Forever Starts Today Chapter 12 & What the... Pictures!
arielle22:
Good upadte cant wait for more
phishfood1301:
---Lot has been going on in my live, example: Getting Married! I'm Now Dr. E Bruce*! and I'm now in NY, NY! My aunt got tired of My Grandfather's Penthouse, so who could refuse? (It's overlooking Central Park) Also quiting my job and becoming a stay at home mom to my lovely two daughters (one of who me and David adopted) and sister and her baby. Just some pictures:
* yes it's that David Bruce
Then:
My white t-shirt is not in fashion, everyone’s wearing neon ugly pieces of garbage. My big, baggy t-shirt has more than served it’s time in my fashion jail. Little do I know my style will become big in the 90’s. People didn’t seem to understand that I’m pregnant at first. I’ve gone from being a string bean to being a string bean with a beer belly and then the sluttly pregnant teen. The Classic’s teacher’s room is my safe haven. Mrs. Fox seems to be the only one who understands. She lets me play Bob Dylan.
I walk in and flop down on her bean bag in the “Lilith Corner”, a place where I keep my acoustic guitar and my snacks. She’s in a parent teacher conference. I turn on “I Shall Be Released”.
“Mr. and Mrs. Jones, we’re in luck! Lilith is just the person to help Annie.” Mrs. Fox says happily.
“But, she’s…” Mr. Jones says slowly and quietly as if I can’t hear. Mrs. Jones just snickers and says “Her?” Mrs. Fox is not put off by this.
“You just don’t know her. Lilith, how old are you and what grade are you in?” Mrs. Fox smiles.
“15 and I’m a junior, and don’t think I can’t hear you!” I say bitterly as I continue to sing “Any day now, any day now, I shall be released…”
“Lilith has a full-ride to the university. She’s The Classic’s League President she skipped two grades this semester…” Mrs. Fox keeps on talking about everything but the pregnancy. I notice there’s a small mousey girl with overly sized glasses. I smile at her. She looks down. Mrs. Fox asks me to show Annie around. I agree. Annie doesn’t talk much at first.
“So, where are you from?” I pry.
“Georgia.” She says with a thick southern accent. “Are you…Pregnant?”
“Yeah, five months. Do you like Bob Dylan?”
“I love him! I was trying to stop my self from singing along with you in the class room.” She gushes. “Wow, your tall.” She remarks.
“Yeah, I’m 5’12. How tall are you?”
“5’2. Can I ask that you not squish me?” She laughs at her own joke. She has a funny laugh. We walk around, I tell her which bathrooms to avoid and which one are the cleanest. As we turn the corner to the senior hall I’m attacked by the smell of Gamma Rays, I’ve decide that’s what is oozing off of this hallway, and of course Hannah and her friends, David is not there.
“Well look who it is.” Fake blond 1 says.
“Aww, she has friend.” Fake Blond 2 smirks.
“What are you doing here dweeb?” Hannah pounces.
“I’m in school?” I say sarcastically.
“I thought I told you to stay away from here or else!” Hannah sneers as she inhales a cigarette. I want one so badly. Annie looks down.
“It’s a free country; I can go where I want, when I want. And be careful what you say, you never know what will slip out of my mouth during court. I might accidentally mention that you threaten me and my baby’s life.” A crowd is forming, which just eggs Hannah on.
“Bitch, I will beat your ass if you…” Hannah threatens. But I cut her off mid sentence.
“If you still think I can’t kick your ass, your wrong.” My emotions never change.
“Lil! Hannah! Stop it!” David burst through the crowd. “Hey.” He says shyly to me as he rubs my belly.
“Excuse me!” Hannah says.
“Hannah, get this through your head! Lilith will always be part of my life! She’s carrying my freaking child! Got It?” He turns to me. “Lil I’m sorry.”
“Whatever. Tell your fiancé she is soo not welcome in the delivery room, but your still welcome.” I say sweetly. “By the way, are you coming to my Lamaze class after school? I kind of need a ride and seeing as you have the BandMobile.”
“Yeah, I’ll met you by the flagpole.” The bell rings. “Oh, got to go!” He hugs me and kisses Hannah. I find Annie and continue the tour.
“How do stand being talked to like that?” She asks amazed.
“You get used to it.” I sigh.
“What was it about anyway?”
“Hannah is David, my baby’s father, fiancé. She wants custody of Dylan.”
“Why? No offense.”
“I don’t know. David asked her to marry him two days after he proposed to me. I think she just can’t handle the fact that she is the rebound.”
“Why’d you turn him down? I know girls who would kill to marry their baby’s father!” Annie questions.
“I’m gay. Plain and simple. David and me got drunk, and had sex. I don’t remember any of it. Sex I mean.”
“Oh.” Annie looks down.
arielle22:
ahh shes so cute :D!
phishfood1301:
Thank you!
Her name is Norah. It was pure luck that I happen upon her. She was playing at the REC center near my new apartment, and I was lost...I spent 10 years living in New York City and I still get lost! Her mother was junkie, and had left her their while she went to get meth....A weeks and a ton of paperwork later I have another lost soul in my house. I have 6 people crammed into my apartment now... maybe more soon....hint! hint!
I didn't change Annie's name. She really was Annie Jones. (how many Ann Jones in the world are there? I met another down the street)
I've been so tempeted to enter my photo collection instead of sims pictures.. but... I can't. I can't open the final box of photos. I want to think Leo as a young, healthy.....oh! Next Chapter! Sorry!
phishfood1301:
I find now, I have a lot of time on my hands. So I will be update as soon as possible for the chapters... Also, I'm pregnant! I'm about 2 months and due sometime in May-June-ish area. The doctor was closed so I don't know. Thank god for pee-sticks. I'm about to tell the Bruces and my family so shh!
Now:
The Police station has a million pots around, hoping to catch the falling rain. My brown hair collects around my head, it so humid in there. People ask if I’m Italian all the time, for some strange reason my skin is darker that the rest of the family, I get it from Mimi. It just happen over night. I went to bed pale, and woke up tan. I look nothing like the rest of the pale town. Even the African Americans seem pale, I say because this town drains the life out of you.
David shows me to a desk. He says he’ll be right back. I sit in his seat. I look at the photos. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 photos of me and sometimes I’m with him. I look at a very familiar one. Dylan’s sonogram. I see one wedding photo of him and Hannah. I suddenly feel guilty. I’ve been so rude to him all these years, and he still keeps my photo on his desk. I look at one photo to another. Me and him, I must be 8 months pregnant and we’re sitting on top of the BandMobile, I’m playing the harmonica and he’s rubbing my belly. In another one we’re little kids and Mrs. Bruce is teaching us to make cookies, Harry’s even in this one. In the next one, I have a black eye and a broken arm. I remember when that was taken. Dad had beat me up, and the Bruce’s took care of me while dad went to his anger management classes. That was the one condition that the Bruce’s had when he did that sort of stuff. He get counseling, but it never seemed to work. I’m bawling now as I hold the last picture. Me, David and Dylan. He’s holding him. Dylan looks so tiny. I’m barely smiling. My hair looks like I was in a rave all night. I’m still in my hospital gown, David is in scrubs. I can see the bassinet behind us; it says “Baby Boy Bruce”. A man walks over, and puts a hand on my shoulder.
“Ma’am are you all right?” He asks.
“No. I’ve been so cruel to my best friend and I don’t think I deserve his forgiveness.”
“Why don’t we go to a quiet place?”
“I have to wait for David.”
“Okay. By the way, I’m Captain Hardway.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m Lilith.” I turn and shake his hand.
“I know who are. Everybody does. Your all Det. Bruce talks about.”
“Oh.” I look up. The entire squad is looking at me. “Doesn’t he something better to talk about?” I joke. Just then David comes back with a pile of paperwork.
“Captain!” David says surprised.
“I’ve finally met the world famous Lilith. I think she has something to tell you.”
“Hey! I’m the therapist here.” I tease.
“Yeah. Um… here, we have to do some paperwork.”
Then:
The flagpole is a favorite meeting place. I stand in what feels like 3 feet of snow wait for David. The Flag is up even though it’s raggedy and old, I think it’s against the law but no one seems to mind. I hear the clomps of shoes in the snow and turn, but it’s only Leo.
“Hey!” I say happily.
“Uh...Hi.” Leo says. “Who are you waiting for?”
“David.” I smile.
“Oh. Lil…I owe you an apology. I was a real jerk about David, uh… strangling you. But he’s my best friend and so are you. Can we still be band mates?”
“I thought you didn’t want me in the band! How about we do something after my Lamaze class? You, me, David, and Monica.”
“I’d love to!” Monica walking into the conversation.
“Me too.” David said as he came up behind me. “So Leo, what do you say?”
“Okay.” He said sadly but we didn’t notice. If only we had noticed!
David and me are the only teens in the Lamaze class. Everyone else is over 30 and staring at us. They all have been together since the birth of the class’s first children. They seem to have timed their pregnancies so they all are on either their second or third baby. The instructor insist that we do the get to know you game. Kathy’s a stay-at-home mom, so is Linda, Trudy, Abigail, Sally, Mary, and Hope. Tom is a…. “Benefactor” (Unemployed), Josh is a cop, Mike is janitor, Frank is the male nurse, Ed is a doctor, Steve is a mechanic, and Will is a lawyer. It’s our turn to introduce ourselves to the hostile room.
“I’m David; I’m a junior, and an eagle scout.” David looks at me with an “I’m only faking serious look”. “This is Lilith, my uh… take it away Lil.”
“Hi, I’m Lilith. I’m fifteen and a junior too; I have a full ride to the University. And I haven’t a cigarette in 4 months.” The room fills with the “tsks” of Ward and June Cleavers. Soon the class is doing breathing exercises, and me and David are lost.
“Okay, breathing Hee-hoo-hoo.” David tries to coach.
“What the hell was someone smoking when they thought of this and where can I get some?” I said a little too loud. The class looks over.
“Hormones.” David mouthed. All the fathers nodded. I slap his arm.
“Want to get out of here?” I ask quietly.
“Yes please!” He replies.
“David, what time is it?” I say loudly as so he can follow my lead.
“4:30, Oh no!”
“David, how many times are we going to forget your court date?”
“You should be the one to talk! You’ve got Druggie Club in 5 minutes!”
“Hey! It is Narcotics Anonymous! I’ve been clean for a month!” Soon the class was more than appalled. And we left “arguing”.
As soon as we reached the main hallway of the REC center we where laughing our heads off.
“Hey, look what closet it is.” I say pointing at the broom closet.
“Well I’ll be. It seems to be open.” David said as he picked the lock.
“Wow it’s handy to have an eagle scout around.” I teased. We sat down in the closet and looked around.
“Hey! My cap stick!” David said.
“Hey! My underwear. I was wonder where this went to!” I hand David the underwear. “Have something to remember me by!” I say romantically sarcastic.
“Wow! Now I have your virginity, your underwear, and your first born! Boy I’m lucky!”
“You can also have my first kiss.” I say as I kiss him on the lips. Before we know it we’re making out. And then once again, we’re having sex in the broom closet of the REC center, only this time I’m not drunk. It was like finding the Holy Grail, or a third arm, something cool like that. We get dressed again, and walk out to see the whole Lamaze class outside of the door.
“What?” David says. “The woman likes sex!” He says as he grabs my hand and we leave. Some of the men pat him on the shoulder and give him and “Atta Boy!”
Tom says “Kathy, Why can’t you be like that?” She scoffs. It’s only halfway home that I remember that I’m suppose to be gay. We pull up to the driveway and Hannah is there. She looks pissed.
“Where the hell have you been?” She pounces on David.
“Jeez, chill! I told you that I was going to Lilith’s Lamaze class, after all, I am the father!” He replies.
“Uh-huh. What’s in your pocket?” She asks bitterly.
“Napkins. I ate two dozen cookies or so, and there wasn’t a trash can.” I save.
“Speaking of which go get Ozzy.” David changes the subject.
“Who’s Ozzy?” Hannah asks.
“And you get Floyd. Meet me down here in five minutes.” I tell David.
“Who’s Ozzy and Floyd?” Hannah asks angrily.
“I’m gonna need your help.” David says.
“Dude, can’t carry more than 5 pounds doctor’s orders.”
“What the Heck are you two talking about?”
“Oh yeah, I’ll ask my dad.” We run to our houses leaving Hannah alone. I grab Ozzy, my acoustic guitar, and he begins to carry down Floyd, his drums. The Reverend follows behind him.
“Hello Hannah.” Rev. Kelly says coldly. He thinks that I should be the one wearing the ring.
“Hello…um…” Hannah trails off.
“Hello Rev. Kelly, Do you mind putting this in?” I asks as I come down my stoop.
“Lilith, what a pleasant surprise. David, you weren’t seriously letting her carry that!” The Reverend beams. “How was Lamaze?”
“Better than we expect. I learned a bunch of new breathing exercise that I will definitely use.” I wink at David, he blushes.
“My dad’s out of town next week, do you mind if I stay with you guys? I really miss church.” I smile. Just then Mrs. Bruce comes out.
“Lilith! I thought I heard your voice! When’s the next sonogram? Grams is wanting a copy! She’s the first of all her friends to be a great-grandmother and boy, does she brag!”
“Grams’ isn’t totally mad at me?”
“Oh heavens no!” The Rev. Kelly says, “We always wanted to have you in the family and now we finally have you!” He begins to talk like a zombie. “You are one of us now!” Hannah clears her throat. “And Hannah.” He adds bitterly. Mrs. Bruce suddenly look like a light went off in her head.
“Why don’t we throw an engagement and baby shower? For Hannah and Lilith.”
“I’m free until June then I start to get busy.” I smile as Reverend loads the final drum into the BandMobile.
“I guess.” Hannah says. I feel guilty, Hannah is the fiancé but I’m the focus of the attention.
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