Residents: Davina Derico, Sade Derico, Alice Proudmoore
Sade: Hey there, Sade Derico here. I know, surprising to hear from me, isn’t it? I’m normally the quiet one who doesn’t really bother anyone. I like to stay behind the scenes. I guess I’m a little shy, though Davina would argue that I’m a LOT shy. I can’t help it. Not everyone can be as outgoing as her.
If you haven’t already heard… me, Davina, and Alice got a place together. Its all thanks to Alice’s dad, Daelin. He lent us 20k to buy it. Its small, but nice. It suits our needs well.
Too bad our arrival was followed by bad news. We heard about Julie’s death… which would figure. She was taking the easy way out so she could avoid confrontation. We all caught her cheating. It just proves she was no good to begin with. Its too bad her children will have to suffer because of their mother’s stupid mistakes. Poor Brice, he’s a single father of twins.
Which just makes things all the more confusing. If you don’t remember, at the last minute, Alice and Damian started up a little romance in college. While Damian still has a few years to go… they seem to be an ‘item’. Which doesn’t explain why Alice was quick to comfort Brice. I don’t blame Damian for keeping a close eye on her. Alice is a nice girl, but she’s clearly very confused!
Which worries me. We all got jobs, but Alice was the only one who wouldn’t tell us what her’s was. Whatever it is, she works weird hours. I try to follow her with my eyes when she leaves, but I’m not superman. I can’t see that far. I assume the worst and think she’s lying; maybe she’s going to Brice’s. But that wouldn’t be Alice… I mean, she’d at least have the decency to dump Damian before starting up something with Brice.
Plus, she wouldn’t be that stupid, right? I mean… even if Brice did make a move on her… it’d be purely rebound. I mean, so soon after Julie’s death and all. Its going to take him awhile to recover. Plus, poor Damian…
One day, Davina had one of her many lovers over. The professors didn’t give her high scores anymore, but she still continued to see them. I have no idea what she saw in the perverted old men, but she really seemed to like dating them.
It shouldn’t have been such a surprise, then, when I saw her dating the guy I’d shared my first kiss with. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like him like that… but it was the principle of the matter. He was a creep. He used me. You’d think Davina would have the forsight to see that dating him was a bad idea. Guess not.
That event brought back a lot of memories. I realized that I really wasn’t happy at all. I’ve always been quiet about my feelings. I felt it was best to just lock them away. Unfortunately, that means that when the flood gates crumble down… so do all the pent up emotions. I found myself breaking down.
I’m not proud to admit it, but I couldn’t handle it and I wasn’t about to ask my sister or Alice for help. Alice had her own problems to deal with and I was still upset with Davina. So I turned to my only other friend, the bottle. I was never a big drinker until that moment. I found some creepy night club and just drank away my cares.
That’s when I remembered why I was never a really big drinker. I just couldn’t handle it well. I had no self-control. I’d get blitzed out of my mind.
It was in one of my many drunken hazes that I saw him. I didn’t know his name, I just knew that when he walked into the room, my eyes were instinctively drawn to follow him. There was something so very mysterious about him that even in my stupor, I felt a strange sensation.
Regardless, I knew one thing. I had to meet this guy. I had to make him notice me.
So I went clothes shopping and changed my look. I was due for it, anyway. I was tired of looking into the mirror and wanting to cry. I really was a mirror replica of our dearly departed mother. I miss her still. So it was good for me to shed that image. I wasn’t going to be quiet little Sade anymore.
I was going to break out of my shell, once and for all. I was sick of being stuck in such a rut.
My drastic change worked. I had to wait a long time, and by the time he arrived, I could barely remember my own name… but it worked. I was sitting down on one of the many chairs and then suddenly, I felt a presence beside me. I hadn’t even noticed him until then. It was creepy.
He started talking, looking straight ahead all the while. It was strange, but intriguing. Besides, I was too drunk to care. I guess we had a good conversation, because he told me his name; Steve Collins. A far too ordinary name for such an… extraordinary person.
I found myself sneaking out every night as soon as it got dark. I wasn’t quite sure why Steve never seemed to be around during the daytime, but never bothered to question it. Why was I sneaking out? Because I couldn’t tell Davina or Alice what was happening to me. As soon as they saw my new look, they freaked out. They said I was having a nervous breakdown and needed to seek help! The nerve, really.
Besides… this is my adventure. Its about time I had a little fun in life. I lost a lot in my youth, taking care of others. Now I had to turn the attention towards myself.
They wouldn’t notice I was missing. Alice and Damian were in their own little world. I have to give my little brother credit, he did his best to keep Brice out of the picture and Alice busy. I wondered how he was getting to classes in time, he always seemed to be at our house. Sure I didn’t see him much, I slept a lot during the day to support my nocturnal lifestyle, but I caught glances now and again.
I know I said I was going to worry about myself, but I can’t help worrying about them, too. I mean, are they being careful? Normal people would know this… but Alice and Damian… they’re a breed of their own. Really, really sweet people, just… well a little lacking in the common sense department.
The one morning I did manage to get up and eat breakfast with everyone else, I was interrogated. Alice had apparently noticed I’d been missing during the night. She was worried. I told her I was doing night work now. She gave me a skeptical look, and moved to question me further, but I quickly shut her down. I turned it around. Where was she going during the day when Damian was at classes?
“Working, of course.” She said, poking at her pancakes. “Where else?”
“Then what do you do?” I replied, noticing the looks on both Damian and Davina’s faces. “You never did tell us.”
“Umm…” Alice faltered. Suddenly, she shot up out of her seat and ran to the bathroom. Nice escape.
I like Alice, don’t get me wrong… but I have to cover my own tracks. I can’t let them know about Steve. Especially not Davina. Not yet, at least.
After awhile, though, I felt really bad about sneaking around. Davina apologized to me. She said she never intended to hurt me and just wasn’t thinking. I could tell she felt awful. We’d never fought like this before. I have to admit, I missed her, too.
Even though we made up, I still didn’t tell her where I was going. I could tell she wanted to press further, but knew it wouldn’t do any good. I’d tell her when I was good and ready, she’d just have to be patient.
Besides, how do you explain to your sister that you’re running off to a weird nightclub, getting smashed out of your mind, and then mysteriously appearing home in the morning. I’ve always been thought of as the prim and proper one. I can’t shatter that illusion now.
Speaking of which, I am really curious as to how I keep waking up comfortable in my own bed. I’d be worried if it were any other guy, but for some reason, it doesn’t really bother me with Steve… I mean, I know I didn’t do anything stupid, because the bed only suits one person, and I’d be way too drunk to do anything like that.
Still, if he is bringing me home… how in the world does he know where I live? I’ve never told him.
Our friendship is quickly becoming more. I’m not sure if its the alcohol or what, but I’m finding myself more aggressive than I had ever imagined. I’ve never been one of those girls who actively chases men around. In fact, I always thought I’d end up the old maid of Proudmoore Valley who lives with her sister and never had a boyfriend.
Guess I was wrong. I find myself wanting to be around Steve every hour of the day, which isn’t possible… because he’s never around during the day. I’ve even tried calling him to no avail. Its really strange. I’m going to have to start avoiding the bar when I wait for him. I need to be of clear mind before I get myself into a real mess.
Like Alice. She and Damian are about to find out what happens when you have a little too much fun. Its a shame. I hope for both their sakes Alice is over Brice, because she’s about to be thrown into a situation where it no longer matters what she wants.
The awesome downtown club featured in this post is from modthesims2.com. Its a replica of Confessions, a club from another game which I love very much, Vampire: The Masquerade - Bloodlines.