Miracle’s and Star

Yesterday’s Vampire’ was a success and before I knew it three other films had asked for me.

I picked my favourite script, where I would star as the heroine in a crazy zombie infected world and get to kick lots of butt! I received a personal trainer for the production of this film his name was Apple Crisp and his job was to get me in the best shape of my life for all the action shots.

 We did a lot of work together. A lot. And the results were good, I was in the best shape of my life and with the money rolling in from YV I moved on up the property ladder. My PR team agreed that I couldn’t live in my box of an apartment anymore when I had so much more interest so I moved into a high rise in the third most popular block in Bridgeport. I love the veiws that it has. I can see the whole sity in all it’s glorious shining lights from here.

It wasn’t long however after the release of Zombie attack and then it’s sequel which I also played the lead in before I wanted to be in the best building. A quick call to my team and I was moving again, saying goodbye to my gorgeous veiws but hello to a much bigger apartment in a much better block.

That’s when I took the lead in my first romantic comedy. A little picture about a woman who falls pregnant and doesn’t know who the ftaher of the baby is so she spends time with all possibilities and falls in love with them all.

Wearing the heavy, hot maternity suit all day I dind’t really notice the differences in my body to begin with.

As the movie was released I realised I’d gained weight then the truth struck me.I was the character I’d been playing. Here I was pregnant with no clue as to the babies paternity.

Well I didn’t want a baby, I booked myself in for an abortion and headed straight to the hospital.

But laying there on that bed, the ka thump sounds of my babies heartveat filled my head.

And I made a desicion. I was going to have this baby.

My team helped me find a bigger place just outside the city, known for fabulous security and I turned down a lot of work.

I oncentrated instead on nuturing the life inside me.

I decorated a nursery.

and I looked after Lyra. Who had a birthday and grew into a beautiful cat.

I looked after her and I looked after myself. Following the doctors advice to the letter about what I could and couldn’t do. I didn’t work my whole pregnancy but I did talk to a director who lined up a mini series for after the birth.

I concentrated instead on the beautiful instrument in my lounge and I learnt to play the paino, even when I could barely fit behind it any more!

The the day arrived.

The press camped out at the hospital for a whole week desperate for a look at my baby. I named her Star, certain that one day she would be one.

I worked on the mini series which made it clear that illegitimate child or not I’m still as popular as ever and I even worked on my own script, trying my hand at writing something for a change. Maybe then I won’t need to fall in love with vampires or fight zombies!

And off course I watched my baby grow.

I watched her develop every day, no questions left about her father. A one night stand with a man I despised had given me my most prized daughter.

what’s a happy ending?

Happy endings do not happen in real life.

They excist only in boooks and films and if this is as close to a happy ending that I am going to get then so be it. I’ll be an actress, the best the city has ever seen. I learnt from a master, my mother spent her life pretending not to be in love with my other mother. Confused?

I’ll try to explain.

My mother Midnight met and fell in love as a teenager, the object of her affections was my other mother Pip. Something went wrong and mother P got shot. She ended up in coma and then had amnesia. Mum M bought her home and they lived together and although mumP never got her memory back they fell in love again and the result of that love was myself and my siblings. If that had been the end of it then it would have been a happy ending but I’ve learnt they dont excist for my family. Mum P decided she had to go visit the person who had shot her, something happened and she ended back up in a coma. When she eventually woke up, nothing! Amnesia again but on a much larger scale, the doctors feared a much more permanent scale. Mum M has spent her life trying to rebuild what they had. Rgiht now both my mum’s live together in a little cabin in Hidden springs. I think they love each other but I know it’s been hard for them.

It was hard for us kids. Mum P was never mean or anything but she didn’t know us and it made it hard for her to love us.

Anyway we’re all doing well. My aunt and uncle, Pickle and Pudding lived with us my whole live, they joined the army and were voth eventually claimed by Nasa and the space program. Right now they are both circling the planet somewhere in a little metal can collecting samples from various moons. My twin sister Clementine was the only one of us born with mumM’s lovely blue skin, she works as a model, maybe you’ve seen her face on a billboard, more likely you’ve noticed that she only ever wears underwear in her shots. My brother Orange is a writer, he keeps himself shut away in Riverveiw leading what he calls a simple life were he grows his own food, owns his own goat for milking and does nothing but tap away on his computer all day. And the youngest of us all, my sister Seville. She’s a hairdresser. mumM says she inherited her hair from granny Cress, who in turn inherited it from her granny, it’s wild, blues and greens, it’s very striking.

Not like my own orange curls. I look a lot like mumP, I don’t mind but sometimes I wish I had a more interesting blend of my parents like Seville does, or at least that pretty blue skin.. I might stand out more then and not have to start in a silly comercial instead of a real movie.

I moved into a tiny little apartment, everything in one room. I made the mistake once of cooking fish and it got into the bed linen, the smell.. It was awfull and I couldn’t shift it for a whole week!

Eventually movies came and after a few side parts I finally got my chance to play a lead in a stupid vampire movie. You know the oes, the heroine falls in love with the weird kid and it turns out he’s a vampire intent on sucking the life out of her but he’s too kind and good and goes all gooey and lovey for her? But it’s a start.

I went out with my leading man, the man who would play a vampire aptly named White Snow. He’s a bit of a pain to be honest, he thinks I shoud just fall at his feet and worship him. Well I don’t think so, he’s done less acting work than I have. I’m going to be the star of this film.

And I live the lifestyle. The parties, the events.

A fan even sent me a kitten!

Weird I know but she is just the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen and so after a visit to the vets I decided to kepp my little kitty Lyra.

A familiar pattern

We got it!

And immediately set to work renovating it.

And finally it was ready and we could move in.

Everything was bliss, total pure harmony.

Until the day that Pip told me she was going to visit her mum in prison. She hoped it would help with her memories. Well I couldn’t stand it , the thought of my love being any where near that woman!

But I could see how much it meant to Pip so I supported her when she said she was going. I kissed her goodbye and told her to ring me as soon as she was out, we’d have lunch or something to celbrate her memory coming back!

I should have known that life wouldn’t have worked out that way.

I went into labour only an hour after Pip left. I headed to the hospital while Indigo came to babysit for me. Despite leaving messages for Pip she never made it to the hospital. I gave birth to two gorgeous little girls, one an image of me the other the image of Pip. I named them Satsuma and Clementine. Names Pip and I had agreed we both liked.

Then the doctors hit me with the news.

Pip was in the hospital. Pip was in a coma, again. Her brain couldn’t cope with the horror of her past and it shut down.

I rushed as quickly as I could through wards to her side. The doctors asked for permission to perform a ceasarian. Her body couldn’t cope with being pregnant aswell as in the coma and the doctors were worried. I was there when the babies were delivered. i held two tiny orange skinned babies close to me, a boy and a girl and I whispered promises of two healthy happy mothers to them. Theses babies I named Seville and Orange.

And a pattern began again, one I was used to and didn’t like.

I spent my days caring for the babies.

And for my siblings.

The evenings I spent with Pip in the hospital, hoping and praying that she’d wake up.

A Whole new World

Our relationship progressed quickly and I’m sorry but I just don’t have the words to tell you how much I love her. It’s enougth for me that I love her more with each passing day.

After a bout a year we decided to try for a baby of our own. The hospital were Pip has her tests was very helpful and told us all the different methods we could try.

Donor sperm was mixed with eggs from both of us and we both had five embryo’s inserted. The likelihood of even one actually taking and becoming a baby was so slim but we were hopefull, especially when I started to get sick.

 Three months later everything was confirmed. Not only was I pregnant and with twins, so was Pip! We were going to add four children to our family!

We decided to wait and suprise our families with the news at Pudding and Pickle’s birthday party. I couldn’t convince my mum to come but Cranberry came although he didn’t stay long and he wasn’t really interested in his children. But lot’s of people came and lots of news was shared. We weren’t the only pregnant people there Indigo and granny Cait were both pregnant aswell!

The party went well, and I was very proud of my two little siblings, of how well they were growing.

As our pregnancies progressed I found a lot of help from the teenage sister of my brother in law. She came over twice a week just so Pip and I could have a little break, a chance to sit down and unwind. And a chance to look at the endless list of new apartments. It’s hard enougth having two small children here in this one bedroomed apartment with Pip and I, the thoght of bringing four more babies here…

We need to move.

We found one we liked and I was the lucky person who got to phone the estate agents to make our bid.

I hope we get it!

All Good Things…

The problem was…

Well..

It’s hard to explain.

Indigo drove me straight there and I rushed through the wards searching for Pip’s room. I’d forgotten that I’d had so much more of a life since that night. I expected to crash through the door and to have Pip throw herself into my arms and everything would be OK. We’d be together and in love and the world would be shiny and bright.

I pushed open the door and rushed in, my heart skipping beats as I looked at my beloved Pip sitting upright and awake in her ugly hospital gown. Colour finally touching her cheeks and a little sparkle returning to her eyes.

Then she looked at me and my world crashed.

Dr Yodel, her new doctor ushered me from the room, explaining in the hallway the consequences none of us had been prepared for. We knew that Pip’s brain had suffered and we had all been dreading words like paralysis, not once had I contemplated amnesia.

So yes Pip was awake, but she didn’t know me. She didn’t know what had happened and no one was sure just what to tell her. It’s hard to even think about telling someone you love that their own mother tried to kill them in a ploy to keep their stepfather a prisoner.

The doctor suggested that I get a place close by, that I come over every day and see Pip. They told me that it was possible her mind would come back on it’s own. It was also possible that it would never return.

I found a grotty cheap little apartment in the basement of a tower block nearby and in between visits to Pip I set about renovating it with the little money I had.

Every day with Pip was a blessing and I didn’t even care that she couldn’t remember me. It hurt, off course that I couldn’t just reach out and touch her, the few times I’d forgotten she’d flinched away from me but slowly she was becoming accustomed to seeing me so regular. We were becoming friends. And so on the day that Pip had had enougth, demanded to be allowed to leave the hospital I suggested she come home with me. The doctors hesitantly agreed. Pip has to come back to the hospital for tests and counciliing three times a week and we have a whole bunch of things to look out for but she’s coming home.

I wander if it would have helped if it had been the home that she had lived in but Cranberry sold that a long time agao, and mum and Cranberry were currently in Sugar Valley with the boys, enjoying a long vacation where mum had lived before she met Cranberry or dad.

So Pip and I returned to my apartment. I gave up the bedroom and settled myself into the couch in the front room, although most nights we’d stay up alking. Pip wanted to know everything about herself, about me, about the life we’d shared and the life we’d planned. Eventually I even told her about what had happened that night.

And she was so delighted when I bought her an easel. Even more delighted when she found that she was actually good at painting. We spent many days working side by side. Enjoying each other’s company.

I was very much in danger of falling even more in love with her every day, and it did hurt that she didn’t return my feelings but I couldn’t stop, couldn’t change anything.

She was so pleased and proud of that first painting and when I suggested she hang it, well when I went out and bought a frame and hung it on the wall in the kitchen where everyone could see it.. She was very proud and it meant I could look at it every day and see what her hands had accomplished.

Our next.. umm.. Well.. It’s hard to explain what happened next. I got a phone call from my mum, she was sobbing and mking no sense but did give me an address of an apartment block over the other side of the city.

When I got there I didn’t see her leaving, even if I know now that she had waited for me to arrive before she left. What I found was two tiny wrapped bundles and a note.

Cranberry had left her just days before their children were born. She wasn’t ready to be a single mum, she couldn’t cope and so she had left her children. The note said that if i didn’t want them then i was to put them in care.

I quickly phoned Pip, any desicion I made she had to be part of.

And so I bought Pickle and Pudding home.

And for the next month we barely left that room except to dispose of nappies and make more formula milk.

But it made us closer, and it made Pip realise something. Even if she couldn’t remember our past together, she could imagine a future and she wanted it. It seems that memory of no memory, Pip loves me too!

Hello?

Living alone was nothing like I expected it to be. I had thought of being out as late as I wanted, never being told to clean up my mess, not having to answer to anyone.
What I’d forgotten about was how lonely it would be.
I hadn’t thought about the fact that I didn’t want to live in amess so I would have to pick up after myself, there was no one there to do t for me. I would have to learnt o cook better, cragrilled and burnt are entirely different things. so far I’m managing burnt. And I’d forgot just how hard it would be, returning from the hospital alone, no one there to lift my spirits.

I took up sculpting as both a way to make some money, that’s the other bad point in living alone, no one to pay the bills. But it was also a good way to meet people, all those rich folks who wanted specific things sculpted.

And Indigo comes over as often as she can.

I love that her school is so near, that we can spend some time together. I forget how much I miss her. Then I see her again and it’s like we’ve never been apart. She stays over sometimes and I’m hoping that she’ll move in once she’s finished her exams.

It also meant that when mum and Cranberry came to town to celebrate our birthdays we were able to throw a huge party out at the park.

Off course I wish that Pip was here with me but nevertheless I had a good day.

Mum announced her suspicions that she may be pregnant. And dad announced a new relationship. I was excited for both of them!

And to complete everything the following night we all returned to the park for an entirely different reason. Indigo is getting married!!!!

The following few weeks passed in a blur of getting used to not having to go to school. It means I can spend more time working and more time with Pip.

Then the unthinkable happened. I received  the phonecall.

They had transferred Pip to a hospital in Bridgeport. She was awake!

Luckily for me my sister was at home and more than willing to drive me three hours out there!

I could barely contain myself, Pip was awake. All my prayers had finally been answered.

It wasn’t supposed to end like this.

The spy/kidnapper part had originally been written for Parker Rain (Who is mentioned in an earlier post when Cranberry takes his first job) However he will not load into my game. He appears on my launcher, I install, it says he’s in but once I get in game he’s nowhere to be found. In the end it was gone 1am and I gave up trying, I found the ‘agent’ that I used in the CAS bin under adult. I just coloured him differently.

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My family arrived first, getting out of their car carefully and approaching the shack. I was shocked to see my grandparents, especially granny Cait who was very heavily pregnant.

I was able to let them know I was all right as they rushed around me then the sounds of another car pulling up alerted us to more people arriving. I watched as Pip and her paretns got out the car and walked up, I noticed her mothers tight grip on her father and suddenly it all fell into place, I knew what Alexandrei had told me was true.

Quickly, quicker than I could have imagined Alexandrei had most of my family hidden behind the table and sofa, he stood out of sight and my mother and I stood in the centre of the room. I hoped he was right, that this would work otherwise we were all going to be in trouble.

The door opened slowly and then they were in. I heard my mothers gasp and felt rather than saw her collapse beside me, I watched as Cranberry stopped, confused, his hands clutching his head and I watched as Darth orange wrapped an arm around my Pip’s neck, a gun pointed at her and us.

Everything had happened in seconds, Granny Emma was there on the floor beside my mum, holding her gently and whispering to her, I couldn’t make out the words. I could hear Granny Cait crying as she looked at a son she thought was dead but I couldn’t focus on anything apart from Pip, her eyes big and wide with fear.

I couldn’t take my eyes from her as anger began to flood my body, my hands tightening as I tried desperately to think of what I could do.

“Get up, Cranberry.” Orange’s voice hissed out as she kicked at Cranberry with her toe, “Get up, we’re leaving.”

Cranberry heaved himself up, tears running down his cheeks as he took in the situation around him, Parker was right, he remembered. It was obvious that he remembered as he placed himself closer to me and away from her.

She hissed and tightened her hand on her daughters neck, “I’ll kill her.”

My heart stopped beating at Pip’s cry. I barely watched as Parker slunk further into the room, his own gun pointed at Darth Orange.

I don’t know who shot first or what happened but suddenly I was knocked to the floor and there was screams and shouts all around the room as all hell broke loose and gunshots filled the air, bullets whizzing by every direction.

I crawled across the floor, my eyes fixed only on one thing, that and the crimson puddle blossoming beneath her.

Alexandrei leant against the wall, his chest heaving in his attempts to breath and stem the blood that was bubbling from a wound in his chest. She was dead. I barely noticed this though as I clutched Pip to me, her body trembling, blood everywhere.

Then her eyes closed and a gasp passed her lips.

No, she couldn’t be dead.

It was her father who lifted her, carried her into the street, screaming for an ambulance as I followed meekly bhind, not wanting to be anywhere that Pip wasn’t.

I didn’t leave her side at the hospital, wherever she went, I went to.

I was in the room waiting, my mum at my side when Cranberry came in. He didn’t look at us as he asked us to be blood typed. Pip needed a transfusion and Cranberry wasn’t a match. In fact he was so much not a match that they had ran a DNA test, Pip wasn’t his daughter. They were testing the boys aswell.

It was much later that I learnt everything.

Mum and dad had split up. They were both alright about it, dad finally learnt the truth about mum’s feelings. He wasn’t cross, he hoped they’d be happy.

Cranberry moved back into our house bringing his three sons with him. The DNA results proved that Seed, Pickle and Radish were all his sons. While Pip wasn’t his biologically he still considered himself her father.

Someone came over every day to the hospital so that I could get something to eat and have a shower. But I stayed here, I slept here and I waited and waited for Pip to wake up.

The doctors explained that they couldn’t be sure if there was any damage done to her brain until she woke up. In the meantime I help the nurses to bathe her and to manipulate her limbs, if you’re still to long you get muscle wastage and I don’t want Pip to wake up to that.

Cranberry and my mother were slowly becoming more intimate with one another, it was hard for them to pick up where they left off but you only had to see them together to know they were in love.

And nine months after the ‘incident’ the hospital decided to transfer Pip. There was a school in Sunset valley that I could attend and mum agreed it would be OK for me to go. She found me a nice apartment and the date was set to move.

They all came with me to settle me in and I had the chance to get to know the boys a little better. Which was nice, they’re practically family now. I’ll meet with Indigo tommorrow, she is going to move in and commute to school from the apartment.

And so I have a routine. School, homework, housework and Pip. I just hope that the new hospital will succeed in waking Pip up.