The Peterson Story

[phoebe91]

I'm so glad you like it! I'd rather just post another update right now but I gotta wait for tomorrow because I have school and if I post most of them now, there won't be an update for weeks xD

But yeah, now she'll be scarred for life because of her ex xD

[yummybunny]

That's cool.

You have to keep people on their feet, waiting for an update.

I learned that while waiting for TS3.  If you give everything now, there won't be nothing for later. {lol}

[yummybunny]

But she is spoiled.

She needs to know that marriage is for the both, not just one.  You have to sacrifice sometimes for the happiness of the other.

But then, some rich hubbys want you to stay home, always pregnant, and doing nothing, but staying home, cleaning, and then they'll give you your allowance to go shopping.

[phoebe91]

Yeah, so true. I took a different approach to the story though, which you'll find out.

But anyways, there'll be another update tomorrow, whenever I get on the computer. ^_^

[Majick]

I like it!

I look forward to seeing more

[phoebe91]

Okay, so I'm supposed to be doing my homework, but I decided to come on here first to give you all an update! So here's part 2 ^_^

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Well, we didn’t keep our distance for long. One night I invited Carlos over. I really needed some human contact anyways.




But, I had to know if he liked me. This answer was exactly this: “Baby, I LOVE you!” My heart melted when he said this. I just couldn’t believe this!




We barely made it into the door before we began to kiss each other romantically.




Things were heating up so fast that we ended up getting carried away, all the way to the bed!




But even after we did the deed, the heat just wouldn’t die down.




However, I had to stop because I was starving. I decided to make us some cereal since I didn’t want to risk the mac and cheese.

[yummybunny]

Wow!  Carlos is an older man, which makes things even more interesting.  It seems like they really like each other, and that's all that matters.

I love the layout and design of her "trailer".  Makes it look like it is a trailer.

[phoebe91]

Yeah, the trailer is all EA though, I didn't change a thing until later lol.

Part 3!

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After a couple of weeks past, I began to feel sick after coming home from work. I must have eaten some bad hot dogs though. My cooking skill hasn’t improved since I first moved in after all.




But, I just kept throwing up, causing me to become uncomfortable. Nothing that a good vibrate couldn’t solve.




But after a few more weeks, I began to get bigger. I decided to take a pregnancy test and it came out positive! I was so mad! How could that jerk do this to me? Now I’ll be tied down by kids! Luckily I still had my easel to take my frustrations on.




But I just kept getting so hungry! I had to paint for a few hours, then stop and eat, and then repeat the process! I knew this pregnancy was going to last forever.




But of course, that jerk had to come by. There he was, standing at my doorstep, expecting to be welcomed /in/.




“How could you get me pregnant?!” I yelled at him, “You should know better than to sleep with a girl and get her pregnant!”
Carlos didn’t like getting yelled at though. When I raised my voice, his face got redder, “Me? You were the slut that slept with me! Now why don’t you just shut up and we can raise the kid together!”
“What? Are you crazy? I can’t be tied down by a kid! You’ll never be allowed here again!” I gave my final word, went back into my sad excuse of a home and shut the door in his face, knowing that I was turning down a wealthy opportunity.




As the months past, I lived in solitude. The burger join didn’t want me coming in, so they placed me on maternity leave. I got to know some of my neighbors, but they all seemed to hate me for the fact that I was pregnant and not married.




I felt bad about turning down Carlos and his money. A couple of times in my third trimester I picked up the phone, but I had to put it down. I couldn’t go back on my word. I had to keep the promise to myself.




One evening when I was stuffing my face, I began to get bad stomach pains. I thought that the Mac and Cheese had gone bad on me again (I’ve eaten so much of it I couldn’t tell the difference any more).




But soon, I realized that my water broke! I began to scream and freak out. I was finally going into labor!




Soon enough, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy!




His eyes were just so cute, my heart just seemed to melt.




But I still felt contractions and I ended up also giving birth to a baby girl!




I ended up naming them Mason and Madison. But in my tiny apartment, I had no room for a crib, let alone two! And the cost for them would be too high! I don’t know what I’ll do!

[yummybunny]

She has REALLY bad luck.

I mean, she didn't want to be tied down by kids, then she has twins, instead of a single baby.  Now she's tied down even double!  How ironic. {lol}

She does need the father now, if she don't want to be super tied down.  It sucks that he is old, because (I am gonna put this in facts of real life) you don't really know how long old people are gonna last.  He can take them, and give her a break on certain days.

At least she didn't run into a dog of a man that didn't run after seeing that he'd gotten a girl pregnant.  The good men always gotta be shunned away.

I really am loving this story!

[phoebe91]

lol, when I saw that she had twins, I flipped out! I was NOT expecting it. They are 100% natural x.x

Anyways, update!

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After working extra shifts and getting donations, I finally had enough money for two cribs! I could also pay the nanny her high prices so that I could work. Life wasn’t looking too good. The babies always wanted constant attention and I just wanted to sleep! But no, I had to take care of their demands.




Carlos kept on calling. I had to keep on yelling him to stop calling me! I eventually had to change my number, which cost me the rest of my money that I had that week. All the other money was either tied up in bills or the kid’s diapers and food, which I was really glad that I didn’t have to cook!




I felt like I was going to have a mental break down. This was all too much for me. The only time I had to eat was at work. I never had any time to sleep. The smell of dirty diapers also wound up in my nose somehow. I wish I could find relief!




But the next few months brought an even sharper decline in my work performance. Until one day the manager came to me and said that he was demoting me! I couldn’t afford this! How could he do this to me!?




Afterwards, all I could do is go and cry myself to sleep. But then a doorbell woke me up.




Carlos was standing outside! This man wouldn’t give up! I ended up marching out there in my PJs. “When will you go away? Leave, now! I don’t have any interest in seeing your ugly mug around here! It’s bad enough I have to take care of your kids that you gave to me!” I yelled at him. I was so tired of this fighting though. It was just too much.

“When will I see them?” Carlos asked innocently.

“How about never?” I told him straight out. Then I turned and marched right back in my house. The last thing I needed was for the neighbors to see us like this.




But I must have left the door open because as I tried to go back to sleep, Carlos snuck in and saw his kids.




He gave each of them a bath, something that they probably needed, and then tucked them back in bed. I watched the whole thing out of one eye and I was amazed at his fatherly instinct.




I suppose this gave me a new insight. These kids are one of a kind, something that just doesn’t happen overnight. I began to listen to their wants. I now knew what cry meant what. It’s almost like they put me on a schedule.