Thursday, December 19, 2013

Bentley 2nd Generation: Part 1




My name is Sydnee Bentley. I am second generation of my mom Kassie's legacy. I didn't ask for this. I didn't really want to be part of the founding of our history...I'm an explorer and scientist at heart. My lifetime wish is to become a Creature-robot crossbreeder. (Sound even remotely family oriented?) But I guess every story starts somewhere and this one is mine.

This is me on moving day, when I moved into my modern little house. This is my dog Brylee. She is definitely woman's best friend. She guards the home when I put in long hours at the lab, and makes me  feel all around safer living on my own.

This is my horse Elkana. She is awesome company on long rides and when I get bored I take her to competitions. My pets aren't my life but they keep me on my toes.

That evening, my half brother Zane invited me to a party at his and his wife, Irena's house. Normal I would say no, but frankly my twin nieces are too darn cute not to go see once in awhile so I figured I would evade any single guys by spending time with them.

For the most part my plan worked, the first hour or so I was busy with the girls feeding, changing, and playing. Then Zane called me into the other room and I knew my evasive manuevers weren't working.

Zane, always the bluntest of my brother's asked, "So when are you going to introduce us to the boyfriend?" I held up my hands in exasperation. "There is no boyfriend!" Zane, although he could see I was mad couldn't help asking out of curiousity. "Seriously? Sydnee, you are the legacy holder and with that comes..." I cut him off, "I get it! No lecture please! There's mom, I'm going to go say hi." And with that I turned and walked off.

My mom, Kassie was dancing close by and I knew she heard most the conversation. Her lifetime want had been to raise five of us and she did. She is very family oriented, like Zane. I wonder if she wishes she had picked him to carry the legacy. "You hear all that?" I asked. She smiled timidly, "Well, another grandbaby would be nice.." I turned on my heels and walked off. I knew I shouldn't be mad at her, but I couldn't help feeling annoyed. I had never been good with relationships and I felt alot of pressure from my family to tie the knot and settle down.

 I went downstairs to find Irena. Zane lucked out in the wife department. Irena was the sweetest, kindest, and wisest sim I had met in my life. And her timing was uncanny. "Let me guess, Zane and your mom pressuring you about getting married?" I sighed. "Pretty much." Irena smiled, "Don't sweat it. Life is too short to worry." She squeezed my hand. "And when you do meet Mr. Right, don't rush. Love takes time." She blushed. "And honestly me and Zane are the exception not the rule. And we aren't perfect either." She winked, "Despite what he may say." I laughed. Remarkably she made me feel better.

A few weeks later, I decided to go to China. I spent most of my time fishing, exploring caves, and gathering cool relics to take home. It was alot of fun and I met alot of interesting people.

One of those sims, was a local named Zhang Hua. He was staying at the basecamp I was. On a whim one night, we were together. I usually don't let myself get caught in the moment like that, but frankly I was going home and I doubted I would see him again.

And that's how I ended up a single pregnant sim. Honestly, I didn't expected it to turn out this way, but I already love my baby and can't imagine it any differently.

My mom was thrilled to find out I was expecting, and couldn't stop talking about it constantly. My brothers, especially Zane, weren't thrilled that I didn't have a husband, but what could they say? Its my life and I am making the most of it.

The last few days of my pregnancy I couldn't help thinking about Zhang Hua. Would I ever go back and tell him? Could I go back and tell him? I barely knew the sim, there was the whole language barrier, and was he someone worth having in baby's life?

I gave birth to a healthy baby boy! I was thrilled. I decided to name him Han, in honor of his Chinese culture. Han means brave and I felt it a fitting title. Han Bentley, third generation, legacy holder like his mother.

I don't know what the future holds, but I do know this, Han is going to have a mother (me) that tries her best to provide him with what he needs to be a successful sim in life. And perhaps, someday, we both will go back to China.

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