Saturday, 10 September 2011

Chapter Eight

After breakfast the next morning, Jo settled down to read, ignoring the mess she was living in
 Suddenly she began to feel sick and had to run to the bathroom to throw up 
At first she thought that she'd just eaten some spoiled food since she still hadn't got round to clearing out the fridge 
 Later that evening though she realised that her last date with Jamieson had had some unintended consequences...

She was pregnant! 
 She decided that she needed to find Jamieson and let him know, she was sure he'd be thrilled to learn they were going to have a baby
 She eventually tracked him down at the local Church

 "Jamieson, I've been looking for you everywhere, we're going to have a baby!"
 "No, you stupid cow, you're going to have a baby, you think I want anything to do with some screaming brat?"
 "You're the father!  We had our fun, now we have to deal with the consequences!  You can't just run away from your responsibilities you know!" 
 "You think I care about that?  You're boring me now, I don't want a kid and I don't want you, it was just a fling, a bit of fun - you surely didn't think I wanted anything lasting? 
"You bastard, is that all it was?  A bit of fun?  You deliberately led me on, and now there are consequences you're just going to ignore them?  You're the most self-centred evil bastard I've ever had the misfortune to meet!
 "How dare you talk to me like that, you're nothing!  Some scummy little underling at the restaurant!  You're completely worthless!"
"I hate you, you bastard!  What the hell was I thinking getting involved with you?  You evil piece of scum!  You'd better hope you never change your mind about wanting to know your kid because I'll never ever let you near my child!" 
 And with that Jo ran away, her emotions in turmoil
Back at home she grabbed some leftovers from the fridge and ate them 
 Before wandering down to the river behind her hut again

Staring out across the water she burst into hysterical tears
 "What am I going to do?  I'm barely earning enough to support myself, how will I support a child too?"
 "How could I have been so wrong about him?  He seemed so loving and charming but I see now he didn't mean any of it, he just wanted a bit of fun and doesn't care who he hurts"
 "I'm so alone, why does everything keep going so wrong for me?  Everyone I love leaves me one way or another...  

I shouldn't even try to love anyone, it'll all just end in tears..."
Eventually she dragged herself back to her house and curled up in bed
Where she cried herself to sleep 


  1. Jo's life is sure a mess!
    I really have to hand it to you for keeping her house in such a mess as a sign of her depression, and for keeping Jo truly miserable all the time with her plumbob in yellow or red.

  2. Geeza Jo... maybe she should consider investing in a maid? (Sorry. Major OCD. The mess is killing me!)

    I hope things get better for her soon. That survivors guilt is a hard thing to go through on your own.

  3. Jo's life makes me sad. That child is going to have a lot to deal with growing up with such a depressed parent.

    I love how Jo's plumbob so accurately represents her mood. I would find it so hard to keep my Sim that depressed, but it really adds to depth to your story. So good job. :)

  4. There are two things that really help with keeping Jo miserable enough for her mood to be yellow or red - the state of her house and the fact that she's got the grumpy trait

  5. Aw! That's so sad! Jamieson is a fantastic villian to play against Jo. I just feel so bad for her though.

  6. Horrible man. Now she is really in a pickle. :(