2.7 Here We Go Again!

Ty and I adjusted to married life very well. He even adopted my son Cato, who now calls him Dad. It really made me so happy seeing those two together.

Stresses were running high at City Hall; it was Election Season and I had put my name on the ballot. I was officially running for Mayor of Sunset Valley. It was a time for press conferences, door to door campaigning, running political ads on TV, making speeches around town and debating with my opponents Mr. Alfonso Crews and Mrs. Raina Roarke, who just happened to be good friends of mine.

Everything was going great until 2 months before Election Day, I started feeling sick to my stomach. Unlike the first time when I thought I had the flu, I knew exactly what was going on. I was pregnant and just to make sure, I took a pregnancy test and it confirmed my suspicions. I was positively delighted but this meant backing out of the electoral race to being Mayor and I’d have to hold a press conference explaining my actions.

But first I’d have to tell Ty. I decided to tell my family over dinner one night. I picked a night that Ty wasn’t working and made a dinner of spaghetti in veggie sauce. After small talk of how everyone’s day went, I finally spilled the beans.

“So guys, I have news!” I said happily.

“You got picked to be Mayor?!” Cato guessed excitedly. I laughed and shook my head.

“No, but I have to back out actually.” Tyler looked up from his meal and frowned.

“Why, honey? Isn’t that what you really wanted?” “Well yeah,” I replied. “But I really want more kids.” I had a small smile on my face while Ty looked completely confused.

“But…why…don’t…wait a minute…Ve, are you pregnant?!” My smile grew even bigger as I confirmed and he dropped his fork and stared. “I’m gonna be a daddy?” I shook my head. “Yep!” Oh my Watcher,” he exclaimed and leaving his dinner forgotten, he ran over to my side of the table and gave me a big hug and kiss.

Allie was excited about being an auntie and happily rubbed my belly. Cato, however was most displeased and he cleaned up his dinner without saying a word and stalked to away to his room.

When I went in his room after him, he screamed at me to leave him alone. I was surprised because he’d always been an even tempered child and I’d never heard him so much as raise his voice. Feeling dejected and worried, I walked away.

I talked to Ty about it and he thinks Cato just needs time to adjust to the fact he won’t be an only child anymore. He suggested I give him space and I reluctantly agreed. I went to bed feeling sad and depressed because my own son wasn’t talking to me.

However I was feeling emotionally, I knew I’d have to suck it up because the next morning I had a press conference. I invited all the news channels to my home to film me addressing the citizens of Sunset Valley live at 10 AM. I was a bit nervous but finally the time came and the reporters started pouring in.

“Good morning citizens of Sunset Valley,” I started. “Ever since I was an intern at Sunset Valley City Hall working under Governer Kimura, I set my sights on becoming Mayor of this beautiful city. I worked hard and dreamed hard until I was finally able to place my name on the voting ballots. However, as we all know, sometimes things don’t go as planned.”

I paused for a second and took in a deep breathe. “I’m backing out of the race to be Mayor of the city. I cannot give the city the attention it deserves and needs because…I am with child. As any mother knows, it will be next to impossible to run a city and raise a newborn. I’d like to offer my support to my two good friends and former opponents City Council Members Alfonso Crews and Raina Roarke. Thank you to the wonderful citizens of Sunset Valley and may Watcher bless you.”

When I was done, there was a flurry of questions about my pregnancy and the future. I smiled and answered them all to the best of my ability but after a while, I indicated that I was tired and the reporters left. I changed into some comfy clothes, got some ice cream and curled up with “What To Expect When You’re Expecting”.

The next few months, Ty did everything in his power to make sure that I was 100% comfortable during my pregnancy. He cooked my favorite meals, gave me massages and would call home from work just to check up on me.

I could tell he was going to be an amazing dad.

Just like when I was pregnant with Cato, Allie picked up chores around the house and was always rubbing my belly, trying to feel for her new niece of newphew.

Cato still wasn’t talking to me; he avoided me around the house and when we were in the same room, he wouldn’t even look at me. It hurt to be ignored by my son but I continued to give him space. Allie told me she heard him crying in his room and talking to himself about how he didn’t want any stinky babies.

One day, I returned from a well needed trip to the spa to find Ty waiting for me in our bedroom grinning like an idiot.

“Why are you so smiley?” I asked, amused.

“I have a surprise for you.” He took my hands and led me into the bedroom down the hall from ours.

“Close your eyes,” he said. I obediently shut my eyes and let myself be led into the room.

“Open them.” I let out a huge squeal. The room was a painted a neutral shade of green and was decorated with decorative children’s stickers and toys. We just found out we were having triplets (which surprised no one considering I was a triplet) but we didn’t found out the gender. “This is amazing!” I squealed and hugged my husband. With the room all prepared, I couldn’t wait to meet my new babies.

The rest of my pregnancy passed without much event or complaint. I spent most of my time working from home, painting and eating pistachio ice cream.

Cato still wasn’t talking to me by the time I reached 35 weeks and I decided this has gone on long enough. I went and visited my son in his bedroom where he was playing with his toys. When I walked in,  he gave me a glare and muttered, “oh, it’s you,” and went back to playing.

I ignored that comment and went to stand next to him.

“Cato, talk to me honey. Why are you upset?” I thought he was going to yell and throw a tantrum but instead he started crying.

“I don’t want you and daddy to forget about me!” he wailed. Immediately, I comforted my son.

“Honey, no. We won’t forget about you, I promise.” He looked up at me with those big brown eyes.

“Pinky promise?” I hooked pinkies with his and shook my head. “Pinky promise.” He gave me a small smile.

“Are you gonna be a good big brother now?”

“Yeah! I’m gonna teach them how to play Batman!” I laughed and then ruffled his hair. “Alright buddy. In the meantime, get ready for bed. You’ve got school in the morning.”


Later that night, I went into labor. Ty rushed me to the hospital where after 12 hours of labor, I delivered two girls and a little boy. We named them Seneca Wes, Hazelle Rue and Primrose.


Updates, news, blah blah!

so, I’ve had the next chapter written for a bit now, probably like a week & a half but I haven’t uploaded it (obviously) lol. I’m still trying to figure out where I’m taking this story.

I’ve decided i’m going to end this generation early. Not NOW, probably in about 2-3 chapters. There’s not a lot to say & Vera’s story is pretty much done. Plus, I’m really excited for next generation to start.

also, I’ve decided instead of heir votes, I’m going to have naming theme votes. The first generation’s theme was names that my bf & I liked (since it was based off myself & my IRL boyfriend) & the second gen is Hunger Games. After each generation I will post a poll of name themes & whichever one wins will be that theme for that generation.

I’m probably going to delete my forum thread. I don’t go on there that much anymore so I’m probably going to just use the LAWSI challenge thread for updates.

If you’d like me to add your story to the “Stories I Love To Read” section, don’t be afraid to let me know! 🙂

that’s all I have to say for now.

The next update will be out early next week? I need to proofread it, make it look pretty, ect.

2.6 House Hunting and Wedding Bells

Author’s note: In honor of JK Rowling and Harry Potter’s birthdays, 10 points to Gryffindor if you can spot the HP quote 🙂 btw, I’m sorry there’s not a lot of pics of the wedding, my game as usual would not cooperate! The whole wedding scene isn’t even real because somehow Ve & Ty already got married without me knowing? -_- so I just made them have a formal party on the beach. so yeah…sorry for no wedding pics. stupid game.

The first night that Tyler moved in, it became apparent that we were going to have to move as soon as possible. Since we were engaged, it was obvious we’d move into a bigger home eventually but since Cato had no where to sleep and Ty ended up sleeping on the couch so that my son could sleep in a bed. It was time for a new home.

Over the next couple of weeks, instead of planning our wedding, we were now house hunting. We decided to call Landgraab Realty Company so we could find the house of our dreams. We had a meeting with our real estate agent Malcom Landgraab to tell him what we wanted so he could match our preferences and needs with available homes.

The first home we looked at was nice and big with 5 bedrooms but the rooms were small and not well suited to raise a family in. Tyler didn’t like the house because the cabinets were outdated and the carpet wasn’t to his taste (Ty is a bit of a snob)

The second we looked at was a family home with 4 bedrooms, a garage and a big backyard but it was out of our price range and upon further inspection had an ant problem.

We looked at at least 4 more homes until we found the perfect one. This was one was the last on Mr. Landgraab’s list for us because he knew it was slightly out of our price range but looking at the house, it was worth it as an investment. The house had 6 bedrooms which were all decent sized, 3 bathrooms,  an open kitchen and dining room, a laundry room, a nice sized family room and a great big backyard. But the most wonderful thing about this house was the placement. It was right on the beach and from my kitchen I could see the big blue ocean. Tyler absolutely loved the view of the beach from the kitchen.

We bought the house and moved in straight away. Cato picked his bedroom and chose red wallpaper to decorate with and superhero posters.

Allie chose her bedroom and picked pink and white flowery wallpaper along with paintings from the art gallery to decorate her room.

Tyler and I got the master bedroom with a bathroom attached. We decorated our room with a blue and white wallpaper and white carpet.

We decided to leave the rest of the rooms unfurnished for now until we had more money since we still had to furnish the downstairs. Tyler picked out how to decorate the kitchen and I did the living rooms and the study.
Finally, our house was to liking and it was time to move on the next big thing on our list, planning our wedding. We decided to have a small wedding on the beach behind our house with only our closest friends and family present. Allie and Val went with with me to pick my wedding dress. It was a white strapless dress with beaded designs and lace accents. It was so beautiful!

The night before our wedding, I decided against going out to a club or a bar since I was a city council member and it was not appropiate for me to do so, so instead I settled for a little bachelor party at my house. Cato spent the night at his friend Mikey’s house and Allie spent the night in her room. My brothers took Tyler out for a night on the town.

We had a grand time at my bachelorette party and I was happily surprised to see that my sister Val brought around a “friend”. It was my sister Val that made the toast that nearly brought me to tears.

She held up her glass and said “To my wonderful twin sister Vera…you’ve always been a positive and caring and perservering person. Even after that shit with that asshole Tom, you still managed to move on and find love when it was perfectly reasonable for you to never trust a man again. Tyler is a wonderful man and I’m happy that you’re happy. May all your ups and downs be in bed!” I slopped the rest of my margarita down my outfit because I was laughing so hard, as was everyone else. That’s my twin, the joker.

Since Val was staying the night (while Ty was staying at Noah’s) she helped me clean up from the party then we sat down to have a glass of wine on the deck overlooking the pool. It was nice to spend some time with my sister since it had just dawned on me, we hadn’t spent much time together since we were kids.

“Ya know, I really wish mom and dad were here to see this,” I said, gazing out at the sunset.

Val nodded her head in agreement. “Me too…and not just for this. For everything. Seeing Allie grow up, Julius coming back from the military, Noah being editor in chief of the newspaper, you being elected a city council member, the grandkids,” she listed. I remember being pregnant with Cato and wishing on everything I had that my mother was there with me.

“I know they’d be proud of us and even though they’re not here to see it, doesn’t mean they’re not with us, ya know?”

There was a long pause and my sister turned to me and smiled and said, “The ones that love us never really leave us.” I smiled back, realizing that she was exactly right, and we toasted to the last statement.

It was 1PM, one hour before my wedding and I was in my bathroom stalling by primping and gussying even though I knew I didn’t need it. I was having second thoughts, cold feet as they call it. What if our marriage didn’t work? What if he left me like Tom did? I had so many thoughts going through my mind I didn’t realize my sister had walked in.

“Vera, do you want to be late to your own wedding?” Val lightly scolded me but then she saw the look on my face and immediately lightened up. I guess her twin senses must have kicked in because she knew exactly what I was thinking and what was wrong with me.

“Vera,” she started gently. “You need to let go. Stop letting Tom run your life. He’s long gone and he’s not coming back. What he did was despicable and disgusting but it happened so now you have to move forward. You can’t let it affect your future. Tyler is a good man. He won’t do that to you. If he does, which again, I severly doubt, don’t forget I’m a scientist. I can make something dreadful just ‘slip’ into his morning coffee.” I knew in my heart that my sister was right and I giggled at her remark about slipping something in to his coffee if he hurts me.

I was ready to get married.


My brothers Julius and Noah set up the spot on the beach where we were getting married. There was chairs perfectly aligned, a radio, a buffet table and my favorite thing, an archway with flowers over it.

At 2 PM all out guests arrived and took their seats.
The ceremony started and I walked down the aisle on shaky legs but I kept my eye on my future husband to stop me from throwing up.
I reached the altar and grabbed Tyler’s hands. He recited his vows and I recited mine and then we passionately kissed each other while everyone threw rice at us.

The rest of the night we and all our guests danced the night away. It was a beautiful wedding but I couldn’t wait to get home to my new husband.
When we got home, Tyler got in the bed but I went in the bathroom to change into my sexy lingerie. “Going to bed, Ty?” I purred from the doorway. When he saw what I was wearing, his eyes almost fell out his head. “N-no…no I’m not,” he said. I climbed into bed with my husband and we made love all night.

2.5 Changes Part 2

Author’s note: hey! so I experimented with the whole writing before you play thing & it worked for the most part but my game just REFUSED to cooperate for the party scene so….use your imaginations for it xD lol

“When in doubt, choose change.” -Lily Leung

A lot has changed in the 5 years since I started dating Tyler. For one, I was completely and truly happy with every aspect of my life. Tyler treated me wonderfully. He was always taking me on dates, giving me flowers and buying me gifts.

When I said I wanted to take the relationship slow, I meant it and he respected it. He never pushed me to go any further than what I wanted. Right now at five years later, he was just now spending nights over my house, although we never did anything.

My little man was growing up so fast, he was walking, talking and potty trained. It was so hard to believe that he’d be going off to kindergarten in the fall.

Allie was now 11 and half years old and was ready to start middle school. I still wasn’t sure if she should go to public school but she had said she wanted to go so I enrolled her.

Tyler had finished culinary school and had just gotten a job at the Bistro as a waiter. (which meant he had to cut off his beautiful hair) It wasn’t much but everyone had to start somewhere. As for my job, I was growing tired of being ordered around by Governer Kimura. Don’t get me wrong, I liked her well enough and I respected her but I sure was glad that I was elected as a city council member so I wasn’t under her 24/7.

Throughout the years my brothers and sister found there way back to Sunset Valley, much to my delight. Even though I had occasionally touched base with them over the years, it was nothing like being reunited with my twin brother and sister and older brother in the flesh.
The first to come back to Sunset Valley was Valentina, who had originally left to research Simbots at a science facility in Riverview, was transferred back to the Valley to begin paranormal research. That was kinda freaky but she seemed excited about it so I was happy for her.

Noah came back from Bridgeport not too long after Val with a wife and a young son named Dylan. Noah had been a journalist for the city’s elite but when he met, fell in love with and eventually married a woman named Cori Andrews, he knew the big city wasn’t for him anymore. A few months after they gave birth to their first son Dylan, he found a home here in Sunset Valley and he was hired as editor in chief to the Valley Times newspaper.

The last to come back was my oldest brother Julius. Julius was deployed off and on throughout the years and was being sent back and forth between the military base and Egypt. While he was in Egypt, he was seeing a woman and she eventually fell pregnant. Shortly after he found out his girlfriend was pregnant, he was sent back to Sunset Valley and was unable to contact her. It would be 3 years before he ever heard anything again. When he did hear, he’d found out his girlfriend was murdered by political extremists and left behind their daughter Lena. He travelled to Egypt to go meet his daughter and filled out the paperwork to make her a legal citizen. After that he was honorably discharged from the military in order to take care of his daughter. Now he works at the Bistro as a waiter alongside Tyler.

It was nice having all my siblings in one town again (besides Orion who had technically never left Sunset Valley but he went “underground” as they say and none of us had heard from him but we do know he’s wanted) so I decided to throw a get together for all my siblings that also served as a birthday party for Cato. My backyard wasn’t much but I did all I could to make it fun for a party by buying a buffet table, a grill, some lounge chairs and a sprinkler. Tyler agreed to cater it.
Finally after much preparation the big day arrived and at 2 PM, all the guests arrived to celebrate. Us adults sat in the shade chatting and eating while the kids (from Cato’s daycare center) had a blast on the swings, in the sprinklers and on the slide. Thanks to Tyler, the food was great and everyone gushed about how much they loved it.

The time came for Cato to blow out the candles on his cake. He took a big deep breath and blew. I would bet anything he wished to be like Batman. His mirror image-like resemblance to his father became more apparent as he aged.

After that everyone finished their cake and ice cream and the kids were back to running around my backyard like the sugar crazed maniacs they were, the adults were back to sitting around the picnic table chatting when Tyler stood up and said, “Everyone. I have an announcement.”

I was startled and confused and went through all the possibilities his announcement could be. I was just thinking that he finally snagged the position of line cook at the Bistro when Tyler walked around to the side of the picnic table I was sitting on and kneeled down on the grass in front of me. It still hadn’t registered in my head what he was doing and in my head I was thinking, “why the hell is he getting down on one knee to announce his promotion?!”

“Vera Lynn,” he started. “I have loved you since I first set eyes on you. I thought you were a strong, admirable woman from the first time I met you. Then after you stayed strong after unfortunate circumstances, I KNEW you were a strong woman. The type of woman I wanted in my life. Vera Lynn, will you be my wife?” He smiled up at me waiting for an answer. I was so shocked, I couldn’t speak, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. All I could do was put my hands up to my mouth in shock.

There were a million thoughts running through my head at the speed of light. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Is Tyler really asking me to marry him? Oh my Watcher, that ring is gorgeous. How does he know my ring size?! OH, so that’s where my sapphire ring went. I snapped back to reality and dealt with the question at hand. I finally took a deep breathe and said “Yes, Tyler! I will marry you!” He jumped up and gave me a big hug and a deep kiss while my brothers, sister and the other guests were clapping, whooping and sending their congratulations.

When Tyler and I broke apart, I couldn’t help but admire my ring more closely. It was beautiful. It was a gold band with a pink diamond in the middle. Simple and lovely just how I liked it.

Eventually the party died down and everyone was sure to say congrats one more time before leaving for the night. Cato and Allie were in bed and Tyler and I were just done cleaning up the last remnants of the party.

Since he was getting ready to go back to his house for the night, he gave me a peck on the lips and said, “Good night babe. I’ll see you tomorrow when I get done work, okay?”

And he made to walk out of the door. “Ty, wait!” I cried out. I been thinking about this all day and I think the time was right to ask. He turned around with his hand still on the doorknob.

I think you should stay,” I started and he walked away from the door and towards me. “I mean, we’re engaged now. I think it’s perfectly acceptable to live together now…” Tyler gave a wide smile. “I think it’s a great idea. But that means I’d have to go home for the night to set everything in order and we’ll be set.” We re-said our goodbyes and he went home.

I couldn’t wait to start our life together as a family and start planning our wedding.

2.4 Changes Part 1

Author’s note: I know this chapter is a bit short but this is all filler to get to the important stuff. Next update will have more substance, I promise. Just bear with me 🙂

Single motherhood was not easy. Raising one baby with two people was hard enough, but taking care of a newborn and a 6 year old and trying to advance in a political career was exceedingly difficult. With the help of Tyler and even little Allie, we made it through Cato’s first year.

I know everyone says this about their kids but Cato grew up to be a beautiful little boy. He looked exactly like his father in that he had the same wild, unruly hair, thin pointy nose and plump lips. The only resemblance my son bore to me was our brown eyes. In my eyes, he was perfect.

The one thing that made taking care of Cato a whole lot easier was his temperament. He was generally a smiley, happy baby who was content with playing with his blocks or his toy tank. However, what made him happiest was Batman! He just loved watching the Batman cartoon on TV and was delighted when I got him Batman jammies. He threw a fit every time I had to change him into regular clothes!

Little Allie loved her nephew to pieces. She loved reading to him, playing peek a boo with him and giving him a tickle on his little belly.

Besides keeping Cato company while I cooked dinner or was preoccupied with anything else, she also took over some chores such as cleaning the bathroom or washing the dishes at night.

Tyler was around a lot as well and he also was a great help. He still taught Allie, but after the lessons, sometimes he insisted on giving me a break from the kids and watched them for me while I had a nap or he would make dinner for us. He was especially good with Cato and when I saw him playing with my son, I longed for us to be a family…just me, Allie, Cato and Ty. But I knew better than to fall in love again, no matter what my feelings were. I wasn’t one to make the same mistake twice.

One particularly nice Sunday when Cato was having his afternoon nap and Allie was playing at the park, I was watching TV with Tyler on the couch when he aburptly said, “Vera, can we talk?” Confused, I turned off the television and gave him my attention. “Sure, Ty..what’s up?” I asked curiously.

“Ok…I’m not going to beat around the bush here,” Tyler started. “I like you, a lot. You’re an amazing woman. You’ve been thrown so much in life and you didn’t break down and lose all hope. You perservered. I admire that about you. Vera you inspire me,” he said and I blushed and smiled shyly at him.

What had I done to deserve all the comments, I asked myself. I got the feeling Tyler wasn’t done with what he was saying so I didn’t say it out loud and I let him finish what he was trying to tell me.

“I want to be with you. I want to be more than just your friend. I want to be your boyfriend, Vera.” I frowned. It was exactly what I had wanted all along but something was holding me back.

“Tyler…I appreciate all the kind words. I appreciate all the help you’ve given me and the kids. But I don’t know if I can give you what you want,” I said and at this Tyler’s shoulders slumped and this he frowned. He made a noise like he was going to say something but I held up my hand to show I wasn’t done.

“I’ve been hurt. Bad. I don’t think I can handle that happening to me again,” I continued.

“I know you wouldn’t do something like to me but I thought the same thing about Tom and now look where I am. A single mom. I just can’t put myself in that position again. I’m sorry.” When I was done, I looked over at Tyler and he had a hurt look on his face.

“Vera please,” Tyler said, his voice full of determination. “I know you’ve been hurt and it makes me sick to know how Tom treated you. But please give me a chance. I can make you the happiest woman in the world. Together we can be happy. You have nothing to lose and so much to gain.”

I was still understandably hesitant about this. I mean, I wanted it…Watcher, did I want to be with Tyler but my experiences with Tom completely soured me of relationships and I just couldn’t find it in me to give myself to someone. On the other hand, Tyler had stated his feelings about he, he’d made them known, something Tom had never done. That had to count for something right?

“If we do this,” I finally decided, “I want to take things really slow.” Tyler looked like he was going to jump up and down with happiness. He gave me a big huge grin (which I returned), scooted closer to me on the couch, put his arm around me and we continued our television program together.

And that was how Tyler Song and I came to be.

2.3 Forever Not Yours

The next  morning I woke up to a text from Tom.

“hey ve just wanted 2 let u know im coming home a bit early. should b home when u get out of work. ill see u later this evening”

“ok, see ya later. love you <3”, I replied but frowned when I got no answer.

I dragged myself out of bed to get ready to drop off Allie at daycare and head off to work. I decided that I was going to tell Tom that I was pregnant when he got home today and maybe suggest to take our relationship further. Work today seemed to drag on and on and 3 o clock couldn’t come fast enough. As soon as 3 hit, I clocked out, resisted the urge to speed the way from City Hall to Sunny Daycenter to home. Tom wasn’t at the house when I got back so I decided to put dinner on. While the fish and chips were in the oven, I ran through my head all the possibilities of how today could go. I thought about us saving up enough money to move into a bigger family home, getting married, having more kids. Being a real family. I loved Tom so much and it hurt that he never returned my sentiments or seemed to care about my feelings for him. Whenever I tried to talk about them he brushed them off or just initiated sex as a way to get out of talking about it. Maybe because of the baby he’ll finally love me and we’ll be one big happy family. Maybe…

My thoughts were interuppted by the sound of the door opening and Allie screaming “Tommmyyyyy!!!” as she ran and hugged him, her little arms wrapping around his waist. I watched from the kitchen as he hugged her back and patted her head saying, “hey kiddo!” When Allie let go he caught my eye and smiled.

“Hey Ve, what’d you make? It smells great.”

“Just fish and chips,” I replied, taking it out of the oven and placing it on the counter so it could cool off a bit.

Allie went back into her room while Tom and I ate dinner and he told me about his trip and his mother.

While were cleaning up he asked “so what’s been going on around here while I was gone? You ladies function okay without me?”

I giggled. “Of course we did. But there is something we need to talk about…” He raised his eyebrow, urging me to spill the beans. Well here it goes.

“Tom….I..I’m pr-…Tom, I’m pregnant,” I stammered nervously.

Whatever reaction I was expecting, I certainly didn’t get it. His face went from being purple to red in a matter of seconds and contorted in anger. He leaned back and cocked his head to one side and furrowed his brows.

“Run that by me again,” he said in a dangerously calm voice. This was not going as I hoped. He was supposed to hug me, make a full commitment to me, tell me it was going to be okay. Not angry.

“I’m having a baby…your baby,” I said.

“No,” he said, shaking his head and waving his arms in protest. “No you’re not. You’re going to get rid of it.”

I was appaled that he’d say that. I don’t believe in that sort of thing, I believed in taking care of your problems and dealing with what you’re handed.

“Tom, please don’t ask me to do that. I can’t. That’s your baby we’re talking about. Our baby!” I was seriously getting angry now. I can’t believe he was acting like this.

“Look Vera, you pick. The baby or me. Get rid of it and we can continue or lives. You don’t, I leave. Simple as. I’m too old for this shit, Vera. I’m too old to have kids. I don’t want them, never have, never will,” he ranted.

“Tom….please. I thought….I thought you loved me..,” I said, starting to cry now.

“Vera…I’m sorry. I’m sorry if you thought that but I don’t. If you plan on having that baby, I’m leaving and don’t expect anything from me.”

“Then what the fuck are you living in my house for if you don’t love me? What’s the point of you even being with me then? ” I half screamed, half sobbed. “Were you just using me?” I cried angrily. At this, Tom started moving towards the door.

“I’m sorry. I can’t do this. You’re on your own with this. I want nothing to do with the kid. Bye,” he said and walked out the door.

Out of mine and his unborn child’s life forever. The second the door shut, I felt my heart break. I was hurt, I felt broken. I was pregnant and alone.

The next few weeks I was like a zombie. I woke up, got myself and Allie ready for the day, took her to daycare, went to work, picked up my sister, made sure she did her lessons with Mr. Song, made dinner then eat ice cream and sulk. Rinse and repeat. I managed to drag myself to the doctor for a check up and discovered I was 12 weeks along, farther than I’d expected.

When I told Allie I was expecting, she was beyond excited although she now thought Tom was a “big poophead” for leaving me. She was doing very well in her lessons with Mr. Song who reported to me she was progressing nicely.

Throughout my pregnancy, I found an unlikely friend in Mr. Song, who along the way asked that I just call him Tyler. He was sweet, funny, personable and was a big help with Allie. Even after Allie’s lessons were over, he still stayed over and kept us company. He’d known that I needed someone to lean on and was always there when I needed him. Sometimes I wish I’d fallen for him instead of falling for a jackass like Tom, who I’d heard was transfered to the City Hall in Bridgeport. Good riddance.

When I was around 4 months pregnant, I discovered I was having a baby boy who I decided to name Cato Alexander. Every time I went to the doctor’s office, I longed for someone to be there with me for moral support but I had no one and it broke my heart every time I went in there by myself. I had pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I was going to be a single mother.

I was 36 weeks pregnant when I finally took my leave from City Hall. I spent my days painting and reading, while Tyler read or watched TV, cooked for me and Allie, attended to his homeschooling duties and kept us company. Even though my heart was still broken from Tom, I still thought about Tyler in ways that I shouldn’t. But I knew better than to make my feelings known. I’d learned my lesson.

One day I was in the middle of a painting when I felt a sudden sharp pain in my belly. I dropped the paintbrush and clutched at my stomach. “OW! Oh my Watcher!”

Tyler, who was reading on the couch jumped up in panic. “Vera, what do I do?! Should I call the doctor, the hospital, an ambulance…the police?!?!” he cried out in panic, his arms flailing frantically.

I read in “Totally Preggers” that it’s best to stay calm when you’re in labor so instead of freaking out I calmly replied, “Tyler, would you please go get the baby bag I packed last week? It’s in Allie’s room next to the dresser. I will be waiting in the car.”

10 hours later, I gave birth to my son Cato Alexander. He was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. He was so beautiful I cried tears of joy when I saw him. Then I cried some more because I just couldn’t understand how someone could abandon someone so tiny, so helpless, so beautiful…..Two days later, I was sent home with my son. My whole life changed and I was now a single mother, taking care of a newborn and a younger sister. Life was about to get a whole lot harder but I was up for the challenge.

2.2 Too Many Problems

The next several months were some of the most hectic of my entire life. We were in our 6th month of the intership and although I enjoyed it, I can’t deny it was hard work. The program was basically half lectures and workshops at City Hall with past or present politicians and the other half was working for City Hall, polishing podiums, counting ballots or whatever else they needed done around the building. The first week of the internship, Governor Kimura bluntly stated that “no one would vote for an uneducated politician” so I took the initiative to enroll myself at SimCity University with a major in political science. This meant that along with whatever assignments we got from the internship, I also had coursework to do for college. Although it impressed the right people, I was pretty sure I’d bitten off more than I could chew.

These last few months, Tom has been a godsend. Although he has his own work from the internship, he still helps me out with my university coursework, taking care of the baby and he was there for me when I had my breakdown from stress 3 months ago. I couldn’t thank Tom enough for being there for me. Every day that went by I was falling harder for him but I kept those feelings to myself because I didn’t want to risk losing him as a friend.

One day, we were assigned to practice giving speeches so naturally Tom came over so we can work on it together.

While I was in the middle of my speech, out of nowhere I felt a pair of lips against mine, hands around my waist. I had no time to react, no time to register what was going on. As suddenly as it happened, the kiss ended. I looked up to Tom looking with an apologetic yet lustful look in his eyes (a weird mix I know). “Tom”, I breathed out. “What was that?” “I’m sorry, I’ve just been wanting to do that for a long time now,” he replied. I must of had a very shocked look on my face because then he stammered, “I-I’m sorry Ve if I crossed any boundaries….maybe I should go…” and he made to gather his books and leave. “Tom don’t….” I called out, reaching my hand out and grabbing hold of his wrist. Acting on pure instinct, I led Tom into my bedroom….

Let’s just say I’m glad I decided to wear my new bra and panty set…;)


The years pass fast when you’re up to your nose in homework and politics but two years passed all the same since that afternoon with Tom. A lot has changed since then. We celebrated Allie’s 5th birthday. She has grown into a beautiful little girl. Little Allie now goes to Valley Elementary and is in the special education program. Her teacher tells me she is doing wonderfully and is one of the brightest students in her class.

As for Tom and I, we never made our relationship “official” but in my mind, we might as well be boyfriend and girlfriend. The summer of last year he moved in with me and he, Allie and I have been a little family ever since.

To top it all of, because of my hard work and dedication, at the end of the internship I was awarded the position of secretary to Governor Kimura, which means I was basically her right hand woman and “yes woman” as it’s called at City Hall. The other interns who weren’t hired to work personally with the governor were given jobs throughout City Hall. Tom was given a full time front desk position.

Everything was going smoothly until I came home from work one day and was going to help Allie with her homework when I noticed a big red mark on her eye. “Allie, what happened to you?” I asked. “I fell at recess today,” she said, not looking at me. I immediately knew something was up. “Honey, people don’t get bruises on their eyes because they fell. Now come on, sweety. Tell me what happened.”

“I can’t,” she said sadly. “They said if I told a grown up they’ll do it again.” Then she slapped a tiny hand to her mouth and pleaded, “No Ve, you didn’t hear that!” But I did and I was appalled. “Allie, did someone hurt you?” I asked, unable to keep the anger out of my voice. “You can tell me. They won’t ever do it again, I promise.” “Promise?” she asked, a bit of fear in her voice. “I promise,” I responded. “Two big kids were mean to me on the playground at recess,” Allie started. “They said I’m stupid and my hair is ugly. And they pulled my hair and hit my face. I told them to stop but they wouldn’t leave me alone, Ve!” “Did you tell Ms. McIrish?” I asked, my anger increasingly rising. “Yeah and she said she’ll deal with it later and she never even did anything!’

I gave my little sister a big hug. “Don’t worry, Al, I’m going to talk to your teacher as soon as I can,” I reassured her. I got Allie set up with her homework and left her teacher a voicemail. After I got off the phone, I started to think back when I was a kid if there was ever an incident at school your child was involved in, the school always contaced the parents. Why wasn’t I contacted? Why wasn’t anything done? This isn’t right. But the next day when the school never got back to me regarding the incident with my sister, I knew then and there that I did not want Allie at that school so I withdrew her and set about looking for a homeschool teacher.

The next few days when I had time between work and school, Allie stayed at a daycare center while I looked for a suitable homeschool teacher for her. My friend Jenna Ursine recommended me that I get in contact with her new neighbor named Tyler Song who coincidentally had experience in education and was looking for work. She gave me his number and I called that night to set up a meeting for the next week at 12: 30.

It wasn’t until the day before Mr. Song was due to meet with me that I knew something was wrong. I was throwing up and feeling lightheaded. My first thought was the flu but for one I’d gotten vaccinated as a child and secondly, it just wasn’t the season for the flu. Just to be safe, I decided to run down to EverFresh and grab a test since Tom and I certainly weren’t safe about our sex life. The second I got home I chugged down a whole jug of orange juice like Juno & waited for the call of nature to take the test. During those 3 minutes it took to show the result, I wished Tom was here with me. He was visiting his mother in Bridgeport and wouldn’t be back for several days. When the two lines appeared on the test, I felt so many different emotions. Joy. Fear. Confusion. So many questions rushed through my mind. How would Tom take it? How would Allie take it? How are we all going to fit in this tiny house? Was I even ready for a child? What about my political career? It was so much to think about. I thought more about it in the car while heading to the center to pick up Allie. When I picked her up, she must have realized something was wrong with me because when we got home she gave me a hug and played with her toys the rest of the night. That night I went to bed with a lot of things on my mind.


The next day, I woke up, got myself and Allie dressed and we watched early morning cartoons until it was time for Mr. Song to meet with us. At around 12:27 I heard a knock at the door and rushed to the door to answer it. I was shocked at the person standing in front of me.

I was expecting someone around Tom’s age and not nearly as good looking. However, standing in front me was a very good looking Asian man with long brown hair, stunningly green eyes and a very fit body. He looked to be about the same as me.

 “Hello, are you Ms. Vera Jacobs?” he asked and I noticed a very slight accent. “Yes I am. Come in,” I said, stepping aside and letting him through the door. I politely asked him if he wanted anything to eat or drink and when he declined both, I lead him to the dining room table. “So Mr. Song, tell me about yourself,” I prompted. “Well, I just moved back to Sunset Valley a few weeks ago. My first time in college I studied special education and got a job teaching at a private school in Twinbrook. After my father died, my mom moved back to China. After a few years she got sick and I had to move back to China to take care of her. She passed away two months ago. I had no reason to be in China anymore so I came back here. I’m back in college for culinary arts and I need a job to support myself,” he finished

Wow, he reminded me of Tom with how forward he was. I liked him enough and I guess I had a soft spot for him since he was without parents like I was. I called Allie out from her room so she could meet Mr. Song and they seemed to hit it off. She got her school books and showed him what she learned and what she wasn’t doing very well with. Then he and I discussed lesson plans, compensation and arranged when Allie would have her lessons.

After I bid Mr. Song good bye, I flopped down on my bed and let out a big sigh.  One problem solved, one big problem still looming…..


hey, just wanted to update everyone on what’s going on.

so last week I said I’d have a new update out but I was writing up the chapter & was about 75% done when my computer restarted & I didn’t have  a chance to save my work. So naturally I have to start over. I was very very irate and still am but….shit happens, ya know?

plus I had to get my nails done for a wedding (I have fake nails on -_-) & it’s really hard to type. I like to think I’m a really fast typer but these things slow me down so much! ugh.

so uhm yeah….that’s a bit why there’s been a hold up.

Note from the author

I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a bit or been very active. I’ve just been busy with real life stuff. Things are starting to settle down now so I have more time for writing. A new post should be up soon & I really want to start updating regularly but…that has never been possible for me, LOL

but we’ll see.

anyways, enough rambling for me. I’ve got a lot planned for out dear Vera so bear with me 🙂

Chapter 2.1: Getting Better

The next few months between painting to pay the bills, I was giving my undivided attention to Alessandra. She was a very bright little 2 year old and caught on to walking and talking quickly. I was very proud of her.

One Saturday, Allie and I were having a nice quiet afternoon when I heard a knock at the door. I was a bit confused seeing as how I never got any visitors but I went on the porch to see who it was anyhow. Waiting on my porch was an older man with sandy blonde hair and glasses, looked like a doctor or something. I wondered what he wanted….”Hi, can I help you,” I asked. “Uhm, yes. I’m sorry to bother you but I need a few cups of sugar. I ran out and my car doesn’t have any gas in it….” Seriously? Neighbor needs a cup of sugar? I thought this only happened in serial killer movies or cheesy romance flicks. I thought about it for a second and said, “Yeah, sure. Come in” possibly against my better judgement. The guy looks like a nerd, I could probably take him I reassured myself as I welcomed him in to my home.

“My name is Vera, by the way,” I said while on my way to the kitchen to find some sugar. “I’m Thomas. Thomas Worthington. I just moved here from Bridgeport. Not everyone over there is as friendly,” he added with a chuckle. The two of us made small talk about the townsfolk of Bridgeport and Sunset Valley when he noticed the painting I was working on. “Artist, huh?” he asked. “Just to pay the bills,” I replied. “No one else in the Valley is hiring at the moment.”  Allie chose that time to announce to the world that she had woken from her nap by screaming her lungs out. Before I went to occupy my sister, I saw a look of brief surprise flash across Tom’s face. As I was lifting Allie out of her bed, she started saying “bwocks, Ve, bwocks!” so knowing what that meant, I put her in front of her favorite blocks and smiled as the little girl began happily playing with her favorite toy before meeting Tom back in the living room. “So you’re a mom and an artist?” he asked? “No, she’s my sister,” I replied, not giving him much more information. Tom and I made more small talk for the next half hour and I decided even if he was a bit awkward and a tad forward, he a was nice guy. I gave him his sugar and we promised to keep in touch.

Weeks went by and Tom and I became closer and closer but still neither of us had jobs. My situation was getting dire, I was running out of money and the Repo man came and took our microwave.

I was reading the paper one day when I came across an ad saying that  writers, gardeners, sculptors and painters can register as self-employed at City Hall. Maybe this was the answer to my problems. I called Tom over to watch Allie for a few and made my way to City Hall. I walked in and told the secretary what I needed and was then handed a clipboard with a bunch of papers to fill out. I was on my way back to my chair to fill out the information when I saw a giant green flyer. “Like politics? Wanna be a campaign intern? Paid internship through the offices of Governer Tori Kimura. Apply today!” I stood staring at the poster. I’ve always had a slight interest in politics. I do need the job and the money. I didn’t even realize I was staring so long until someone politely told me I was standing in the way. I went back to my seat and filled out the paperwork to be a self employed painter. When I was finished and on my way home, I was still thinking about the flyer. I just wasn’t sure if I wanted to make a career out of politics…..

When I returned home, I found Allie sleeping in her crib and Tom reading a novel I’d just completed called “Commitment Issues” by Harvey Williams. “So, guess what?” I said excitedly. “What?” replied Tom, shutting the book and looking up at me curiously. “While I was at City Hall, I saw a flyer for an intership with Goverer Kimura. I think I might apply for it,” I explained. “That sounds great, Ve!” Tom said. “But what are you gonna do with the baby, daycare is expensive.” That was true, I hadn’t thought of that. I wasn’t too sure how much they were going to pay me as an intern but I did know that Tom was right in that daycare was expensive. “I’ll call tomorrow and find out more information. I think you should try it too, Tom,” I said. “You never know, you may like it.” “I won’t rule it out,” he replied. I invited Tom to stay for dinner so for the rest of the afternoon we chatted over spaghetti. At the end of the night, I thanked him again for watching the baby and got myself ready for bed.

After spending some time with Allie in the morning, it was time for us to get ready for me to go to City Hall. I had scraped up enough money for a babysitter for Allie so and at 1:30, I was heading to meet Tom at City Hall to sign up for the internship. “Are you ready?” I said when I saw him waiting for me outside the glass doors. “Ready as I’ll ever be” he replied with a small smile, holding open the door for me. We walked into City Hall and requested applications for the internship (while I also requested they cancel my paperwork for the self employed registry) When we were done our applications, we handed them to the pretty blonde secretary who smiled and said “Congratulations! We’ll see you bright and early in about a month.” I couldn’t believe it had been that easy. I had a job, I could now provide properly for myself and my sister. I felt so happy.

We both went back to my place where I was grateful that the babysitter had put Allie to sleep. In honor of our internship, I decided to cook a celebratory dinner of ratatouille. During dinner I noticed I couldn’t keep myself from looking at Tom across the table and noting how handsome he was, how wise he was, how sparkly his blue-green eyes were and how he always smelled of aftershave and Pantene shampoo. For an older man, (he told me once he was  41) he was quite the looker.

If only he were my age…..