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3.3 A Shadow on the Horizon

Tulip

Now that I was a mother I decided it was time to update, and tone down my outfit. I settled on a more mature look, and shorter, more natural looking hair..

I’d had a phone call from my Publisher asking me to attend a book signing at one of the new clubs in town. After my signing session I headed upstairs to the private bar and ordered myself a drink. Just then my phone rang.

“Hello?” I asked, flipping my phone open and holding it close to my face.

“It’s Thomas,” replied the voice. “You’re mother’s had a heart attack, she’s been  rushed to hospital.”

“Oh my God!” I replied “I’ll be right there.” I finished closing my phone and rushing towards the door.

As I walked up to Thomas I noticed the look on his face, “What is it?” I asked. “How is she?”

Thomas seemed to struggle for a second, not knowing what to say. “Tell me,” I begged leaning towards him and looking him in the eye.

“She’s gone,” he whimpered throwing himself into my arms.

As I held him, Pansy and Poppy emerged from the hospital doors, and I noticed Pansy was holding my daughter.

I pulled Thomas back from me slightly and looked at him. “We’ll get through this,” I promised, fighting to hold on to my own emotions.

Releasing Thomas I walked towards Pansy and took my daughter off her holding her close and smelling her soft baby smell, just holding her was comforting.

Poppy:  4 Hours earlier

I stared at my reflection in my mirror and put the last finishing touches on  my make up. Adan and I were meeting at the little Bistro in half an Hour and I was just about ready to leave.

Suddenly my bedroom door was thrown open and Pansy rushed in, in tears. “Pan, what’s wrong?” I asked, concerned.

“Pan, what’s wrong?” I asked, concerned.

“It’s Mum,” she sobbed, falling into my arms.

It took me a few minutes to  calm her down enough to allow me to understand anything she said. Eventually she pulled away from me and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. “Mum’s had a heart attack,” She sniffed, continuing to wipe her eyes. “She was at a clients house working on a makeover for them when she had a sudden pain in her chest and collapsed.”

“Where’s Dad?” I asked.

“He’s on his way to the hospital,” she stuttered. “He rang home on the way there.”

“Come on then,” I said.” We’d better go.” With that we left the room and made our way to the car. My date with Adan had been completely forgotten.

Poppy: 4 Hours later

As Pansy and I walked out of the door I felt as if my body and my mind were no longer connected. I felt as if I couldn’t comprehend my life without my mother. As this thought formed in my mind I felt my legs give way beneath me and I sank to the floor unable to control the sobs that wracked my body.

The next few days passed in a kind of blur as arrangements were made for Mum’s funeral. She was now a famous and respected Fashion Phenomenon and so her Death had been widely publicised. However we ensured that her funeral was a private family gathering.

To commemorate mum, we put an iron arch, decorated with flowers, behind her grave.

The day after the funeral was Pansy and my own birthday. None of us really felt like a big get together so we just had a quiet dinner. I developed the Handy trait and realised that I wanted to be a Rock Star.

Pansy developed the Insane Trait and realised she wanted to become Leader of the Free World. She immediately got a job at City Hall as a Podium Polisher.

The next day I drove into town and got a job at the Theatre, on the way home I couldn’t stop thinking about Adan. I hadn’t managed to call the Bistro the night mum had gone to hospital so I’d effectively just stood him up. Then I’d completely forgotten about it what with arranging the funeral and since I ‘d aged up I hadn’t been back to school. I didn’t even have his number.

That evening I was loading the dinner dishes into the dishwasher when there was a knock at the front door. I heard someone moving towards it so I continued what I was doing. After a few second of muffle voices I heard Tulip call, “Poppy, it’s for you!” So I closed the dishwasher and headed out of the kitchen. I was stopped in my tracks by Adan stood in the hall.

“Hi Poppy,” he said smiling “You look great.”

“You too,” I relied, returning his smile. And I wasn’t lying. He’d aged up recently too and his hair had grown into an adorable floppy fringe. His eyes were still exactly the same gorgeous shade of Blue Green.

“I’m sorry I stood you up,” I said looking across at him. “I-”

“I know about your mother Poppy,” he said cutting across me. “And I’m so sorry. I meant to come over sooner, but I didn’t know what to say. Or even if you wanted to see me right now.”

“Of course I wanted to see you.” I said smiling at him ” I just thought you’d be angry at me because I stood you up.”

We both started laughing. ” So we’ve both been avoiding the other because we both thought they wouldn’t want to see us?” I asked laughing.

“It seems that way,” Adan said laughing along with me.

“Come on,” I said, grabbing him by the hand.

“What are we doing here?” Asked Adan as we came to the bottom of the basement stairs,

“Follow me,” I giggled pulling him around the corner. I headed towards the cupboards next to our pool and took out a swimming costume for me and a pair of swimming shorts for Adan. “See you in a few,” I said throwing him the shorts and heading to one of the bathrooms.

When I came back out I saw Adan was already swimming around and I happily watched his muscles propel him through the water, before sliding in aswell.

“Hey,” he said swimming towards me. “You took ages to come out, I thought I was gonna be all shriveled up!” And with that he promptly splashed water in my face.

“Hey!” I spluttered, promptly splashing him back and heading towards the edge to grab a towel.

I pulled myself up on the edge and headed towards a cupboard to get a towel then I heard splashes as Adan made his own way towards the edge.

I looked down as he pulled himself out and dried his face on the towel I handed him.

He stepped towards me and grasped my hand in his, pulling me towards him and into a hug in one smooth movement,

I hugged him back and breathed in his smell, he smelt like spices and smoke.

After a few minutes of hugging, we eventually began to slowly separate. When our faces were only inches apart our eyes locked on one-anothers and the world seemed to freeze around us. Nothing else existed in that moment.

Then…

Ever so slowly, he closed the distance between us and pressed his lips to mine.

2.4 Sadness

Now that Iona had had Holly, things pretty much settled back to normal in the house. Or at least I thought so, that was until one day I started throwing up. Recognising the feeling I counted backwards on my fingers trying to work out dates. I was pregnant.

A few months later I had just arrived home from work when disaster struck. Dad had been playing chess in the hallway when his life suddenly came to an end.

We were all distraught, dad couldn’t die! He wasn’t even that old.

Suddenly a huge figure shrouded in black appeared amongst us. Death had come to take my father. As death beckoned to him, dad fell to his knees and begged to be allowed to stay with his family.

In response death gave a cold empty laugh, and with a wave of his scythe my dear dad was swept away into nothingness.

In memory of dad we placed a bench under the Weeping Willow in the garden and put a fence around it. We placed dad’s grave there so we could sit under the tree and remember him.

Mum was inconsolable after dad died. She spent a lot of her time out by his grave, talking to him, and crying. Sometimes I would go out late at night and hear her.

“How am I supposed to do this without you Blake? I miss you so much. I – I don’t think – ”

At times like that I would hug her and bring her inside, making her a cup of tea.

Dad’s funeral was scheduled for a months time as Alani, Aster and Oliver weren’t in the country and really wanted to attend the funeral. We invited all our family and friends to share all the memories we had of him. Iona had recently taken up the guitar, she said it helped her express her emotions. So she pulled it out and played us all a song she had written especially for dad. It was very touching.

Mum still wasn’t coping very well. In the middle of the funeral she burst into hysterical sobs and had to be taken inside.

I was nearly full term by the time the funeral arrived. I decided to go to bed early as I was huge and the day had really tired me out.

I woke up a few hours later with horrible cramps in my stomach. “Rob, Rob honey I feel a bit funny. Could you make me a cup of tea please?” I asked.

“Wha-? Um…Yeah sure babe.” Replied Roberto yawning, and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

As I got up out of bed I felt a pop and water gushed. The pain, searing pain. “Rob!!!” I yelled.

“Whaat?”He asked stretching.

“I think my water has just broken.” I screamed through gritted teeth. It took a minute for this information to register then suddenly he spun around to face me with fear in his eyes. “Well don’t just stand there, do something!” I bellowed at him.

Just then another wave of pain swept over my body.

“Okay honey, try to be calm. Everything will be fine.” Soothed Rob.

“DON’T YOU TELL ME TO BE CALM! I HAVE HAD A CHILD ALREADY THANK YOU VERY MUCH. JUST GET ME TO THE DAMN HOSPITAL!!” I shrieked at my terrified husband, who immediately ran out of the room.

We drove to hospital and the birth went very smoothly. The next day we brought home a beautiful baby girl, we named her Tulip. She was born Excitable and Ambitious.

Briar had celebrated his birthday, but with all the things going on it went unnoticed. When he aged into a child he looked even more like his dad. He had definitely inherited his high cheekbones. He developed he loner trait.

A few days after tulip was born, another tragedy struck our family. Mum had not dealt well with the death of her husband, and eventually the loss became too much for her.

Death once again entered the Garrett household. Unlike my father, my mother did not beg death. She knew that we would be okay, and she longed to see her love again. She took his hand and walked quietly away with him.

What were we going to do? My mother and father had died within days of each other and now I was left to run this family and Legacy on my own. Feeling suddenly inadequate I decided to give myself a more grown up makeover.

The loss of both of our parents within such a short time affected Iona and I a lot.

Soon Iona’s birthday arrived and we decided to have a small family celebration for her.

As soon as she had aged into a young adult I offered her a makeover in an attempt to cheer her up a little. She had grown up into a beautiful young woman.

There was one thing though. After her birthday she seemed to develop a strange dislike of children. Whenever she came close to one of them, even her own daughter, she always seemed to have a scowl on her face. I really hoped this wouldn’t cause any problems in the future.

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