Chapter Three of Generation Four
Welcome back to the Rain Family Legacy! In the last chapter, the triplets grew up and Isabelle was kicked out. Claire and Henry moved out for Brielle and her boyfriend, Jason. Arabella is still living with Brielle, but in this chapter, a big move happens. Onward and upward, backward and forward, here we go!
Jason and I were spending so much time together. He was so kind and sweet towards me, but he didn’t overdo it in front of Arabella. Speaking of Arabella, I would often ask her if she had a special someone in mind. She would always blush and say that she was trying to focus on her career more. I didn’t have a doubt in my mind that she would find someone very good for her.
*kiss*
We had a lot of fun. We were young, we wanted to enjoy life. Of course, there was one topic I always brought up…
“Jason, will we ever have children?” I asked one night before we went to bed. Jason laughed.
“Of course, but not yet. I’m getting pretty far into my career, and so are you. We’re going to be famous, Brielle, and I don’t want our children to be ambushed by paparazzi all the time,” he reasoned.
I sighed. “That makes sense. But I want to have kids soon. I want to experience being pregnant and bringing a child into the world. Our child.”
“I do, too, sweetie. Just wait. When the time is perfect, they’ll be here,” he said before kissing me and turning off the light.
We always did things together, including working on our skills. He would be working out and building muscle while I played on my guitar. I was getting to be really good, and a lot of people had offered for me to play a gig in the city, Bridgeport. I turned down a good lot of them because I just didn’t have the time.
Finally, after three years of going out, I asked Jason to marry me.
“Jason, I love you so much. You’re the inspiration to my music, and I want you to be with me forever,” I said, wanting to keep it short and sweet, “Will you marry me?”
“Of course Brielle!” Jason laughed as I slipped the ring on his finger.
I finally got pictures of the nurseries, too! Here’s the girl’s.
And the boy’s. Jason definitely had his way with it. 🙂
One night, we got married. We had decided not to have a big public event since it would attract the paparazzi. That was the last thing we needed.
It was nice to only have Arabella there. ❤
Over the next few days, I began feeling ill, and after a small gig in the city I realised what it was.
I was pregnant with my first child.
Arabella had been getting a lot of calls lately, and she always would say sweet things to the person. I knew she had found someone, and I also knew who it was.
I talked to her about it one day.
“Arabella, those phone calls…they’re from a girl, aren’t they? You’re a lesbian?” I asked calmly.
Arabella sighed and gave me a small smile. “Her name is Mackenzie Nelson. She used to be in the hospital because of a car accident. It left her a little…crazy. I used to only call her to check up on her condition, but then she started calling me…that’s when I realised that she was a lesbian, like me.”
“When did you realise you were, too?”
“I’ve known since I was thirteen. That’s why I didn’t date or even talk to guys. I told Mum when I was fifteen. She took it really well, and Dad was happy.” She smiled. “He knew I wouldn’t be getting pregnant at sixteen.” I laughed and hugged her. I loved my sister no matter what.
Arabella finally asked Mackenzie to come over and meet us. They were so cute together. Mackenzie had even styled her hair like Arabella’s as a cute little joke of adoration.
They revealed they had been going out for six months, and every second was bliss for them. ❤
Mackenzie proposed to Arabella that same night. I couldn’t hear what she said, but by Arabella’s reaction, I could tell it was very sweet.
Jason and I had been talking, and we had come up with a plan, one that would change our lives. I sat with Arabella on our couch and told her the plan.
“After I have our child, Jason and I are moving to Bridgeport. It would be a great opportunity for all of us, and you and Mackenzie would have this whole house to yourselves. I wish I could stay in this small town, but it’s time for us to move on,” I said to Arabella. She nodded.
“I hoped you would. Not because I don’t love you, but because I want you to pursue your dreams. And I have another surprise. Mackenzie and I are going to adopt a little boy named Nicholas. He’s only a year old, and he’s the most adorable little boy you could ever see. He’s coming home in a month,” Arabella beamed. I was so proud of her.
Sure enough, a month later we had a little boy in our house. He was adorable, with the most beautiful lavender eyes I had ever seen on a boy.
Six months later, I went into premature labour. It was unexpected; I wasn’t due for another month and a half.
Jason and I welcomed a five pound baby girl named Brooklyn. She was tiny, very small. The doctors said she would grow quickly though. I was hoping they were right.
Sure enough, three months later she was much larger. She had grown a head full of Jason’s hair. She even had his eyes. I was proud of ourselves.
Arabella and I talked for a few hours, reminiscing old times. Jason, Brooklyn, and I were leaving in the morning. We didn’t need to pack; an interior designer had visited our new place to decorate it accordingly. I was nervous, I had to admit. A city… We’d barely been to the city. I had gone only a couple times for some small gigs.
True to my word, we moved to Bridgeport the next morning. It was a nice city, although the water and the landscaping could be better, not to mention the outskirts. But we had a new home, close to where I worked. Jason worked down the street, and I worked a block away. The location was perfect, and the size was great. We had three bedrooms, one of which we converted into a boy’s nursery.
Our layout was simple, very clean. The living room, kitchen, and dining room were combined.
Living room and part of the dining area.
Kitchen and dining area.
Brooklyn’s room.
Boy’s nursery.
Me and Jason’s room.
Since we lived in a new house, I decided to get a new look. I liked it, and Jason seemed to like it, too.
I worked with Brooklyn all the time to teach her to talk and walk. It was a tedious process. She didn’t seem interested in learning, always distracted.
A few months later, I was always sick, and I constantly was having to excuse myself to go to the bathroom. I already could tell what it was, but I didn’t want to believe it. We had just moved here a few years ago, and I was already pregnant with my second child. Brooklyn was only four years old, and she had just learned her skills.
We had gone out to celebrate our new lives, and we had had a few drinks more than we should have.
The hot tub was so delightful…so appealing…we decided to have a little fun. I didn’t think about the consequences…
Sure enough, a bump appeared, and I was forced to wear a loose-fitting dress.
It was at Brooklyn’s fifth birthday that I decided to tell Jason. He had worked so hard these past years, and he was already almost to the top. I was getting there, too. I was about halfway there.
She looked just like Jason, I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t trace any of myself in her.
Her room was a testament to the colour pink, even though her favourite colour was yellow. She didn’t mind, though. It fit her personality.
“Jason,” I said as Brooklyn bounded off to play with her dolls, “I have something important to tell you. I’m…well…we’re expecting a baby! I’m pregnant!” He looked at me for a few seconds.
“Are you serious?! After everything we’ve worked for, you decide to get pregnant?! I can’t believe this. We’re doing so well with just Brooklyn! You know I was considering making that nursery a weight room? Or even a music room for you! Now that project will have to wait until Brooklyn leaves, or this one leaves!” he yelled. I recoiled, slightly worried about him hurting the fetus.
His face softened and he held his hands together. “Look, Brielle, I’m sorry. I’m just worried how this will impact our lives as well as this child’s. The paparazzi will never leave us alone. They know all about Brooklyn, but this child will be new news. It’ll cover every magazine in the country. I’m just worried,” he apologized. I nodded understandingly.
A child would be big news.
I guess it’s time for new intro and outro slides. 🙂 Thanks for reading this chapter of Brielle’s part of the Rain Family Legacy!!! I can’t believe I’ve already come so far… Anyway, be sure to check out my wishlist on my The Sims 3 website account. It would be greatly appreciated! Upp4 gifted me the Blouse and Long Sweater about a week ago! I’ll definitely be using it. 🙂 Next chapter, look for a new little Rain and a surprise visit from someone unexpected…. Until next time, je t’aime!!!
-Brielle
Sorry again. Crossroads (my new blog idea) is going to have to wait 1) It was going to be in Sims and I can’t find a world for crap. 😛 and 2) I think I want to finish the Rain’s legacy first. Now, I think it is a perfect time to unveil who won the first Heiress Poll….
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