The alarm clock buzzed off excitedly at 7am. Milla leaped out of bed, and cleaned her teeth.
"Today is the day!" She told herself in the mirror.
She brushed her hair and threw on some clothes. She shook George.
"George, it's time to get up! We're going to meet my parents!"
"Uhh, ohh," He moaned as he got up. He certainly wasn't a morning person.
George slowly shuffled into the bathroom and got dressed. Milla was already downstairs and making breakfast. She served some up and placed them on the outdoor table.
George was brighter now he was fully awake. They ate their breakfast quickly, and got in the car and drove back to the Doe's house.
"Are you ready?" George asked Milla.
"Yes, Yes I'm ready. I've waited all these years for this moment." She somehow contained her excitement.
She took in a deep breath, and pushed the doorbell hard.
Marie opened the door slowly and quietly; she didn't want to wake anyone up. She had washed out her hair dye. Louis was already awake though.
"You're back early!" He grinned and pulled her in for a tight kiss. "I got your message on facebook, what do you need to tell me that was so important it couldn't be told over the internet and you flew back to tell me?"
"I'm pregnant." She smiled weakly and hugged him.
"Oh my gosh! Yay! Do you want a boy or a girl?" He was genuinely happy, he loved children.
"I want another girl," She smiled back, "But a third boy would be okay, I guess."
Alisha woke up in her bed, with Delvin knocking at the front door. He made it home. She threw on a dressing gown and ran down the stairs to greet him. Delvin had washed out all the dye before he left France, too. Marie also washed it all out.
"Your back!" She squealed as he walked in his house.
"Yeah, filming has been postponed until further notice."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't be. Where's Sandy and Austin?"
"Sandy is getting ready for school, and Austin already left."
"I'll go see her. Does she know?"
"I don't think so."
Delvin strode up the stairs to see his little girl. Sandy hardly recognized him. She barely saw him as a toddler and baby.
"Daddy!" She said as she ran up to him and hugged him.
"Hello princess!"
"I've missed you so much! Where have you been?"
"I've been at work, in France. I've been filming a movie, Daddy's going to be on the television!"
Hanna woke up and looked around her new room. There was a part of the room that looked different to the others. It almost looked like it stuck out. She got up, and looked for Simon.
"Dad?" She called.
"Milla, I didn't think you were awake yet. What do you want for breakfast? Cereal? Toast? Pancakes? Full English?"
"Oh, can I have some orange juice and some pancakes?"
"We haven't got any orange juice, I'll go out and get you some. Wait here."
Hanna took this opportunity to check out the weird wall. She pushed it hard. There wasn't anything behind it. The wall felt hollow. She tried pushing it a bit harder. The wall collapsed, and stairs appeared before her. She cautiously walked down them to reach the lowest level...
Pete woke up and looked in the mirror. He brushed his hair roughly, and walked to school without anything to eat. He didn't bring anything with him. On his way there, he went to the police station, and reported his girlfriend missing.
"Hello, how can we help you?" A tall man said boldly.
"I'm here to report a missing person."
"And who might that be?"
"My girlfriend, Hanna Ashton."
"How long has she been missing?"
"Over a day."
"Okay. What does she look like?"
"She was wearing her prom dress last time I was with her, a big pink dress. She dyed her hair a pinky-purple color, and has emerald green eyes. She's turning 19 in a few weeks time. We're graduating from school this month."
"Right, I got all that. And who are you?"
"I'm her boyfriend, Pete Doe."
"And have you got the slightest clue where she might be?"
"We went looking for her twin brother, Austin, after the prom, because he had left early. We went separate ways. She had her phone on her when I left her. The prom was at Country Hill Hall. Austin and I have been calling her mobile all day, and looking around town."
"May I have her number? And have you got any pictures of her so we can take these for evidence and send out a search party?"
Pete handed him his phone, and brought up his contacts. He showed the policeman all the pictures he had of Hanna.
"She's a good looking girl, consider yourself a lucky sod!" He joked.
"Yeah, She's the best thing that ever happened to me. My whole world. Now she's gone, I don't know what to do without her."
"Ah, Lad. We'll find her, don't you worry. I'll just be needing you to show me where her house is. I need to speak with her parents."
"Okay, Sure. I gotta go to school in a few minutes though."
"That's fine, I can drop you off there on the way."
Pete got in the police car, and directed the man to the house.
Anna's parents, Rachel and Daniel walked slowly into the room where Anna was being held. They confirmed it was their daughter.
"She was so young," Rachel whispered.
Daniel said nothing, He was grieving.
"I wish I could bring her back." Rachel cried.
"We need to plan the funeral. I want it over and done with."
"I'll get started tonight."
Simon searched around the shops for some orange juice. He asked the lady who was putting some cans on the shelves.
"Excuse me, where's the orange juice?"
"It's over there, Wait a second, come with me." She gestured for him to follow.
"I can't see any here."
"I'm so sorry, I think we've run out. Do you want me to have a look in the store room?" She was very helpful.
"Yes please."
She ran into the cold room and searched for some orange juice. It looked like there wasn't any.
"I'm so sorry. There isn't any in the store room either! I don't know where they've vanished!"
"It's okay, I'll just get these, and go to the other store. I'm Simon by the way."
"I'm Christine." She smiled at Simon. "I'll open another till for you."
Christine had black hair like Simon, and it was short and styled nicely. She wore little make-up, and wasn't in her uniform. She had big green eyes and big pink lips.
"Thanks."
"Oh wait a second! I think we have some in the staff room. I'll just have a look for yo-"
"It's fine, honestly, don't worry. I'll get some tomorrow."
"Are you sure? We can always get some more tomorrow."
"Yes, I'm sure, and I'm fine."
She scanned all his items.
"I know we just met, but I would like to make it up to you. How about I buy you a drink at the Klub?" She offered.
"Thanks for the offer, I think I will come, but just for one drink. My daughter is at home."
"Sure! Pick me up tomorrow at 7? Here's my address." She scrawled on a piece of paper.
"I'll see you then,"
"It was nice meeting you!" She called as he walked out the shop.
Simon had a date for tomorrow... He hadn't been on a date since he was dating Joanne years ago. Well it wasn't exactly a date, more of a thank-you drink.
Hanna looked around the basement. There was a huge wedding arch, and lots of furniture. It appeared to be a crib, lots of toys, clothing and shoes. Hanna wondered if they belonged to Joanne and her children. There was a pool in the way. She knew she would have to dive in the water to get to the other side. She took off the shirt and jeans, and jumped in the water in her underwear. She took the plunge and swam over to the edge, and lifted herself out. She investigated the objects there.
There was definitely a crib there. A shoe rack and lots of dresses. There was a toy box, with all the contents sprawled on the floor. Hanna dared not touch anything, in case Simon noticed. She turned around to see lots of toys and trophies in the corner, behind the stairs. She walked to the edge of the pool, and jumped in. She swam over to the side, and read aloud.
"Here lies Milla McHaven, beloved Daughter of Joanne McHaven and Simon McHaven, sister to Jessica McHaven and Joshua McHaven. Milla will be missed dearly. Though her body is gone, her spirit remains. Rest in Peace, heavens' newest angel."
She choked up and cried, for the child she never knew. There was a picture of the real Milla next to her urn. The girl did look a lot like Hanna. She saw there were notes on the ground. She picked them up and read them.
"Dear Mummy and Daddy, today I feel really ill. The nurses told me I would be fine, but I feel really bad. My hair is falling out and I feel tired. I just want it to stop! I want to come home and give you a big kiss and a big hug. I want to be with you!" There were stains on the paper, the next part was blurred and they were unreadable.
Another read; "Dear Mummy and Daddy, Can I have a big bar of chocolate when I get out of hospital? I haven't had any in such a long time. It would make me feel a lot better. Or you could bring me one up next time you visit me? I really want to see you soon. It's been AGES! I'm going to go to bed now, and tomorrow I'm moving rooms. Apparently it will be easier to take me to the sessions from here. It's on the second floor instead of the third. I miss you so much. Love, Milla xxxxxxxx" On this note, there was a cute little drawing of Milla and her parents holding her hand walking on grass with lots of flowers.
Hanna cried for this little girl. She had obviously suffered a lot, at such a young age. Her siblings died, she had some form of Cancer, and she died so so young. She was one of many children who suffered from an illness or incurable condition. Hanna wondered why Simon thought she was Milla, if she was dead? Maybe he had a mental health issue, or maybe he was deluded. His heart was in the right place. He was only doing what he thought was right, not necessarily what was right.
Hanna swam away to the stairs, and grabbed her clothes. She tried to shut the door she had opened. At least she knew it wasn't just an odd-looking wall anymore. She took a shower and put on her pajamas. She put her underwear and clothes in the washing machine. She didn't want Simon knowing she had discovered the underground passage...
Simon was searching around town for some orange juice. He went to the other store on the other side of town. He saw a tall guy with spiky blonde-green hair. He was pretty buff and had lots of muscle.
"Hey, are you Simon?" The stranger asked.
"Uhmm, Yes. Who are you and how do you know my name?"
"You met a little lady called Christine?"
"Yeah, this morning, works in the other store across town. Why?"
"I'm her little brother. She called me to let me know that she's going out tomorrow night. Listen, pal, you try anything on my sister, I swear to God, I will kill you!" He grunted.
"Whoa, dude, calm down. I asked her for some orange juice, and the store didn't have any. She's only taking me out to apologize."
"Well, you better be tellin' the truth, otherwise you've got a lot more than my sister coming your way."
"Why would I be lying? I have three kids and a wife, why would I want to cheat on her?"
"Well how would I have known that? For all I know, you could be some crazy guy who goes around taking girls away and killing them, I don't know! I'm just protective of her."
"Well I can tell you now, that I am none of those things, and have no interest in hurting your sister, or you in any way. Okay?"
The man grunted and walked away. Simon found some orange juice and bought it right away. He walked to his car, and drove home.
George and Milla were ringing the doorbell frantically. Milla was desperate to meet her parents for the first time in 17 or so years. After 100's of rings, Jay answered the door.
"Hello." He sounded annoyed. Well you would be if someone was persistently ringing your doorbell early in the morning.
"Michelle? Is that really you?" He was in awe of how beautiful his baby girl had grown up to be.
"Yes, No, wait? I'm Milla. Milla Doe."
"You better come in sweetie."
George followed her into the house.
Jesse walked down the stairs.
"Jay, who was at the door?" She saw Milla for the first time.
"I-I-Is that Michelle?" She gaped.
"My name is Milla." She persisted.
"Milla, wait, let them speak." George calmed her.
"We had a daughter called Michelle, she vanished when she was three years old. Her auntie took her away to an orphanage, under a new name. We didn't find out until a few weeks ago."
"I was taken to an orphanage, by my Aunt, Francesca?"
"YES! Michelle! Baby your home! Oh my baby girl! We've missed you so much!" Jay and Jesse cheered at the same time. George was happy she finally met them.
"But wait, if you really are my parents, how come I don't have wings?"
"It skips a generation." Jesse told her.
"Jesse, why don't you put on the chicken, I think we could talk about this over dinner?"
"Oh yeah! Do you want mashed potatoes, or roasted potatoes? Wait, my baby girl always loved mash!" She grinned like a cheshire cat.
"Yes!"
"Jay, Open a bottle of champagne, or wine, we need to celebrate this!"
George hugged Michelle tight and kissed her lightly.
"I'll help your father," George said as he got up.
George followed Jay into the garage.
"Jay, I need to ask you something."
"What's that?"
"Well, I know you barely know me, and you only just met your daughter for the first time in years, but I would like to ask you for your blessing; I would like your daughter's hand in marriage."
"Of course! If you make her happy, then you make me happy."
"Thank you SO much! I've already bought the ring, I'm going to propose to her tonight."
"Good on ya' son." Jay said as he brushed George's shoulder in appreciation.
Back in the kitchen, Jesse was preparing the chicken, when she knocked the paper towels onto the stove. She didn't even notice them. She placed the chicken in, and left the kitchen without another look.
She returned with glasses for the drinks. Jay and George were already back in there with Michelle.
"So, do I have any brothers and sisters?"
"Yes, four. Two boys, Two girls. Hugo, Ryan, Amie and Mackenzie."
"Cool, I always wanted a little brother. The family I lived with only had girls. Five others in fact..."
"Who's that?"
"The Salles? Lily and Darren adopted me. They had 5 girls after me, Rose, Abbie, Nichol, Janice and Leona."
"Ouch, that's got to hurt."
Jay laughed. "You did the same! Michelle and then quadruplets!"
"Nichol, Janice and Leona are triplets though."
"See?" Jesse laughed.
Jay hugged his wife and kissed her on the cheek.
They were talking and laughing for hours.
James and Mackenzie were right at the front. Next to each other. Abbie wasn't in this class. Matt was around the center of the room, busy with his science, and they were in English. Hugo was asleep at the back next to Rose. He was pretty bored too. Ryan was at the front asking questions. He just didn't get it. Amie sat behind her sister, and tutted at her. Mackenzie wasn't even paying attention to the lesson, just busy sucking Jame's face off. James used to be an honor student, now with Mackenzie, he just abandoned studies for her.
Rose thought about all the times she could have told him. All the times they had fun. All the times they told each other they were best friends forever. They didn't matter anymore. She didn't matter anymore. Rose sobbed so hard, she woke Hugo up.
"Hey, Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah," She sniffled. "I'm fine."
"Oh, Why are you crying then?"
"I'm fine! Leave me alone!" She screamed.
"Just trying to help..."
"Well, don't. I don't need help. I don't want help. So go away, okay? Get that into your thick skull!"
"Excuse me? All I was doing, was trying to help you, I'm a nice person like that, you know, helping people. You should try it instead of biting their heads off." He replied with.
"Arghh!" She screamed. "Just shut the f*** up!"
"Do you know what? You're so rude. You are the rudest person I have ever met. Grow the f*** up, and act your age!" Hugo was mature for his age.
"Your such a tw**. You know that? Telling me to grow up? Pfft. You sound more like my grandad."
"Excuse me sir, can I move? This inconsiderate little b**** thinks it's alright to give out insults, but obviously cannot take them. It's affecting my learning as you would say."
Everyone gawped at him. He swore at one of the teachers. Nobody would ever dare do that. They all Ooh'd and Ahhhh'd him.
"Hugo, Rose, out here, now." He said without any emotion.
They both reluctantly picked up their stuff, and walked out the room, whilst glaring at each other.
"What was all that about in there?" Mr. Roberts asked.
"Rose was crying so I asked her what was wrong, and then she snapped at me, and started having a go at me, when all I was doing was helping her. She swore at me a few times, so I retaliated and swore back, you heard me the last time."
"Rose? What have you got to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry." She said and stormed off. "I can't do this!" She screamed as she strutted up the stairs.
"Where are you going young lady?!" Mr. Roberts fumed.
Hugo invited everyone to watch.
Mr. Roberts followed Rose up the stairs, as did the rest of the class.
"Rose, You need to come back down stairs and we can sort this out." His tone suddenly changed.
"No, It must all end. End now." She said as she focused on the stairs. She continued climbing them. Everyone else did too.
"What needs to end?"
"Everything." She was going mad. She didn't sound normal at all. The other students got out their phones and were filming her. James phoned her parents instead.
"Lily, you need to get here now. Rose has gone mad. She's going to the roof. I don't know what's going on. Just get here. She's almost at the top."
"What? James? She's going to jump! Oh God! No, no, no! This can't be happening. Stall her. Okay? Convince her to come down."
She put the phone down and raced to the school. She dragged Darren in the car.
"Rose," James said just before the last flight of stairs.
"James." She said coldly.
"Rose, you've got to stop this."
"You lied to me."
"What? No, I didn't. You've just got to stop doing this. You need to come back. Back down."
"You told me we would be best friends forever. Tell each other everything."
"We are, come down the stairs and we can sort it all out."
"No! It's got to end." She was possessed, or at least it seemed like it.
Abbie had heard the news, and was called up to go there.
"Rose!" She shouted.
"Abbie." She said heartlessly again.
"Rose," She panted. "What. What are you. Doing?" Abbie just ran up 5 flights of stairs.
"Ending it all."
"No,no,no. You can't do that, Rose. You know? What about Mum and Dad? Nichol, Janice and Leona? They're going to miss their big sister, their role model. I'll miss you. James'll miss you. You guys will miss her wont you?" She prompted her sister's classmates.
"Yeah." they muttered.
"You see? You can't do this now, not yet. You aren't even an adult yet."
"Don't you see? None of you care! You wouldn't mind if I went now, left you all!"
Rose manically climbed the final set of stairs, and onto the roof.
"Is anyone else going to convince me not to do it? Huh? Come on! Enlighten me!" She growled.
James stepped forwards.
"Yes, Rose. I will."
"And what can you say that will make me come down? Show me the light!"
"Rose, You are one of the most important people in the world to me. You taught me to love, how to love, and what love means. You taught me everything. You helped me when I screwed up, and if you go now, and I screw up, who's going to help me then?"
"Mackenzie! You don't need me anymore! You've got her!" She hissed.
"Now wait a second!" Mackenzie said as she climbed onto the rooftop. "You're acting like a spoilt brat. Why are you doing this, Rose? Attention. That's what. You don't really want to end it all. You just want to be loved."
Rose was already standing on the edge. She went silent, and bowed her head. "You're right. I just want to be loved. Like you're being loved. I want what you've got."
"Come here, get down from the edge. Take our hands." James and Mackenzie said together. Rose reached out for their hands. She misplaced her foot, and slipped to her demise.
"I love you." She mouthed to James.
They all watched in horror as she landed on the ground.
"NO!" Abbie cried as her bit sister hit the floor. James held her back.
"Abbie, Abbie. Do you want to be there too?"
Abbie stopped pushing and released her grasp.
"I'm sorry," She cried.
James held her in a hug. Mr. Roberts dialed for an ambulance.
Matt ran up to Abbie. "Abbie! It's okay, I'm here. It's alright. I'm here now." He hugged her tight.
Mackenzie hugged James. "I love you." She whispered to him.
"They were her last words." He sighed.
"I know. She loved you. A lot."
"Don't you think I don't know that? It's my fault she did it! She knew I loved you, and I didn't think she loved me this much! She wanted my attention. That's all!" He collapsed on the floor and held his head in his hands.
"Don't you dare blame yourself. She was attention seeking. Jealousy got the better of her."
"But I made her feel like that. She wanted to make all the pain stop, because of me."
Mackenzie didn't have an answer as quickly. "I did too. She was jealous of me. Not you. She wanted to be with you."
"I let her fall. She slipped out of my grip. She put all her trust in me. I let her down!" He sobbed.
Mackenzie sighed, and sat with him.
Lily and Darren were too late. They arrived to a sight; their first daughter, splattered on the ground. Rose was looking at her mother.
"No! Rose! No! Don't say that! Don't you dare leave me!" Lily held her head in her hands. "She's gone." She cried. "Darren! She's goooone!"
Darren held his daughter's hand and rubbed his wife's back.
Abbie, Matt, James and Mackenzie came running down the stairs to see Lily and Darren.
James shook Darren's hand. "It's my fault." He sobbed.
"It wasn't anyone's fault."
"I let her slip. She did it because she was she wanted to be loved, loved by me. She wanted me to love her, so badly, or just any attention. And it's all my fault." He cried.
"Abbie come here!" Lily cried and hugged her eldest daughter.
"She's gone, Mum. She left me." She said tucked into her mum.
Mackenzie hugged James, Darren hugged Lily, and Matt hugged Abbie. Police and ambulances arrived on the scene. School was dismissed early. It was the topic on everyone's mind. Why did she jump? What did she look like on the ground? Did she get pushed? Only the people on the roof knew. They weren't allowed to tell.
"Can you smell burning?" Jesse asked Jay.
"No, you must be imaging things."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"I must go to the toilet, which way is it again?"
"Here I'll show you,"
Jesse and Michelle walked into the kitchen to discover the source of the smell; the kitchen was on fire! The paper towels caught alight and set everything alight. The front door was blocked by the fire, and the door to the bathroom was blocked too.
"George! Dad! Help us!" Michelle screamed.
"What is it?"
"Open the door!"
The fire whooshed up to his face and he screamed.
"George! Find a fire extinguisher! Quickly! Before it swallows me! Michelle and Jesse are in there too! Run!"
George searched all the rooms for an extinguisher, his phone had lost battery, and there wasn't a signal over here. He looked frantically for a phone and an extinguisher. There wasn't one. He couldn't do anything but try and escape. He wouldn't leave them here. He loved Michelle, and he didn't want 4 other children to be orphans. He needed to be a hero. He had already saved two lives before. Now was the time to prove himself. George found some washing that was just washed, all wet. He ran back to Jay with it, but slipped and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up. He was coughing hard. Jay was coughing hard too.
"George, Is that you? Come on! You can make it!"
George tried to pick himself up, and managed to after lots of pep talks from Jay. He got there and threw the wet clothing over him. It didn't work. It made more of a mess, and more to catch fire.
"Michelle, look in the fridge for water. Any liquid will do!" Jesse screamed through the smoke.
"What? I can't hear you!"
They coughed and choked on the smoke. Michelle reached out for the fridge door, and pulled the eggs, butter, milk, cheese and the vegetables down with her. Half the fridge fell to the floor as well.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Michelle screamed as she was attacked by food. The fridge fell down too. Michelle was crushed to death.
"Michelle!" Jesse screamed as her eldest daughter, who she was just reunited with, was crushed to death by her fridge. "Noooooooooo!" She sobbed.
"Jesse? You need to get out of there!" Jay screamed.
"I-I can't leave her here!"
Jesse tried to drag Michelle out from under the fridge. The smoke made it hard to see, and it made her weak. She began to feel tired, and smoke filled her lungs.
"I can't let them suffer in there anymore!" George shouted as he ran into the burning door, and through the fire to a dead Michelle, and an almost dead Jesse. Jay tried to pull him back, but he was getting weaker with every breath.
"George! Go baaack!" Jesse cried.
"No! She would have wanted this!" He said as he tried to lift her up and carry her to a safer room.
"George, let me go. It's too late. We can't make it. You need to get out. You can still make it."
"I'm not leaving her to burn!"
"George, no! You're crazy!" Jay shouted.
"Crazy about her! I don't want to loose her this way!"
"You've already lost her. I'm sorry. She would want you to live. Go, you can still make it." Jesse persuaded.
By this time , Jay was in the kitchen with them.
"I'm not moving. Just get yourself out." Jay told him. The fire licked him all over. "Aghh! It hurts so much!" Jay screamed
"Jay!" Jesse screamed as she was swallowed whole into the flames, and scolded her skin.
George watched helplessly as his girlfriend's parent's were instantly killed, and looked over to his girlfriend. He was going to ask her to marry him. They were going to get married. A big wedding. They were going to have two kids, a boy and a girl called Elliot and Emily. They were going to have little grandchildren too. They were going to grow old together. That couldn't happen now. She was gone, forever. Michelle would never get to wear that white dress, walk down that isle, throw those flowers, say I do. George would never love again. He couldn't. She was his one true love. It was an eternal love, never ending, forever. George would never see her smile again, those rosy cheeks, that purple hair. Jay would never get to walk her down the isle. Get to give her away to her one true love. Jesse would never see their grandchildren, ones with the perfect purple hair.
George stroked her cold cheeks, and kissed them slowly.
"I'll see you in a minute, my angel." He said as he leaped into the fire, and left his life behind him.
Mint walked to the hospital to see Florence. She could go home soon, but would be in a wheelchair for a while. He wanted to be there for her, every step of the way. He had something in mind for her after graduation. The school was quite far away from the hospital. After 15 minutes of walking, he finally got there. Florence was in the waiting room. She was waiting paitently for Mint and her parents.
"Mint!" She shouted as she greeted him. She couldn't get up to see him.
"Flo', I'm glad you're getting better. I have some stories to tell you..."
"What?"
"Rose Salle fell off the roof. Apparently she went crazy and wanted to kill herself, then James and her sister talked her out of it, and she slipped off."
"Oh, my, God! I take it she died?"
"Yeah, it was tragic. Although we got out early, it wasn't worth someone dying. Her life was way more precious than leaving earlier. We're being sent to another school for a few weeks whilst they investigate the scene. The place is swarming with police now."
"Nobody else got hurt, right?"
"Noone else fell either, just Abbie and her parents were absolutely gutted. Imagine loosing a child. She was younger us..."
"It was such a waste. She was so pretty, she had her whole life ahead of her."
"But so do you! You've got your whole life ahead of you, you're beautiful, and you're the love of my life."
Florence leaned over to kiss him. They locked lips for the first time, that had an actual meaning. It was a beautiful moment.
"Thanks,"
Angela, Cassandra and Derrick arrived shortly after. Mint offered to wheel her home, which wasn't that far considering they lived next door to the hospital.
Jenna opened her eyes to a bright light. There was a doctor standing over her. She rubbed her face, and looked on her hand, it was covered in blood.
"What happened?" She asked the doctor.
"You were in a car crash." He said easily.
"Is anyone hurt?"
"Yes, You, Florence Denn and Mint Aae. Anna Pollo was killed."
"Oh my God! Are they okay?"
"Yes and no, The boy is fine, but the girl is in a wheelchair at the moment. She will be alright in time."
"A-and what's wrong with me?"
"You've broken three ribs, fractured your wrist, sprained your ankle and bruised some of your organs. You will recover, but to be safe, you must stay here."
"Okay, but what about school? Won't I need to go?"
"You can attend classes here for an hour a day. It won't make much of a difference, but it will help."
"Thanks. What about Florence?"
"She's gone home now. She's taking time off school."
"Oh," Was all she could say.
"Is there something wrong?"
"No, I just wanted to see her."
"She lives next to the hospital, and she still needs to come in every week or so to get checked."
"Please let me know when she is here? I need to tell her something."
"Sure."
The doctor turned around and walked away. Jenna's mother, April walked into the room with her Fiance, Joey. April was carrying their son, Neil.
"Mum!" Jenna's face lit up. Her mum had been away in the city for a few weeks. Neil had gone with her and Joey didn't live with them.
"Jenna, sweetie! Alright?" April asked as she handed Neil to Joey.
"Not exactly brilliant, but I'm okay. I thought you were coming back Friday?"
"Joey told me the news, I got on the next train back from Bridgeport."
"I'll take Neil to the playroom and let you two talk alone, okay?" Joey said as he walked away.
"Thanks, hun." April said sweetly.
"Any news on Dad?" Jenna asked timidly.
"Yes. I found him in Bridgeport. I bumped into him even, he told me he wanted to see you again, but I told him you wasn't quite ready. He gave me his number and told me to give it to you when you are sure you are ready to meet him. I'm sorry."
"I am ready! I want to meet him!"
"Sweetie, you're in no state to see him now." April consoled.
"I guess... But as soon as I'm out of here, I get to meet him. Deal?"
"Deal. Just... Just be careful. You don't know what he was like." April looked away from her daughter.
"What? Mum tell me."
She let out a sigh. "Your father desperately wanted a son, and when he saw you, well let's just say he was less than pleased. He told me he wanted nothing to do with you, or me for that fact. After your first birthday, he would come home later and later, smelling of beer and bars. He told me he was working overtime. Of course at first I believed him, I was blinded by love. He would come home drunk, night after night. It really ticked me off. One night he pushed me to the limit. I also had a drink that night, a few too many. We began to argue in a drunken slur. I remember telling him we were over, and I was leaving him and taking you too. He didn't seem phased by it at all. He was glad in fact. He grabbed you from your crib, and shoved you in my arms and screamed at us. He took all my clothes and threw them out the window and threw my bags out too." She paused. "Well that's the whole story."
"Mum... I-I don't know what to say. I'm sorry I ever brought it up. I'm sorry for all the times I told you I hated you, I didn't mean a word of it."
"It's okay, it isn't your fault. Let's just hope for your sake your father has grown up and acts his age."
"I'll at least wait until you're ready to have him back in your life."
April smiled and hugged her daughter.
Danny and Alisha sat on the bus together.
"I've been thinking, I never really spoke to you before the prom." Alisha told him.
He was nervous about speaking to her. "Yeah, I guess it took someone almost dying to bring us together," He laughed a little. To make him comfortable, she laughed too, and stoked his arm.
"You're really smart, and athletic too."
"You really think so? You're really pretty too."
She giggled. "Of course I do! And Thanks."
"Can I try something?" He asked her nervously.
"Yeah, Go on."
He leaned in to kiss her, but she pulled away.
"Danny, I don't mean to be rude, but we barely know each other, maybe we should take it a bit slower, okay?"
He was gutted. "Oh, I'm sorry." He was so shy and looked out the window.
"I'm kidding! Come here!" She said as she kissed him on the cheek. He turned round to her and kissed her on the lips.
"You're a really good kisser," He said between kisses.
"Really? This is my first kiss..." She said blushing.
"I know we're taking this fast, but will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes," She said quietly.
They got off the bus together, and introduced their parents to one another.
Danny's parents were farmers. They lived on the other side of town.
His father, Lawrence, founded their farm. He had a passion for gardening since he was a little boy. He taught his wife and sons all he knew.
His mother, Stevie, mainly tended the home, and sold their produce. She maintained a spotless home, and raised their children.
Danny had a little brother called Charlie. He was almost a teenager. Charlie had cute freckles and shaggy blonde hair. He loved to fish and was a natural for gardening. He was most like his father in personality, but looked more like his mother. He liked to watch the horses in the stable, but most of all he loved video games.
Danny also had a little sister. She was their youngest child, and their last. Her name was Francesca. She didn't like farming like her brothers, she preferred ballet and wanted to become a musician or a dancer
And of course, there was Danny. He got most of his looks from his father,but his brains from his mother.
They were very well off. The used to have a huge farm, but they sold most of the land off in order to pay for the mansion they live in now!
Alisha was overwhelmed by his huge house.
"Wow." Was all she could manage.
He took her inside and looked for his family.
He found his mother in the lounge.
"Mum, this is Alisha."
"Well Hi there, sweetie! I'm Danny's mum, but you can call me Stevie. Pleasure to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too," She smiled.
Danny and Alisha went looking for his siblings, Francesca and Charlie.
They found Charlie in his bedroom, playing on his xbox.
"Hey," Was all he said as Danny came in the room.
"Charlie, this is Alisha."
"'Sup." He was too busy with his game to even look at her.
Danny rolled his eyes. "Hi, Charlie." Alisha piped.
They walked out the door, and to his sister's room.
Francesca was playing with her dolls.
"Hi! I'm Francesca!" She was a lot happier than Charlie, and a lot younger. She was only just a child. Everywhere she went, she made everybody smile, and was a ray of sunshine. There wasn't a bad bone in her body. She tried to please everyone and not to upset anybody.
"I'm Alisha. Who's that?"
"This is my dolly, Polly. Say hello to Polly."
"Hello, Polly." Alisha played along.
"Would you like to have a tea party with us?"
Danny and Alisha looked at each other. "Sure, why not?"
"Great!" Francesca paused, "I'll go and get the snacks, you stay with Polly."
That meant Alisha and Danny were alone, except for Polly.
Christine slowly walked home to find her brother sitting on the coach.
"What are you doing, Christine?"
"If this is about my night out, then you can say it already. Okay?"
"Fine, Christine, I just don't want you getting hurt again. The last guy you went out with broke your heart in a million pieces. I don't want that to happen again."
"It wont! I'm just going out to a club with a friend, I mean-"
"A friend? How long have you known him? A day? A week?"
"Actually, I'm apologizing to him. That's all. I'm buying him a drink, that's it. Nothing else."
"I'm coming with you."
"You are so overprotective. Fine. You can come, but don't be breathing down my shoulder, stay on the low."
"Sure. I just want to make sure you're safe."
Simon still wasn't back. Hanna decided to search the house for her phone. Hanna scurried around Simon's bedroom. She searched all the drawers in his dresser. Her phone wasn't there. She found a small rectangular box. She opened it carefully. There was a gun inside it. She stared in shock at the gun. Why did he have a gun? Had he shot someone before? Would he shoot her? Did he lie to her about his children and wife? All those questions raced through her mind.
After a few moments, she regained her trail of thought, and continued her search.
She ran into the kitchen and opened all the cupboards. Her phone wasn't there either.
"Damn!" She looked around the house for a home phone or a computer. There was an old phone in the laundry room. She listened in for a dialing tone. There was one! She dialed her home number, and waited for an answer.
There wasn't one.
She dialed her brother, and waited, and waited....
And you're going to have to wait until next chapter! Haha! Sorry guys!!
Will Austin pick up?
Will Hanna escape?
How will the quadruplets react when they see their house?
Hold your questions; they'll all be answered soon enough!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'm very sorry it took this long to get out!
You can find almost all of the characters in Harvest Crescent on the exchange, check it out at: http://www.thesims3.com/userExchange.html?selectedAsstType=all&persona=tigerkid56
If you have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer them, and if one of my downloads doesn't work, please let me know and I can try and fix that for you.
AUTHORS NOTE: Pets literally ruined my game, so some of the hairs have gone because of this. All my children's and toddler hair has vanished and it wont install any more of them. I'm working on this but it's almost impossible. If you have any idea how to fix this, please let me know!!
**UPDATE**
Showtime also did this, but a newer patch (1.32? Not sure) fixed this, so SOME of the hair has returned, just not all of it.
