his tear-streaked face and couldn’t stop myself. I hugged him to myself and whispered to him. He started crying again and his father finally stood and came over.
“He’s not getting rid of it,” he told me softly.
“I don’t want him too. It’s my fault just as much and I’ll help.”
Zwei smiled at me and left us alone again. Sitting on the couch Jahre began to tell me though no one would be upset by what happened, even at school, he was still scared to go. His father’d enrolled him in an on-line school and that was going well. One of the teachers had been through something similar and was really helping him.
“Five months left,” he whispered to me during a lull in the conversation.
I looked to him in surprise before doing the math in my head. “Yeah, I guess so, huh?” We looked to each other and smiled a bit. Leaning over his head rested on my shoulder and we stayed that way for a bit.
I’m still not sure why but I leaned over and kissed the top of his head lightly. Jahre looked up at me, his cheeks slightly darker but he smiled soon enough and buried his face in my shoulder.
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Pictures start to thin out for a while here, sorry. It's all sappy-happy there at the end, huh?
Rue:
awwww I love sappy and happy!!!!!!
The pictures are great too. I keep wondering though whats wrong with your game, the skin of your sims sometimes makes such pixelated spots, maybe something with graphics? Its a pity because its beautiful otherwise, we-must-find-out. :devill:
starlucid:
Holy cow! LOL! hmm....I see a lot of smelly diapers in his future! LOL!
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