Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Chapter 111-Papa Bear

“Alright ladies, are we ready?” Marcus asked as he reached the bottom of the steps.

“Ready? You’re coming?” Finley asked giving me a confused look. She and I were headed out to pick up Zana and go prom dress shopping.

“Yes, you’re mom and I talked about it last night.”

“No, we didn’t. You said you were coming to carry me around everywhere like I’m some sort of invalid, and I told you I would be fine and would take lots of breaks.”

Marcus walked over smiling as his arms circled my ever expanding waist. “This will be fun and I can be there to veto anything I think is too revealing,” he said, smiling over at Finley who rolled her eyes in response.

“If that’s the case, I’ll just be wearing a sack.”

“I like the sound of that,” Marcus replied, giving her a peck on the cheek. “Let’s go.”

Finley and I filed out of the house knowing there was no use in trying to argue with him. When we got to Zana’s house, Finley jumped out of the car no sooner than Marcus put it in park.

We sat in the car and waited, when the door opened Zana’s stepfather stepped out instantly yelling at Finley. Marcus was out of the car before I could even get the seat belt off. 

“Take your freak of a daughter and get off my property!” he yelled. “I shouldn’t be surprised it’s your kind that would be responsible for messing with Zana’s head. Like she wasn’t trouble enough.”

“My kind?” Marcus asked stepping closer to Zana’s step-father. “You might want to rethink what you say next!” I heard the warning tone in Marcus’ voice and I knew this was about to get bad real quick.

Zana came out of the house carrying a bag. She had been crying and had a very defined red mark on her face.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Her mom asked running out behind her. Finley rushed towards Zana, but her stepfather pushed Finley back. 

That was the last straw for Marcus, he had the man pinned to the ground, pushing his face into the concrete walkway. Zana’s mother started pounding on his back as the man yelled out a slew of curses.

“Girls get in the car now,” I said. They both stood frozen watching the scene unfold.

“Now!” I yelled again and they both scrambled towards the car.

“I’m calling the police!” Mrs. Roberts yelled when her attempts to move Marcus failed.

“Marcus, baby, let him up,” I pleaded. When he looked up at me, I couldn’t help but to take a step back. The last time he looked that angry was the day he and Mulo fought.

“Marcus,” I said calmly. “Don’t do this.”

“Yes, officer. He just started beating on my husband, please hurry.”

Marcus turned in the direction of Mrs. Roberts hearing her frantic call to the police. Quickly he pulled Mr. Roberts to his feet, throwing him in the house.

“Amari go to the car,” he said before slamming the door shut.

I tried the handle, but it was locked. “Marcus!” I yelled banging on the door. I heard more cussing, then a scream, followed by silence. My heart was pounding as I continued to bang on the door until I heard the sirens.

Both Finley and Zana got out of the car as the officers approached.

“Are you the homeowner?” He asked me.

“No, I just came to pick up my daughter’s friend to take them shopping. They were in the middle of a family argument when we arrived.”

The officer looked over at Zana and saw the bruise on her face. “Who’s inside?” He asked directing the question to her.

“Um…my mom, stepdad…” she paused looking over at me.

“And my husband.” I finished for her.

“LAPD, open the door.” The officer announced banging on the door. There was silence but then the door opened.

“Can I help you officer?” Mrs. Roberts asked.

“Yes, did you call in a disturbance at this residence?”

I peeked around to see Marcus standing with Mr. Roberts sitting on the couch. I let out a sigh of relief to see that my worst fears weren’t true.

“Yes, sorry it was all a misunderstanding. My husband, he um…hit my daughter and that guy stepped in to stop him. He, my husband, can get pretty upset sometimes…” her voice faltered off as the officer walked past her to where Marcus and Mr. Roberts were.

“Sir, is everything okay here?” The officer asked Mr. Roberts. He had a nasty scratch on the side of his face where Marcus had pushed it into the sidewalk.

“Yeah, I’m good. Sorry my wife overreacted.”

The police were going to arrest Zana’s stepfather for hitting her, but she didn’t want to press charges. Dress shopping was put off, and we rode home in silence. Zana stayed huddled up with Finley in the back seat and she would cast nervous glances at Marcus.  When we got home, I made the girls go to the living room so we could talk about what happened.

“Zana, I need to apologize for scaring you, and hurting your stepfather,” Marcus said once they’d taken a seat.

“Why…um…your face and teeth…”

“Yeah, about that.” Marcus took a seat and she inched closer to Finley.

“Z, it’s ok,” Finley said. “He’s a little different, but it runs in my family sorta. You know how you liked Dracula?” Zana nodded. “Well, I live with him. Pretty cool huh?”

Zana looked at Marcus, then over at me, before looking back at Finley. “You’re not kidding are you?”

“No, and it’s not just him.”

“You too?”

“Me? No, but the triplets, and my two oldest siblings.”

There was silence. Marcus and I waited to see if she was going to flip out, and Finley looked worried about the same thing.

Her face went from confused to having the biggest grin. “That is so freakin’ cool!”

The rest of the day was spent with her grilling Marcus about stuff trying to see what was fact and what was fiction. I was happy that she handled the news well, I knew how much she meant to Finley and I didn’t want this having a negative impact on their relationship. After dinner, we talked about what went on at her house. Apparently her mother had gone through her phone and found some racy text messages sent between the girls. She stayed the night with us, and Marcus let her know that her parents would be more accepting of her relationship with Finley from now on.

***Meanwhile in Riverview***

“What the hell do you want?” George bellowed as soon as he opened the door.

“Is that anyway to greet a guest?” I asked stepped around him. “Boy, you’re slumming it since the wife kicked you out.”

“Go to hell!” he retorted. “Why are you here?”

“Your daughter needs you? You do remember you have one right?”

His face softened for a moment at the mention of Amari. “What’s happened? Is she okay?”


“Not, yet. But she will be. It’s time for you to pay the piper.”


Thank you all for your patience. I never planned on taking this long of a break, but hopefully I'll be back on track soon with regular bi-weekly updates. Sorry this one was so short, but I'm a tad rusty and needed to ease back into this. Kiss will be ending this year, so we are heading towards seeing if Amari can get her happily ever after. Thank you all for your support and encouragement on this story!

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Friday, February 28, 2014

What's Keeping Me Away

So I think a lot of you also read my other story Fiendish which I wrapped up right before Christmas. Well long before that story ended, my fellow simming friend Jillyson (or Jillybean as we liked to call her) pushed and pushed for me to turn Fiendish into a book. So I caved and started working on it, but I'm slow and easily distracted.

Since Jill's passing, I've been more determined to get project book Fiendish completed sorta in her honor. One would think it would be a quick and easy process to take a story already written taking out the sim elements and get it done. But yeah, not so much LOL. That being said, I've been really focused on getting it done which means I've neglected Amari and the gang. I promise PROMISE you this story will continue and have an end! It was my first story ever and I won't leave it hanging.

My goal is to have this project done and the book out by April. Not saying it'll be that long before I update again. I really am trying to shut off the drive to finish the book and give some attention here. I just wanted to let you all know what's been going on.

Thank you for our continued support!

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Thursday, January 9, 2014

Updates coming soon!!!!

Hello all and Happy New Year. I hope you all enjoyed your holiday season. Just a little note to say I will be getting back to my updates soon. I'm trying to get my focus back so that I can get Kiss wrapped up this year. I don't know how many chapters of this story are left, but I do have a basic idea of how I want things to happen so it's a matter of organizing all my random thoughts in a way that you guys can understand them, cuz right now they are a mess. :) I am hoping to have an update this month as well as kick off with my newest story Retraction.

So I'm gonna get back to work now.

As always thanks so much for reading!!!
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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Chapter 110-Uncharted Territory

After being released from the hospital, I was put on strict bed rest. I was not to be on my feet for longer than thirty minutes at a time, but my husband cut that time down to five or less if he could help it. Marcus was back to carrying me everywhere, but I didn’t mind. I knew he still held on to some guilt, not only because of how angry he was with me, but also because of what Florence tried to do. We had both made mistakes and had forgiven each other, he needed to work on forgiving himself.

Life was calm for a change. I hadn’t heard from Mulo since the fight, I knew I needed to reach out to him about turning me, but it would be a conversation best had after the babies were born. The babies were draining my energy a lot more the further along I got. Now that Finley was a teen she tried to help out more. She and Marcus were closer than ever and it was great to see, and he took on the task of the dreaded driving lessons.

At least this time I had a valid built in excuse. When she wasn’t out driving she was with her friend Zana. She was an interesting young woman. She was always very polite, but she had an interesting look, one that was starting to rub off on Finley. I didn’t mind Finley trying to express herself. Self-discovery was all a part of growing up. Zana spent a lot of time at our house, Finley said she didn’t get along with her step-dad that well and her mom worked long hours as a waitress. Tonight was another impromptu sleepover.

“Marcus can you go tell the girls dinner is ready?” I asked as I finished setting the table.

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Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Chapter 109-My Everything

Two weeks later, Marcus was still mad at me, even going so far as to sleep in the boys’ old room and I needed him with me. I couldn’t sleep; I would have nightmares about Florence. I was trapped in a door-less room and I just heard her laughter or I was choking, unable to fight or scream for help. I would wake up in a panic and alone. During the day, I tried not to focus on it too much, choosing instead to take care of Finley. She was very upset with me being gone and once I returned home she hardly wanted to leave my side. Just once I wanted to not have my children negatively impacted by outside forces.

I tried to be understanding of Marcus’ frustration, but I was starting to get annoyed with it the longer it carried on. When I tried to talk to him, he didn’t want to listen to me, the only thing he was willing to discuss was our marriage plans. The fact that I didn't want to even consider getting married right now only added fuel to his fire. He was so angry over Mulo, that he forgot about what I went through. I could have died, our babies could have died, but that fact didn’t seem to register with him. We were at a stalemate sadly. When Finely was at school, I spent time painting to keep my mind off the tension in the house. When that didn't work, I took the dogs on short walks.

“Where are you going?” Marcus asked as he stepped into the foyer. "You don't look like you are taking the dogs walking."

“I'm not, I'm just going out. I need some fresh air.” I replied taking another step towards the door.

“Out to where Amari?” He asked moving to block my path.

“I don’t know Marcus.” I snapped. “I wasn’t aware I had to ask for approval before leaving the house now.”

“Well you are a bit of a flight risk.”

Hearing his tone was like nails on a chalkboard, he didn't want to talk to me, but I was expected to remain on some sort of house arrest at the same time. I may have been on limited bed rest, but the stress of staying in the house was far worse than sitting at the park.

 “Why don’t you just say what’s really on your mind and get it over with!” I yelled.
 “Because I’m tired of you walking around with this chip on your shoulder.”

“You went to him Amari, how do you not expect me to be pissed about that?" Marcus yelled back. The anger he'd been harboring was finally coming out. "Him! Of all people! Then I show up to take you home only to find you half dressed in his clothes coming from where? His bedroom? His bed?”

I took a step back picking up on his hidden accusation. It never failed; it was always the ones that meant the most to me that could hurt me the worst. For him to even imply I would do something like that made me want to rethink more than just being married to him.

“Seriously Marcus? Are you forgetting that your psycho ex kidnapped and tried to kill us? I didn’t go to him Marcus; it wasn’t like I ran off with cold feet. He saved me. I am so sorry I didn’t come home right away, I am, but cut me some damn slack! I had just had an attempt made on my life, and then watched a woman be brutally murdered in front of me! It was a lot Marcus, that coupled with the previous fears about us getting married…” I stopped and rubbed my side. I needed to calm down because they were not happy.

“I can’t sleep Marcus. I have nightmares about her, about that day and when I wake up terrified the only person I want is you. But you aren’t there because you are too damn busy being mad at me!” I screamed before storming past him.

I didn’t get far because I got an intense cramp that caused me to double over in pain. Marcus was at my side instantly, all traces of anger dissipated.

“Baby what’s wrong.” I couldn’t answer; all I could do was breathe through the pain which felt strangely like really intense contractions. “I’m taking you to the hospital.”

“No.” I managed to groan. “Finley. I-have-to-be-here.”

“I’ll make sure someone is here, but you need the hospital.”

Marcus carried me to the couch and called 911. Then he made a phone call to Ceula since she was the closest. She spread the word to her siblings and would make sure that she was at the house for when Finley got home from school. Marcus kept telling me how sorry he was during the ambulance ride. I saw the worry in his eyes, I was just as worried.

Once at the hospital it was determined I was indeed in early labor. The stress, plus the fact I was carrying multiples set it off. They gave me medication to stop it, and a light sedative to help calm me. I tried to protest the sedative, but the doctor said that it would help the medication work quicker because they wouldn’t survive being born now.

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Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Chapter 108-A Long Time Coming

I awoke to the sound of raised and very angry voices.

Come quickly Love before I really hurt him.

I threw the covers off and rushed down the stairs. Aric stood in between his father and Marcus, the furniture was over turned, there were holes in the walls and some things were broken.

“Marcus stop!” I yelled when he attempted to lunge passed Aric to get to Mulo.

I’ve been holding back, but he’s trying my patience.

Mulo stood ready to defend himself should Marcus get past Aric. I hated seeing those two fighting but I hated even more that my son could get hurt trying to stop them.

"Marcus!" I yelled again.

This time he turned at the sound of my voice and came to me instantly. His face was bruised and bloodied just as Mulo's was. I knew he would heal, some of the cuts already were, but seeing him like that was a shock.

“Baby I’ve been worried. I thought you ran…” He stopped when he took stock of my clothes.

I forgot I was in Mulo’s shirt and underwear. I didn’t get a chance to explain before I saw the fury flash in his eyes as he let out this feral noise that I could only describe as a growl before he turned towards Mulo again.

“Marcus no!” I cried but Aric stopped me as I attempted to get to him. “Let go Aric!”

“No. You are in no condition to try and get between them. Even if you weren’t pregnant I wouldn’t let you over there.” Aric replied calmly.

“He’ll kill him Aric!” I pleaded trying to get free, but Aric used gentle pressure to keep me in place.

“No he won’t.”

I had to stand by and watch as those two attempted to rip each apart. Marcus was furious and with good reason. It was about more than me being here, it was about everything Mulo had done to hurt me, him, and our family. His life was stolen, he couldn’t get back that time and he had every right to want Mulo to pay for that. But I didn’t want him hurt. Mulo was older and stronger. Just like with his fight with Aric, I could see he was holding back, but I wasn’t sure how much longer that would be the case. How could I not think he would come for me once found out where I was? I should have known Marcus wouldn't just sit around waiting on me to come home on my own.

“What did you do to her?” Marcus yelled.

"Nothing she didn't want." Mulo countered with a smug look.

Marcus let out some sort of deep guttural roar, then I saw Mulo flying through air; he crashed through the glass window and skidded across the patio coming to a stop against the railing. When he got up I knew all bets were off. Thinking quickly, I flung my head back hard making direct contact with Aric’s nose and catching him by surprise. He released me on instinct and I scrambled quickly towards Marcus just as Mulo moved towards him. I braced for impact thinking I was about to be crushed between their two bodies.

Marcus threw his arms around me turning so that his back was to Mulo, allowing himself to take the brunt of the impact. I saw a blur and heard a thud as Aric tackled his father to the ground moments before he reached us.

“What the hell were you thinking?!” Marcus yelled at me.

I let out the breath I had been holding while taking a step back. My entire body was shaking from the fear and adrenaline. I have never seen Marcus like this; he’d always been so calm and understanding. This new out for blood him was scary, I never knew he had it in him to be so vicious. It was a little scary to see, but I had to admit it was also pretty damn hot.

 “She was trying to save you from imminent death.” Mulo said as he stood dusting bits of broken glass off his clothes.

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Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Chapter 107-A Woman Scorned

The kids took the news of the engagement well. Bynni, Ceula, and Nina all kicked into wedding planner mode since Marcus insisted on us getting married before the babies were born. Since I was again carrying multiples, I was on limited activity restrictions. I wasn’t totally bedridden, unless it was left up to my soon to be husband. The wedding was planned at a small chapel in town. We had done the beach, and the house, so I hoped having it in a church this time would make a difference. I still worried but tried not to let Marcus know. We had planned it for after the triplet’s graduation and that day had arrived.

“Mom you look absolutely radiant!” Ceula exclaimed.

“Yes. I don’t know if it’s the pregnancy or Marcus, but you are glowing.” Bynni added with a smile.

“I’d say it’s probably more Marcus than the pregnancy because these kids are kicking your mom’s ass.”  I replied laughing.

Seconds later Jonathon and Finley walked in.

“Ugh I don’t like this thing.” He complained pulling at this bow tie.

“At least you don’t have to be in a dress.” Finley retorted scrunching up her nose.

Nina walked over to softly scold both of them. “Stop complaining you two. You look very handsome.” She said kissing him on the forehead.

“Ew mom, stop that!” he whined wiping of the lipstick

She just rolled her eyes before turning towards Finley “And you are the prettiest flower girl I’ve ever seen.”

“Yes you are.” I agreed.

I hadn’t seen Finley in a dress since she was a toddler. Once she got older she turned into quite the tomboy. I didn’t push and wanted her to become her own person. She didn’t know it, but I did pack her a change of clothes so she wouldn’t have to stay in the dress the whole time.

“Ok you two, it’s time, go get ready.” Nina said taking their hands. “I’ll send in Aric.”
“Actually tell him I need about ten minutes.” I replied.

“Mom?” Elphie asked looking concerned.

All four girls turned to look at me. “I’m ok. I just need a moment to myself.” I responded.

They gave me hugs then filed out of the room. I exited the side door that lead out the gardens. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in sight, an absolute perfect day to get married. Things were going well, my life was finally looking up, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread I carried with me. 

“Look at you.” 

 I turned when I heard her voice. Florence stood behind me with a scowl on her face and there was something off about her. She said some words I didn’t understand then gave me an evil smile.

“For me he postpone often, for you he wastes no time.”

“Florence, what are you doing here?”

“Came to offer congratulations.”

I looked past her towards the chapel, Aric would be looking for me soon. As angry as I was that she would just show up, I had to keep calm for the babies’ sake. She turned and looked towards the door as well then shrugged.

“They can look, but will not find. Just a simple cloaking spell. Gives us privacy.”

“Cloaking spell?” I asked confused with my uneasiness about her presence increasing.

Florence let out a wicked laugh before leveling her crazed gaze at me. “Marc no tell you. Naughty boy.” 

Her eyes lowered to my stomach for the first time making me instinctively wrap my arms around it for protection. “Well this will be more fun than I thought!”
Before I could say anything else everything went black.

Marcus POV

“What do you mean she’s gone?” I asked Aric failing in my attempts to keep calm. “Where the hell would she go?”

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