Chapter 1.11 – Titanic

It was a bright sunny day, only a light breeze in the air demonstrating the season of Spring. I walked through the tall green grass of a small public park on the north side of Sunset Valley. Jeffrey and I had agreed to meet there to hang out and chat. He told me how he use to love that place when he was younger, and he thought it would be nice to go back to that same park. When I got there, I saw Jeffrey had already arrived and he was standing under the shade of a large oak tree. As soon as I got closer to him, he stretched his arms out to me and grabbed me in a strong embrace. I felt his muscular arms wrap around me. He sighed loudly as he lifted me off the floor, still hugging me tightly. I giggled, surprised of his approach. He put me down, and smiling, he asked me, “Hey! It’s been a while huh. How are you?”

I smiled back at him. “I’m doing fine, how ’bout you?”

A large grin showed me his perfect white teeth, “I’m good, I’m good.”

We walked through the small, narrow paths of the park, talking about everything and anything. Going from the weather, to our past, we got to learn more about each other. Jeffrey took a step ahead of me, then stopped me right in my tracks. “Ok, so before we continue I want to tell you something. I’m really happy about this, so I’m hoping you’ll feel the same way.”

He looked at me expectantly as I waited for him to announce his news. He gently took hold of my arms, and joyfully told me, “I just bought a cottage in Mossa Mount.” I looked at him confused, and he elaborated, “Mossa Mount is a small town, right outside Sunset Valley. I tried looking for a place to stay over here, but nothing fell into my needs or my budget. But Mossy Mount is really just outside of town.”

“Wow, Jeffrey that’s really amazing! I’m really happy for you.” Even with my enthusiasm, he still didn’t look convinced.

“Wait, what’s wrong?”

“No, no, nothing’s wrong. I’m just wondering…wondering why you moved there?”

“Well, like I said, I couldn’t find anything here…”

“Yeah I know, but why would you even want to move here in the first place?”

“Well, I just thought it would’ve been a good idea. You know… closer to you and to Patty; closer to my family. I understand if it bothers you and that I’m jumping into things. I don’t want to rush you or anything-”

I cut him off before he had the chance to continue, “No, of course not! I’m actually really happy to hear that. I appreciate it Jeffrey I really do.”

We spoke for at least another hour, and that’s when I mentioned Patricia. I asked him if he would in fact like to come over right now and maybe meet her. He agreed without hesitation, so we both made our way to my house. It was a Sunday afternoon and when we got home, there was silence throughout the house (surprising when there are three children home alone.) Turns out Joshua was in his room, listening to loud music on his earphones and painting. Austin was in his crib napping, but I didn’t run into Patty. I approached her room, Jeffrey following behind me, and I knocked. “Hey Patty, you in there? Can I come in for a sec?” There was no answer. I turned the brass doorknob and stepped inside the room, Jeffrey coming in as well. The room was dark, all the lights were off and in the far corner, I could see Patty laying on her bed. At first I thought she was asleep, but the sharp and repetitive move of her shoulders told me she was awake. She was awake and she was crying.

“Um … Patty are you… are you ok? What’s wrong?”

She turned her body and hid her face deep inside her pillow. I turned towards Jeffrey and with a frown on my face I whispered gently, “I think you’d better go.”

Jeffrey opened his mouth, about to say something, but he held his breath and nodded. Without any other word, he guided himself out the front door, leaving me alone with Patricia.

Once Jeffrey was gone, I heard Patty groan and mumble, “Go away!”

I sighed instead of following her commands, I climbed in bed and lay down next to her. She turned around and sat next to me. “Get out of my room.” Her cheeks were wet with tears and mascara stains, and her eyes were red and watery. She’d been crying for a long time.

“Patty, can you just tell me what’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to talk about it! Anyways since when do you care.” She slouched back down in bed, wiping away the tear stains on her cheeks.

“I’ve always cared and you know that. I just want to know what’s wrong. I won’t get mad and maybe I can help you.”

“You can’t help me. There’s nothing you can do for me.” The crying sobs began again, and more tears slid down Patty’s gentle skin.

I sighed, trying another attempt, “Listen Patty, I know I haven’t always been there for you and I’m sorry, but I can’t take those years back anymore. I’m here for you now, and I’m listening for whatever you need to tell me. You cant ell me anything.”

Patty sighed, and silence filled the room.

I waited patiently but no words were said. Gently, almost a whisper I asked, “Does this have anything to do with your friends? Did you lose your job? Anything to do with Jayden?”

The second I pronounced her boyfriends name, more tears filled her eyes. She tried wiping at them but they kept filling her eyes. I waited till she explained the situation. “Yeah, it is him. He broke up with me. Are you happy now? That’s all you’ve always wanted. You can tell me ‘I told you so’, or that you were right. Can you just get out of my room now?”

“No, no Patty I didn’t necessarily like Jayden, but I know you did. I wouldn’t wish it upon you to break up. But what happen, you guys were so…so happy together?”

Patricia shook her head, “We were, but…things just didn’t work out I guess.”

“What happened?”

She hesitated at first and looked at me, and after a few seconds she started to speak, with a trembling voice. “I was at work, and I was the last one to leave, I was the once closing everything. Jayden came to my work as a surprise, and I was really happy to see him, but I told him I had to close and lock everything up. He didn’t really take me seriously, he was just messing around especially since we were alone. And then he just directed me to the storage room, and we were alone so-”

I cut her off, but spoke gently, “Oh no. Patty don’t tell me you…” I looked at her, upset and crushed.

“No, Ma. I didn’t and that’s the problem. That’s why he broke up with me.” She dug her face into her bare hands and sobbed quietly, her shoulders moving up and down.

I sighed, unsure of what to do or what to say. I got off the bed and stood next to her. “Your going to meet a lot of guys like that, but they’re not worth it. Trust me, I’ve had my experiences.” Patty looked up at me, giving a shy smile. She got up from the bed, and for the first time in years she hugged me. The last time we hugged was probably 10 years ago, if not more. I hugged her back, smiling self-consciously. “Thank Ma,” she whispered in my ear.

* * *

* * *

I was in my bedroom, cleaning up and making my bed, when I heard a loud, rough knocking at the door. I was alerted and started making my way to the door, but before I could make it, I heard my mother running through the kitchen yelling, “Faith!? Faith are you here? Faith!” I walked across my bedroom, and found my mother, now old and frail, trying to find me.

“Ma, what’s wrong? Why are you yelling?”

Out of breath, my mother tried to explain but no words escaped her mouth. Instead I heard a loud, grumpy voice screaming, “Where the hell are you dammit!”

I looked passed my mother, and coming through the front door was someone I knew very well. A large frame, with a scruffy beard came rampaging into the entrance. It was my father.


I walked across the kitchen and the second he saw me, he went nuts. “So there you are you selfish little scumbag!” His voice was rough, and there was a heavy odor of alcohol on his breath.

“Pa, your drunk! Get out of here. How did you know I was here anyway !”

I heard my mother in the background, yelling back at me, “I had no choice to tell him Faith! He was onto me, he threatened me and beat me! I had to tell him, I’m so sorry! I didn’t want-” The sound of her voice carried out of my head. I was furious with my father’s presence here.

“So you just run off huh! After every damn thing I did for you, you just leave! You should go to hell for leaving your family like that!” His face turned red as he spoke, and a large purple vain made its’ appearance through his stumpy neck.

“What the hell did you ever do for me? All you did was sit around, drink and make a mess! You use to beat me and Ma up! You never had a heart you lazy couch-potato!”

Because of all the loud noise and commotion, I suddenly heard a loud high-pitched cry. I realized Austin had been in his crib and because of all the chaos we probably woke him up. The sound of his yelling broke my heart and was worsening the situation.

My father, John, looked pass my shoulder, aware of the loud screaming. “What the-? You have a baby!? Since when do you have a baby!? You piece of dirt! Where the flock is the father eh!? Where is he goddamnit!”

I shook my head, getting reminded of my past life where I still lived with my parents. This is what my life use to be, every day and every night. Screaming, swearing, lies and betrayal, arguments and fights. This is what I worked so hard to run away from.

I hadn’t even realized but Joshua and Patricia were in the far-end of the room, afraid and confused. They had no idea who this unpleasant intruder was. He had barged into our home and started yelling at their mother; I can’t blame them for being scared. I started yelling back at my own father, “You have no idea how’s my life like! You’ve treated me like trash ever since I was born! You can’t blame me for running away and wanting a fresh start! Besides who would ever want to stay with some drunk-ass, low-life like you!” It was at that moment my own father gave me a rough push to the chest. As a reflex I put my hands up protecting myself, but no way was he bringing me down.

“Oh so this is my fault now!? I gave you a home and food that’s all you ever needed! But NO! Your were always a stupid, spoiled brat! Never happy! Always crying and blaming everyone else for your own problems!”

I realized that as he said that, it was true. I always did blame others for what was going on in my life. The way I felt, the way I acted, the school I failed, and the wrong friends I had; I never considered it my fault.He continued, yelling louder than before, “And now you just run off! Because of you the house went into repo! We’re living in a mobile home now! And here you are in the nice house of yours living happily ever after, forgetting about your very own parents! Your family goddamnit!”

“How is it my fault about your problems! If you ever got off that stinking ass of yours and helped mom out with the finances then maybe you wouldn’t be living in a dump! I had to work so hard to get to this point and I’m not letting you sink me down like some type of Titanic!”

I could hear Mom sitting on the sofa, weeping like a quiet child. I got angrier by the minute.

Even as an adult my dad was capable of ruining my life in just a few seconds. I wanted to make things clear. Adrenaline filled my body, my next actions were as if I couldn’t control them. My mind was racing, my heart pumping, and so I told him, with a stern voice and deadly look in my eye, “I considered you dead the second I ran away.”

The second those words left my lips, I saw a large, rough hand raise up. In the next instant I felt a sharp, stinging PANG on my left cheek.

My head swung towards the right. All I heard was a quiet, high-pitched squeak and realized it had come from in back of me. It was Joshua who was scared and shocked by the fighting and arguing.I took a quick glance in back of me and saw terror in the eyes of my children. Austin’s cries had become a constant ringing in my head. His yells were distant, yet so loud. As for Patricia and Joshua, they remained quiet but there terrified shaking bodies told me they were just as afraid.

I put my hand onto my red cheek, and fought back the tears. As I stood there in front of my father, images of my past life flashed through my mind. As a toddler, when I sat helpless in the corner as my mother would get beaten up. As a child when I’d cry all night and get yelled at by my parents. As a teen, where I hated home, made bad friends, and took the wrong choices. And then finally when I decided it was enough that I had to run away. I was living a new life, and I had given myself a new identity and I didn’t want things to go back to those dreadful days. The tears had left my eyes, and with a determined and stern look, I said coldly, “Get out of my house. I never want to see you again. If you refuse to leave, I’ll call the cops on you. You’ve been drinking and driving and I’ll be more than happy to assist putting you in jail.”

He looked at me, evil and fire in his eyes. He stomped towards the front door, no words being said. He swung his arm towards the corner of the room and smashed the tall lamp. With the same hand, he gripped the night table and flipped it over. He was breathing loudly, and if it was possible for smoke to fume out of his ears, I think it would’ve. After punching the wall with a hard solid hit, he finally made his exit out the front door, closing it with a loud BAM that shook the whole house.

We never really had that father-daughter relationship after all.

 

 

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About auburn101
I've ran away at the age of 18. I've come a long way, but now I've arrived in a small town known as Sunset Valley. Ahead of me, awaits a long journey. A legacy is what I am starting. A legacy of my own, that I will built from the ground up.

21 Responses to Chapter 1.11 – Titanic

  1. Liza says:

    First Comment! Great chapter.

  2. Woah. Intense. Stupid old trudge

  3. marissa3 says:

    Oh no! Her father’s really not a nice man, and slapping her in front of the kids, how could he do something like that?
    I’m glad to see Faith and Patty are patching up their relationship, guy’s like Jayden don’t deserve Patty’s time, I’m glad she turned him down and something more serious didn’t happen when she didn’t want it too.
    I’m glad Jeffrey’s being good to her also, even going so far as to buy a place nearby!
    Great chapter πŸ™‚

    • auburn101 says:

      Yeah, Faith’s father was always that type of man, and that was one of the reasons as to way Faith ran away in the first place! I think the relationship Patty and her mom have are just a good and realistic example of every day life and so i wanted to portray that! !:) Glad you’re liking Jeffrey as well. Thanks so much for the kinds words, I appreciate it!

  4. Chellekaz says:

    Oh my! Getting to meet her father gives a pretty good sense of why Faith is the way she is with men; trying so hard to be loved by the wrong ones.
    Hopefully now he’s out of her life for good and she can move on with her relationships with her mom, her kids and Jeffrey.

    Wonderful chapter

    • auburn101 says:

      Your definitely right about that ! I had never thought of it that way, but now that you mention it, it’s very true. Many relationships are like the in real life. Once you get hurt once, it’s hard to forgive the next time! Thanks for the comment!

  5. Izzi456 says:

    WOH. Intense stuff there….
    I hope Jeffery and her get together. That’d be so cool πŸ™‚ and sweet ❀
    New chapter out on my blog!! πŸ™‚

    • auburn101 says:

      Hey Izzi! Thanks for reading and commenting! I tried clicking on your name to get linked to your site but for some reason it;s not working? Can you give me a clear link as a comment to your most recent chapter? I’ll be more than happy to read and comment on it! Thanks..

  6. spongeb0ber says:

    Damn that man! He’s so evil! He had no right to just come in her life like that and stir the pot. Faith’s mom needs to get the hell away from him, that’s for sure! Those poor kids were scared out of their minds, by this giant oaf. I think Faith did the right thing in telling him off. HE deserved it. Talking about Faith blaiming her problems on others, what about HIM!? His daughter didn’t cause his bills to go bad, he did! Gosh! lol

    Oh, and I was happy to see Jeff :3 He’s such a sweetie<3 And YES! Patty is broken up with him! Good girl!!! Stay away! Cry and get over that jerk. Someone better is waiting πŸ™‚

    • auburn101 says:

      Love your view on things!(: The kids were definitely scared when Faith’s dad was wrecking the place! Glad your liking Jeff hehe. Thanks for reading and commenting, I appreciate it!

  7. Emy says:

    Awww, I’m sad that Jeffrey didn’t get to meet his daughter. But wow! Good on Faith for standing up to her father like that! ❀

  8. Jedidiah says:

    “never had a father-daughter relationship” is an understatement! John is so nasty! Of course, he made sure she had all the necessities to live… but giving someone a roof over one’s head, and food on the table doesn’t make a home. Clearly, John failed to give his wife or daughter a warm SAFE environment. Now he sees how Faith has done well for herself and he gets upset? Oh puhleaze! Clearly he just wants money out of her. Way to go, Faith, to make a clear statement! I hope Jeff will be there for her and step in and be the man she needs by her side.

    Great chapter!

    • auburn101 says:

      You’ve got strong words Jedidiah! πŸ˜‰ I’m also very proud of Faith for standing her ground, and seems like you and her feel the same way about John! As for Jeffrey, many people seem to like him, but who knows if Faith likes him the same way? ^^ Thanks for commenting, I really appreciate having your point of view and opinion on things!

  9. Tabby :) says:

    Hello! Remember me? I haven’t been on here for awhile…
    I’m thinking about starting a new story with Sims..not sure if it’s going to be a legacy, or not..
    I’m going to have to get caught up to this story, it’s good to see you’re still writing. : )
    I hope you’ll take a look at my new story, when I start writing it.. if you have time.
    Well, I just wanted to say hello and that I haven’t forgotten about your legacy. : )

    • auburn101 says:

      Thanks so much for commenting, i really appreciate it! Whatever you decide to start, please let me know because i’ll definitely be reading! Sorry for not updating such a long time, I’ve been so caught up in my own life I haven’t had the time to pla but don’t worry it’s not the end of the Auburns!

  10. xtremesims says:

    Wow Faiths father is a jerk. I can’t believe her mother led him to Faiths home like that. I am glad that Faith and Patty are mending there relationship.

  11. I loved the chapter! I cant believe he found her! Maybe now that her daughter sees that kind of violence from a man, she wont want Jayden anymore! πŸ™‚

  12. zoxell says:

    …just …wow.

  13. auburn101 says:

    Thank you all for commenting, really appreciate it!!

  14. dustydreamer says:

    Holy hell..I cant believe he found her! What a terrifying nightmare her childhood must have been! And for her kids to see that….I hope he never comes back…he is terrifying as a father!

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