ANNOUNCEMENT

My Sim Legacy would be in hiatus for awhile. I don't know when will I start writing again, if I found an inspiration. I hope I could continue this story. Bye Bye for now! >.<

Chapter 6: Diapers And Drugs

BEBE's POV


I want to eat pancakes and  I will cook my pancakes!


Being pregnant is a blessing, I know but I become a fat woman who loves to cook and eat whatever she cooked! Cravings! I need to save money but I just can't fight the feeling of fluffy pancake with sweet honey poured over them! MmmMmMmm!


My due date is very near and I could feel anxiety and nervousness over this pregnancy. My back is killing me and I feel pain now and then.


Ibrahim and my parents are very helpful, especially my Dad. He would help clean the house and take Mom to the bookstore, clean the house and tend Ibrahim's garden.


After learning about my pregnancy, Ibrahim stopped looking for Xander, but it doesn't mean he doesn't care about him anymore. I could see him sometimes staring at his phone waiting for something, a call from someone or maybe from Xander. He doesn't show the sadness anymore but he seems aloof with my parents especially if he sees weird about them. He will just make a solemn face and go away.

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One day I asked him if we could go to the library and read books about pregnancy. When we are going home from the library, I asked him if we could go for a walk first in the park. As we were walking I felt a sudden  pain in my abdomen and then after that it become so blurry...

  "Ibraaaahiiiim!!!" I shouted. I tried to hold on the chair near me and I could feel liquid gushing in my thighs. My water just broke.

Ibrahim looked around for help, he can't see anybody and panic crept in his face. He looked at me, shocked.

"What the hell are you doing?!!" I screamed at him.

The panic-stricken Ibrahim tried to look again for help and then someone came running to help us and she was wearing a paramedic suit.

It was Morgana, Ibrahim's best friend.

"Bebe, is that you? OH MY-" Morgana exclaimed as she looked at my condition. She got her phone and dial on it, "We have emergency here in Sunset Valley Park, I need an ambulance here!"

After tucking here cell phone in her pocket, she rushed into me and she looked at Ibrahim in disbelief.

"Bebe, I know it hurts but try to calm down and do a deep breathing. Okay. One, two, take a deep breathe, do it again." I followed her and sit down on the chair. When I calmed down, she stoop up and smacked my husband's shoulder, "You're a fool! Your wife is having a baby and you're like a frozen popsicle there!"

Ibrahim rushed to my side and whisper sorry. The ambulance finally came and Morgana and the other paramedics helped me until we reached the hospital.

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At the hospital everything went by so quickly, I was numb with pain, I cried out everytime I could feel someone moving me. Tears keep flowing in my eyes. Ibrahim hold my hand, someone brush my hair out of my face. I looked up and saw my Mom, teary-eye and at the corner of the room, I saw my Dad looking very worried but smiled at me. I smiled over the pain. I can do this.

Then the doctors said to push and I cried out because of the pain, "Let this be over with, please". I thought. That's all I could think about. After about 20 minutes, I let out a big push and then for a minute or two. I felt something slide out of me and I hear a cry. The doctor looked at me and show me my baby, "It's a beautiful girl". I laughed but I still feel weird inside, then an excruciating pain hit me.

"What is happening?" Ibrahim asked the doctor worriedly.

The doctor checked again then said, "Bebe, you have to push again okay?"

"WHY?" I shouted as nervousness crept with my tired body.

The doctor smiled at me. She looked at Ibrahim and said, "We have another one here and I think SHE's waiting for you to let her out, so push Bebe."

Ibrahim cried out happily. We had twins!

We named them Bethany and Beatrix, two beautiful girls. I was shocked that we had twins. I could not feel any happier. After 2 days I was released at the hospital and was still given time to rest in the house.

Taking care of these little princesses is very hard. We would wake up in the wee hours in the morning and feed, change diapers and play with them.

They are still young so we still can't say who resembles more, me or Ibrahim. We love them so much and it got me and Ibrahim closer again. After the death of Bessie and Buster, the loss of Xander and the moving in of my parents, he was pretty distant to me. I could feel it but he is trying to be there. I know, but after the twins were born we would talk about our future, their future and loving every moment of it. I could say we still are tight on budget, the house was still unfurnished but yet I am still smiling.

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IBRAHIM'S POV

I was busy preparing the dinner when the phone rang.

"I'm gonna get it," Dorie said. 

So I continue preparing Ratatouille, then Dorie approached me while holding the phone and place her other hand on my shoulder.

"A friend is looking for you, maybe after talking to him we could talk about the forest pixies again," Dorie said.

I gave her a puzzled look and got the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dude. Miss me?"

I looked at Dorie and hold her shoulder. I felt like passing out. O thought I would never hear this cocky voice again.

"Men.. I know I've done something wrong. I'm really sorry but your birthday is coming up and I am gate- crashing at your birthday party!" Xander said on the other line.

"Damn you dude! You better be sure that you will be there. "I miss you!" I answered.

I just felt like a big lump was gone and I could feel that I could breathe easier. I looked at Dorie and smiled at her.

"I'm sorry."

Dorie gave me a puzzled look. "For what?"

"For not hanging out with you anymore?"

She smiled. "It's okay. I know you've been busy with the little pixies of your own."

Then my birthday came. What more could I ask for? Now that I am an ADULT, I have my long lost pal back and I have two little and beautiful daughters and a loving family. I could say that I should be satisfied with my life, but there is still something that is bothering me.

Sometimes I would get nightmares and dreams...

Thinking aside about my dreams. I was promoted to Fertilizer Analyst, which is paying well and I would not fiddle anymore with useless contraptions anymore. Now I'm doing research and testing which is better fertilizer that could make a plant grow fast and healthy. This would be a big help for me and for the budget of the family.

Everything was going so well in our household. Then one day as I got home I saw Morgana there, holding Bea.

"It was supposed to be you, holding our child like that."I thought. What am I even thinking? Morgana doesn't want to lived her husband so we moved on.

"Earth to Ibby?"

My thoughts were shattered by her voice.

"I'm sorry." I said. "What are you even doing here? Don't you have work?"

"It's my day off today and I delivered up some medicine for your in-laws and some vitamins to my two favorite god children." She smiled as she looked at my daughters.

Bebe made her a god mother to the two of them because it was her that saved her life and the babies.

"So what are these medicines? Is this to keep them off from being weird?" I suddenly become interested with the medicine Gus and Dorie are drinking.

"Weird? You are really fool. These are for the patients with schizophrenia. It keeps them not to see things they never should see or doesn't exist."

"Doesn't exist? What does it mean?"

She looked at me and suddenly become awkward. "You should ask your wife. I better go."

I was puzzled by her behavior. I was just asking her and how can they be dangerous when they are just a little weird, maybe they are just depressed or they are just like that, weird.

I become bothered by Morgana's behavior that day and she was like avoiding me, even on the twins's birthday. I know I should have asked my wife about this but there is something like an invisible force that is keeping me not to talk about this to her.

Maybe I should let it go or maybe.. I just don't know. It just keeps bothering me. Maybe I could ask someone about this, someone close to the Harts, someone who would not questions me why I ask these questions...

And I know who is that someone that could help me, his parents are the closest friends of Gus and Dorie, (well they are their only friends). I know he would not refuse, he owes me big time all the trouble he had done.

But at the back of my mind as I saw Xander come out. I know whatever he will tell would not be a happy story. I could feel it.

Episode 5: Goodbye Xander, Welcome Mr. And Mrs. Hart

*This episode is almost composed of Bebe's POV, where we could see and learn about her and her feelings in Hollows Legacy.


Bebe's POV


I woke up early, in a new bed and a new house. I turned to my side and I could see my husband's face. Yes! My husband, it seems surreal but I know I'm not dreaming. I got up quietly not to wake up my husband.

I can't believe I'm married and have a handsome husband. I finally fulfill my dream to get away from my parents and living life free from my responsibilities.


Oh My God! What am I thinking?! They are my parents, they raise me or should I say I raise them. I know that should not be a dream of child, especially it's like your abandoning you parents. It's just the day that I could understand the world I was given a responsibility, a task, to take care of them. I just hope they are okay with only just the two of them. 


I hope so..
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I dress up and decided to prepare breakfast for my sleeping husband, I will cook my specialty, Autumn Salad! 


After cooking, I clean up the mess, this house is still unfinished and a man living alone, especially Ibrahim, he's a slob he just live the mess around. The newspaper being delivered near his garden, it is  so messy. The newspaper boy saw me and smiled, he gave me a the newspaper delivery for the day and he told me that it's been almost a year that he does not delivered in this house because of the scattered newspaper that is unread. I sighed, men are kind of slob.

Ibrahim and I spent our morning talking about the wedding yesterday. After breakfast I decided to pack a lunch for him so he would not buy anymore. I insist that we start saving money for the future, he just rolls his eyes.


I spent the day reading, calling my parents and Holly and just relaxing in the bed. I feel nauseous and feel like my head is spinning so I decided not to force myself to work and clean up the house. Ibrahim call and ask how I am and I told her about the dizziness and he said that tomorrow we should go to the hospital to have it checked.


As far I am concerned, I hate hospitals..

"Are you sure you are okay to drive? How are you feeling?" Ibrahim asked me, looking at the road.


"I'm fine, I won't drop dead in front of you, haha!" I joke. He gave me a stern look. "Sorry."


"I'm just a bit nauseous, but I can take care this car don't worry and we would not take the cab, cab fare is way too much," I said to him.


He just nodded. He looked tense. I just keep my mouth shut the whole ride until we reached the hospital.


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In the hospital, they did some series of blood work and some of my urine. The doctor said that he will call after he get the results in the lab so I should expect a call for him in the 2-3 days. 


I asked Ibrahim if we could hang out in the library first before going home. He needs to relax, I could feel that he's worrying about my condition.


"Maybe we should head home and you should rest." Ibrahim said.


"C'mon!It's the library. It's a quiet place and very calming, so I could relax there and I would meet Holly there. I already texted her." I pouted.


He just rolled his eyes and give me the keys, he doesn't know how to drive so he doesn't have a choice but to accept my request.

In the library, Holly was waiting for us. We squealed with delight and some people hushed us to get quiet. We don't care because we haven't seen each other for a couple of months. She has been busy getting out of their house away from his mad parents.


"So you went to the hospital this morning, so what's the doctor diagnosis?" Holly asked.


"They haven't said anything, they just did some blood work and my urine to do some tests. Very creepy!"I exclaimed. She laughed, she knows about me hating hospitals."And that guy there become very creepy too!


Ibrahim looked at me and gave me skeptical look. Holly laughed. "You're dumb!" She told me.


"WHY?"


"He must have been worried you dimwit!"


"Oh!" I looked at my husband and he managed to give me weak smile. "I liked you, Holly" He said to Holly and winked. We laughed and another hushed by the readers that we decided to take our business elsewhere.
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We went to Hogan's Diner for dinner and we met up with Bessie and Victoria Andrews. The two women are teasing it might be that I am pregnant. Then suddenly the fun night turn into a nightmare..


Bessie falls to floor, clutching her chest. Ibrahim tried to carry her out of the diner and Holly was busy shooing the other people away for Bessie to have air and suddenly I saw Bessie's head limped in my husband's arms, out of life. 


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Ibrahim's POV


Bessie's is dying! I need to get to the hospital fast. I was beginning to shout to people to move away so I could go to the back door of Hogan's diner, but before I could reach the front door, Bessie clutched my collar. I looked at her and I could see tears in her eyes.


"Don't worry. I'm gonna get you to hospital and I will call Buster and Xander."


She shook her head. She smiled. "You already done enough, Ibrahim. Just please take care of my son for me. You and Bebe are the only people he is friends with. Take good care of him" 


After saying that, her head falls down and she was lifeless. I checked her pulse but I can't feel anything.She's gone. Bessie's gone, a mother figure to me is gone.


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"Iiiiibraaahiiim! Pleaaaaaaase take caaaaaare of my baby!" A cold voice coming from a white transparent woman that looks like Bessie moaned. 


A hooded figure then laughed at the back with his hollow voice.


I woke up suddenly and almost fell. I looked around. I am in the Clavell's house. I looked up at my phone. There is still no sign of a reply from Xander. Where is he?


"So you're awake."


Buster is holding a cup of coffee and he was giving it to me. I just had a nightmare about her wife. I could see the pain in his eyes. 


"He's not coming back you should know that. That little bastard-." He looked at me apologetic." He's hurt and afraid of what happened.


"I'm gonna find him. I promise." I answered him.


"You've already done enough. You should be with Bebe. She is your wife and family-|


"You're my family too!"


He looked at me and held my hand. Then I suddenly cried and he took me in his arms and hug me. 
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Bebe's POV


After Bessie's death, everything went downhill. Xander is nowhere to be found, he didn't attend his mother's funeral. He was never heard or seen ever since Ibrahim told him that his mom died. Then 3 months after the funeral, Buster followed her beloved Bessie to the next life. Their deaths cause my husband to become miserable, cold and depressed. He felt that his family is gone, but I think he's only thinking for himself, we are family also. Yes, we, me and the baby we are having that he still doesn't know about.


I decided to wear my new clothes, maternity clothes. My husband doesn't even talk to me or stay at the house for long period of time, maybe this can get his attention. He's been very busy with his work, his garden or just sulking, sometimes he goes to some places to search for Xander.


I decided to get ready. My parents are coming over for dinner. I'm sick of being alone in this house and all I can do is phone my parents or Holly who can't do anything because she's out of the country again. I have decided to finally tell them that I'm pregnant.

They finally came and was shocked to see me in my maternity clothes. My mom run to hugged me but Dad seems odd. He keeps looking from left to right but after that he followed mom and pat my head.


"There's a little pixie inside you!" My mom exclaimed. I laughed I know my mom will call her pixie. 

But our little chat was cut off by a shout coming from my Dad. 


"I told you I didn't have them and you have no right to kill her!"


I looked at him he's shouting to an invisible person, again.


"Dad! Who are you talking to?!"


But my shout was drone by his shout.


"Mom?!" I looked at her and she is crying already. 


"He said that he's gonna be okay without the meds, but after you left she's been seeing George again"


George... His invisible friend, my dad is too old for an imaginary friend. George is someone that my Dad can only see, and if he seeing George again that could be very, very dangerous.


I started going towards Dad, I held his arms but he pushed me away and I bumped into the bed. I could feel a stab of pain in my stomach.


"BEBE!!!" Mom shouted. That gave my Dad back to reality. 


My Dad help me to get up. He looked at me and I could see the guilt on his eyes. I stood up and left the room. 

 I decided to left the room and prepared dinner. I was so pissed off with my Dad right now, maybe to myself also. I become so selfish. I just wanted my happiness and I'm tired of taking care of them. Since I was young I had to take care of them because of their condition. My parents have Schizophrenia or in lay man's term "Crazy", "Insane", "Lunatic". 

But seeing my Dad talking to himself again. I realize I could not escape that life so easily. Now I'm really worried and afraid that they might be danger to themselves. I don't have a choice but to tell my husband about their sickness. He knows that they are sick but I didn't elaborate on what kind of sickness they have. Telling him about them is like my betrayal of trust to him, but not taking care of my parents are also a betrayal of being a child to them.

Then what should I do?

I can't sleep that night. My husband left me a message because he is not coming home. 

Morning came I decided to go up because I can't be in the bed when I couldn't get even a wink. I went to the bathroom and I saw my husband there. He looked at me, in shock.

"Are you pregnant?" He suddenly asked.

"Yes." Is all I could I say. 

He could not believe it, I could see guilt written all over his face. I came near him, grabbed his hand and held in it my baby bump."Baby, this is Daddy."

And then he cried, babbling about how tired he is, how Xander can do this to him. I just hugged him.

"There is something that I want you decide about." 

He looked at me. "Whatever you want."

"I want my parents to live with us." I could see the shocked and then awkwardness in his face. "I know they are sick and they are becoming sicker and older every minute. I need to be with them to take care of them. But if you don't want. Just give me a month to be with them. They need me now"

"No! You are pregnant.You will stay here" He looked at me again. "With them."

I know that he made that decision out of guilt for not being a good husband for months. It's not that he hates my parents, he just feels awkward being with them, maybe, only my Dad. He adores my mom, he visits her in the bookstore and he can talk to my Mom even with her weird pixie talk.

The next day my parents move in. We talked about the upcoming baby but my husband stayed on the bathroom and ate his mac & cheese alone there.

I just hope that after the baby is born, everything is normal.

I sure hope so...