I’ll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I’ll dress like your niece
To wash your swollen feet

Just don’t leave
Don’t leave

I’m not living
I’m just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile

Just don’t leave
Don’t leave

And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps

Just don’t leave
Don’t leave

Just don’t leave
Don’t leave

True Love Waits – Radiohead

*****

“Roger?  Oh God – Roger!”

He couldn’t be dead – he just couldn’t.

He lay curled up in ball, his skin was as cold as ice.  I reached out and shook him again.  When he moaned I finally let go of the huge breath I had taken.

He rolled onto his back and began to open his eyes.

“Addie…” he whispered hoarsely.

“Are you hurt?  What do you need me to do?” I asked.

“I’m…” he began, wincing in pain. “I’m fine.  Help me up.”

I helped him to his feet and together we limped into the house.  We went to the bedroom and he settled himself on the bed.

“I thought you were dead,” I said, lightly resting my hand on his knee.

“No, I’m not dead.  Well,” he laughed, “not any more dead than I already was.”

“What happened?”

“I… I don’t really know.  I went downtown and just wandered around a bit.  I remember looking into a few of the shops.  Then something hit me on the head.  Hard.”  He swallowed and took a deep breath.  “Adelaide,” he began, “there’s something I have to tell you.”

I smiled and leaned towards him.

“Don’t,” I replied.  “Whatever you think you have to tell me, it’s not important.  You’re here – you’re okay.  That’s all that matters to me.”

He smiled back at me and put his hands around my face.

“I love you Adelaide,” he said.

“I love you too,” I whispered.  I kissed him tenderly, and I once again thanked God that he was okay.

“Is there anything you need?  Anything I can do?” I asked when our lips had parted.

“You’re the only thing I need right now,” he said.

I crawled into bed next to him and let myself get carried away.  Roger was so sweet, so gentle and caring, you would have thought I was the one who needed to be taken care of.

When we were finished, I put on my underclothes and began making the bed.  Roger began to laugh.

“What are you doing?” he asked between chuckles.

“Hiding the evidence I guess,” I told him.

“The… evidence?” he asked slowly.

“We’re not married; what if someone found out what we just did?  What would they think?”  I realized immediately how stupid I sounded.

Roger came around the bed and gathered me in his arms.

“I keep forgetting you’re from a different time,” he said smiling.

“Well…”

“Would it make you feel better if…” he began.

“… I made an honest woman out of you?”  He was down on one knee and smiling up into my face.  My stomach began doing flips over itself.

“What are you saying?” I asked.  I knew what he was saying, but I couldn’t help but play coy.

“Adelaide, light of my life, my one, my only – would you do me the honor of giving me your hand in marriage?”

We both giggled at his pompousness.

“You don’t have a ring,” I said wickedly.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” he replied with a wink.  He reached under the bed and pulled out a small package that had been tucked neatly into the box spring.

“Will this do?” he asked.

He held the ring out for me and I took it from him greedily.  It was very similar to the ring I had worn so long ago… the ring Pasha had given me.

“It’s not a real diamond, I’m afraid,” he said.  “It may not be much, but it’s all I could afford.”

I looked at the ring and smiled.

“It’s perfect,” I told him.

I slipped the ring on my finger and Roger continued to smile up at me.

“I take that as a yes?” he asked.

“Yes!” I squealed.

Roger jumped to his feet and I flung myself into his waiting arms.

“I was kind of afraid you’d say no,” he said.

“I thought about it,” I said teasingly.  We kissed and I heard his stomach growl.

“Pizza or Chinese?  Or would you rather go out?” I asked.

“Hmmm… pizza, I think.”

He gave a quick sniff under his arm and grimaced.

“But I’m going to take a bath first,” he said.

Roger went to take a bath and I finished making the bed before throwing on some clothes.  I let down my braid and ran my hands through my long, wavy locks.  After tying my hair back with a ribbon, I finally faced the portrait that was hanging on the wall.  I had promised myself that if Roger returned home and was safe, that I would take the portrait down.  I lifted the canvas from the wall and carried Pasha to the basement.  It was over – my life with Pasha was gone and it was absolutely never coming back.  If I ever expected to be happy, I would have to move on.  I did love Roger, and I wanted to marry him… but it was just so hard to reconcile myself to the fact that my youthful dreams were shattered.

I spent a great deal of time making sure Pasha was hanging straight on the wall above my coffin.  I didn’t hear Roger come down the basement stairs.

“Here you are!” he said cheerfully.  “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Making sure Pasha is straight,” I replied.

“Why did you move him?  You were so adamant that he stay in the bedroom.”

I turned to Roger and grabbed his hand.

“I love you.  And I want to make a life with you,” I told him.  “I don’t think I can do that with the constant reminder of the things I’ve lost.  Besides,” I said throwing my head towards the portrait behind me, “I don’t think he would approve if we were to continue doing… what we did… with him in the room.”

“Only if you’re sure,” Roger replied.

“I’m sure,” I said with a smile.  “And who knows? Maybe someday I’ll be ready to take down the portrait and move on completely.”

“But there’s no rush – I just want you to be happy,” he assured me again.

He looked up at the portrait and gave a little smile.

“I can’t lie though,” he said, “it feels nice to win one.”

We ordered a pizza, and when we were done eating, we buried the body in the frozen ground.

“How about a little dessert?” Roger said slyly as we put away the shovel.

And so we found ourselves back in bed.

We held each other for a long time, and didn’t say a word.  Finally, when the sky began to lighten, Roger got up to put on his pajamas.  I pulled on my housecoat and went out onto the porch to watch the stars wink out of the sky.

“You keep getting away from me,” Roger chuckled, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

“Spring will be coming soon.  A new beginning.  A new life.”

“That’s deep,” he replied.

I turned in his arms and kissed him.

“What’s that for?” he asked.

“I’m just so… happy,” I replied.  And I was.  It was as if a weight had been lifted from me.

Roger smiled at me.

“I know what you mean.  It’s like,” he said, taking a deep breath, “like everything will be okay from now on.  I can’t explain it.  But I just know that everything will be okay.”

I looked at him with wonder – it was as if he had just read my mind.

“It’s almost sunrise,” he whispered, and kissed me again.

We went downstairs to the basement and crawled into our separate coffins.  It wasn’t until I was almost asleep that I realized that for the first time, I had passed by Pasha’s portrait without pause.

Yes, things were definitely going to be okay.

And things were okay, until the next evening when Roger and I awoke and he went to his computer.

“ARRRGGGHHH!  Oh my God woman!  WHAT DID YOU DO?”

Oops… I had kind of forgotten about that.

I left the hallway quietly to get dressed, and I wasn’t sure, but it sounded a little like Roger was crying.

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15 Responses to “Chapter 3”


  1. 1 Linda
    25 December 2008 at 10:32 pm

    This was really different!! I had no idea they would have a baby- or babies! A sudden twist at the end, too. Well written, it leaves the reader perched and waiting for more. Bring it on!!

  2. 2 Kaitlin
    26 December 2008 at 6:06 pm

    My God, I’m in love! You have such an intelligent way of writing, I can’t possibly tear my eyes away. I impatiently look forward to the next chapter.

    One question — close to the end of every chapter, the photos start to disappear. Is that just my computer or perhaps a problem? Just thought I’d ask.
    🙂

  3. 26 December 2008 at 7:28 pm

    Thank you both. 🙂

    Kaitlin – are you getting a blank box with a red dot at the top left, or is it just nothing at all? If it was a Photobucket bandwith issue, I’d be seeing the “Oh noes!” message from them, so I know I can rule that out (and I’m sure you would have said if it was that). No one else has said anything, but that doesn’t mean it’s just you. They could just be taking a while to load. Sometimes for me, if I scroll all the way to the bottom right after opening the page, the pictures on the bottom haven’t loaded yet (and I get the empty box with the red dot). I don’t really know what it could be other than a slow load. Hmmm. Maybe it could possibly be the snow application on WordPress affecting the pictures loading. I’ll turn that off and maybe that will help?

    I really don’t know what it could be other than a slow load. Sorry!

  4. 4 Kaitlin
    27 December 2008 at 11:02 am

    I don’t think I noticed this before, considering I don’t tend to pay a lot of attention lol, but at first glance, it just appears to be a slow load. But I went back and they’re blank boxes with the red X.

    And yes, when I scroll to the bottom right after opening the page, THAT’s when they just appear to be loading. If I read the story and get to the bottom, then it’s blank with the X.

    • 27 December 2008 at 7:31 pm

      Do you have access to another browser (I’m using Firefox, which I don’t have any problems with)?

      The only thing I can think to tell you (besides trying another browser) is to right click the picture and select “View Image” (or something similar). It sounds like your browser is timing out waiting for all the pictures to load. Sorry about that!

  5. 6 Bec
    9 February 2009 at 11:49 am

    Robin, I love this legacy — and I can’t believe I hadn’t realised that you updated it! Wheyhey, baby Addie and Roger’s I beath they’re going to be gorge!
    Can’t wait to read more! [: x

  6. 7 Wonders..WTF..hehheh
    27 July 2009 at 1:35 pm

    A BABY! *gasp* oh my god..*faint* god someone help me get up!..*gets up* no one willing to help..pfft..anyways..A BABY!!!!!! oh dear Adelaide TWO BABYS!!..*cries* this makes me cry to much..BUT I LOVE IT!!..:D couln’t be more surpirsed..I mean their VAMPIRES *shakes head* how could Adelaide be pregnate?? *gets curious* ohh freak that..*shakes head* okay so they have BABYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😀 danm I am loving this!And when Roger finds about the broken computer..OH THAT GAVE ME LAUGHES!!! *laughes* ohh forgive my weirdness *gets emberesssd* “ARRRGGGHHH! Oh my God woman! WHAT DID YOU DO?”<–
    funny!Adelaide sucking her finger here and there make me laugh (even if I should feel something eles) :D.I have to say I love seeing Adelaide's hair down like in the last picture of the first page in Chapter 3 (in other words the picture with Roger going mad about the murdered computer from Adelaide *giggle*) :D.Agin..BABYS!!!!!!!!!!!..*tears up* oh the joy!*claps 7847945748888888888888888888879 times* dang my finger is going mad 😐 .THANK YOU FOR THESE GREAT SURPIRSES AND STORIES!!!! *hugs* ehh sowwie about that..*gets emberesssd* hehheh 😀

  7. 8 Wonders..WTF..hehheh
    27 July 2009 at 1:41 pm

    okay so they have BABYS!!!:D danm I am loving this! *laughes* ohh forgive my weirdness *gets emberesssd* “ARRRGGGHHH! Oh my God woman! WHAT DID YOU DO?”<–funny!Adelaide sucking her finger here and there make me laugh (even if I should feel something eles) :D.I have to say I love seeing Adelaide's hair down like in the last picture of the first page in Chapter 3
    \/ more down there *wink*

  8. 9 Wonders..WTF..hehheh
    27 July 2009 at 1:42 pm

    I love the hairstyle Addie has in a way (in other words the picture with Roger going mad about the murdered computer from Adelaide*giggle*:D.Agin..BABYS!!!!!!!!!!!..*tears up* oh the joy!*claps 78479 times* dang my finger is going mad 😐 .THANK YOU FOR THESE GREAT SURPIRSES AND STORIES!!!! *hugs* ehh sowwie about that..*gets emberesssd* hehheh..

  9. 10 Wonders..WTF..hehheh
    27 July 2009 at 1:43 pm

    sorry for comments that are short with the others..because my dang computer wouldn’t coroperate with me! 😦 dang that! 😐

  10. 21 October 2010 at 10:37 am

    Kids! Oh, I hope this will be a really long legacy 🙂

  11. 21 October 2010 at 10:38 am

    Great work. Your writing style is absolutely wonderful. My sincere congratulations.

  12. 21 October 2010 at 10:39 am

    Oh, I forgot the pictures… Great too 😀

  13. 23 June 2012 at 7:42 pm

    Woohoo twins! Their so cute. Loved the birth, I bet the parents were shocked.

    Love the story, very well written and the screenies are lovely.

    • 23 June 2012 at 8:52 pm

      Thank you!

      I think I was the one who was shocked more than anything (by them having twins). This was before I got the Sim Blender, so I didn’t have a way of knowing how many babies were coming. I was actually really mad about it at first, LOL!


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Welcome to my blog! My name is Robin and I have been playing The Sims 2 since it was first released (September 13 2004 - technically it came out on the 14, but I had preordered it from EB Games so I got it a day early). Before that, I had been playing original Sims game since... 2000? 2001? I'm not quite sure, but I do remember having to wait for Hot Date to be released. So yeah, I've been playing Sims for years.

This blog, Shadows and Blood, is the home of my legacy (and sometimes some real life stuff too). What is a legacy? Oh, just look at my "Site-ations" list and you'll find a link. I don't have a link to the official site because it fails and I am against it (hence putting my story here, rather than on my Simpage).

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