Bridgette - Chapter Sixteen: Protective Sis

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Jeff's Chapter: Right Where I Want Him

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It was the day of Jeff and Rosamund’s wedding. Over the last eleven days I had gotten to know Rosamund a little better and while I still wasn’t thrilled about them getting married, I didn’t hate her as much as I had at first.  One thing that I had figured out about her is that she was a very reserved person. She didn’t really talk to people unless someone talked to her. She was always watching people; almost as if she was calculating things in her head.

I was pleasantly surprised by how Jeff and her interacted. They did seem to complement each other. Jeff seemed to be much more relaxed around her and I even caught glimpses of a gentler, more loving Jeff. It was a side of him I had never really seen before and it seemed to soften my opinion of Rosamund, ever so slightly.

We arrived at the church and Jeff and Charlie immediately went to change clothes. I was standing in the entrance way when Rosamund and a woman that looked almost exactly like her walked in. “Oh! Hi Bridgette. This is my mom, Regina. Mom, this is Jefferson’s sister, Bridgette.”

“Nice to meet you.” I said.

“Nice to meet you too.”

“I take it Jefferson is here.” Rosamund stated.

“Yeah he’s in the groom’s room with Charlie.”

“Oh good. We can go up to the brides’ room and he won’t see us.” Rosamund commented. They walked up the stairs and I kept staring at the stairs.

“Are you hoping that if you stare long enough that I’ll appear on them? Cause I can make that happen.” Carson said from behind me.

I turned around and shook my head at him. “You’re hopeless.” I told him.

“You love me that way, and you know it.”

I laughed and kissed him. It wasn’t long before someone was clearing their throat. I looked over and Dad was standing a couple feet away from us. “Oh my gosh, Dad. I’ve lost count how many times you’ve done this while I’ve been home.”

“Just making sure we keep things PG.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Rosamund’s here so you might want to let Jeff know.”

“Okay. Can I trust you two to not heat things up?”

“DAD!”

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

He walked to the groom’s door, knocked and went inside.

“Are we home yet?” He asked.

“Just one more day.” I smiled. He sighed and I grabbed his hand. The front door opened again and Ms. Honey and Star walked in. Jeff walked out of the groom’s room and the exchange I saw between Star and Jeff shocked me. I had heard from Kate about what had happened between Star and Jeff. He didn’t know I knew. I felt really bad for Star, I knew she had liked Jeff but because of a mistake he made, she and him weren’t really friends anymore. Ms. Honey gave Jeff a hug and then went outside. That left Jeff and Star alone.

“Come on.” I pulled Carson outside.

“What’s going on.”

“Star and Jeff really aren’t friends anymore. The only people that know that are Kate, Charlie and me. Not even our parents have figured it out.”

“But didn’t she used to come over to your house all the time. Doesn’t that make your parents and her parents suspicious?”

“I guess because Jeff is with Rosamund, they figure that he and Star aren’t able to spend as much time together.”

Mom came up to us and suggested we find our seats since the ceremony was going to start soon. Carson and I stood near our chairs and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Patrick and his parents standing behind us. “Oh my gosh! I knew Mom and Dad had invited some of their old friends but I didn’t know you all would be here.” I turned to Carson. “You already know Patrick, but these are his parents Johnny and Wanda.”

“Nice to meet you.”  Carson said as he shook both their hands.

“I can’t believe how much you kids have grown.” Johnny said.

We continued to talk until the music started. I watched as Charlie walked down the aisle with a cousin of Rosamund’s and then Jeff’s friend Peter walked down with another cousin. The music changed and we all stood up. I turned to look down the aisle and even I had to admit, Rosamund looked beautiful.  As she joined Jeff I saw him whisper something to her and she whispered back. We all sat back down and I watched as my little brother got married. I had mixed feelings through the whole ceremony. At one point Carson reached over and held my hand. I looked over at him and sadly smiled. The minister told Jeff he could kiss the bride and he did. Everyone stood up and cheered as they turned to walk back up the aisle. I still had mixed feelings. I wanted to cheer but nothing would come out.

I had to stick around outside for pictures so Carson went upstairs to grab us some seats at the reception. I walked over to the rest of the family and we waited for Jeff and Rosamund to come back out. When they emerged the photographer positioned people for photos. I, thankfully, wasn’t in many so I got to go inside before some of the family. I found Carson standing near a table talking with Patrick. “I don’t know if I trust you two together.” I joked.

“I was just telling Carson that you all need to come back to the club since you’re now twenty one.”

“Did you tell him what happened the last time?” I asked Carson. He shook his head no. “Let’s just say that if we go back, I’m not drinking.”

Patrick laughed. “Sounds like an interesting story.”

“You have no idea.” I told him.

Everyone else came up stairs and we waited for Jeff and Rosamund to be announced. A couple minutes later they arrived and everyone cheered. The next part flew by. We ate, they cut the cake, and then it was time for the first dance.  Jeff and Rosamund went onto the dance floor and I watched as Patrick’s dad went over to the piano and played while Jeff and Rosamund danced. Carson wrapped his arms around me and I leaned back into him.

When they finished dancing they kissed and even I thought it was sweet. People piled onto the dance floor and Carson and I joined them.  We danced to a couple songs and then went to go sit down. I walked past Mom and heard her talking to someone about Jeff and Rosamund living in married housing on campus.

I waited till she was done talking and then asked her a question. “Why are Jeff and Rosamund moving into married housing?”

“Because they can’t live in the normal dorms since they’re married.”

“But why don’t they just move in with Carson and me?” Mom looked confused.

“I don’t know. . .Can they do that even though Jefferson is a freshman?”

“The freshman rule only applies to unmarried people. If you’re married and a freshman, you can live off campus.”

We saw Jeff taking a break from dancing and walked up to him. I explained to him what Mom and I were thinking.

“We wouldn’t want to impose on you and Carson.” He said.

“Nonsense, Carson and I can stay downstairs and you and Rosamund could live upstairs. It makes sense. Mom and Dad are paying for it, after all. This way they don’t have to pay for another living place.”

 “Wait a minute, isn’t there only one bedroom on the first floor?” Mom asked.

“Really, Mom?” I rolled my eyes at her.

After calling Carson over we decided it was a good idea and Jeff went to go talk it over with Rosamund. Mom started to question Carson and me about there only being one bedroom downstairs.

“I’m not going to give you a long speech considering where we are; but I have had two children father children before they were married. I would like all of my future grandchildren to be fathered after marriage. Do you understand?”

“Yes. Mom. Are you going to tell Dad?”

“Eventually because if we come visit you, which I’m guessing we will after Rosamund has the baby, he’s going to find out. I’m going to wait a couple of weeks. I can’t promise he’s not going to be upset.”

“Thanks Mom.” I hugged her and she sighed. “This having adult children thing is stressful.”

Jeff came back over with Rosamund.

“If you’re sure it’s okay then we’ll move in with you guys.” Jeff said.

“Really, there’s plenty of room. The weeks after Julia and Trent moved out have been strange. The house is way too big for just us.”

“That’s really nice of you to offer to let us move in with you.” Rosamund said.

“Like I said, the house is plenty big enough and it keeps Mom and Dad from having to pay for another place.”

“I’m so happy! I’m going to go tell your father.” Mom exclaimed.

After Mom walked away Jeff’s curiosity got the best of him. “So, how’d the whole one bedroom conversation go?”

I rolled my eyes. “She very firmly explained that the next grandchild was to be conceived after a wedding.”

“Is she going to tell Dad?”

“Yes, eventually.”

Jeff looked at Carson. “I wouldn’t want to be you when he finds out.”

“Dude, tell me about it.”

“We better go socialize.” Jeff suggested to Rosamund.

“I’ll text you after you get back from your honeymoon. We can start talking about when you want to move in and you coming down to see the house and decorating.”

“Sounds good.” They walked away and Carson turned me to look at him.

“What are you up to?”

“What do you mean?”

“All of a sudden you’re okay with Rosamund enough for her to move into our house?”

“It has less to do with Rosamund and more to do with Jeff. You know me. I’m always looking out for my little brother.”

“Bridge, I’m not sure this is a good idea. . .”

“What?!”

“You and her in the same house, everyday.”

“Everyone has been pushing me to know her better. What better way to do that than by living with her. Plus, I can keep Jeff out of trouble.” He had a doubtful look. “What?! Everything will be fine.”

Credits:

Poses:

Cloudwalker Sims' Family Photos Poses
Kiddo's Dreams' Wedding Poses 1 and 2 and Wedding March
Urban Hype Sims' Siempre Couples PosesZhippidy's With Friends
Traelia's Smile Poses 
Skylar's We Heart It

Rosamund's Wedding Dress from BEO Creations

Bridgette - Chapter Thirteen: Drink, Dance, Love - Part One

FYI - This chapter has a special appearance by the son of a past character. I thought it would be fun to bring the family back into the game a little. Hope you enjoy!

Several months passed and we were all in a smooth routine. They would go to school, I’d paint during the day and sometimes go to see my mentor, and then we’d spend the night at the house hanging out.

It was a cold December morning and I woke up around six like I usually did. I liked this time of the day. It was still dark outside and the house was always dark and quiet. The kitchen light was always on when I woke up since Carson had already been up and gone for a run. I could hear the downstairs shower running which told me he was back from his run.

I went into the kitchen and made coffee. The newspaper was on the counter, thanks to Carson. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down to read the paper.

I had just finished cleaning dishes when I heard Carson.

“Morning beautiful.” Carson kissed me on the cheek. “I really need to thank your parents.” He said as he got some coffee.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because of them, I get to see your beautiful face every morning.” I started blushing.

“How was your run?”

“It was good; you should come with me sometime.”

“Carson, I don’t run unless something is chasing me.” He laughed.

“So where do you want to go tonight?” He asked me. It had been one year since we started dating and Carson wanted to take me somewhere to celebrate.

“What about that new club that opened up? It’s supposed to be nice. Not like the one we have back home.”

“Is that where you want to go? I wonder if we can get in.”

I smiled “I’m pretty sure we can get in.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because the owner knows my family.”

He chuckled. “Of course they do.”

“Should we invite Julia and Trent to go with us?”

“If you want to.”

Carson grabbed some coffee to go and kissed me goodbye.  Soon Trent and Julia were up and they headed downstairs. I asked them if they were interested in going out and they agreed. After they left I got cleaned up and started painting.

I had sold some paintings to several local stores to sell and was making some money. My mentor professor was always encouraging me and was even trying to get my artwork shown in a local art show. It was exciting to think that my art work might be in a show.

The day flew and I lost all track of time. I painted through lunch and even Carson returning home. I was standing in my painting studio listening to music when I was startled by someone grabbing my shoulder.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”

“Bridge! It’s okay! It’s only me.” Carson tried to calm me down.

“Good grief you scared me. What time is it?”

“It’s four o’clock. I guess you were concentrating so much on painting that you didn’t hear me come in.”

“I also painted through lunch.” I confessed.

“Come on, put the brushes down and step away from the painting.” He led me by the hand.  “I have something I want to show you.” He led me down to the first floor and on the dining room table was a vase of flowers, a card and a small box.

“What did you do?” I asked him. He smiled and motioned for me to open the card. I read it and almost started crying.

“Carson, that was so sweet.” I kissed him.

“Open the box.” He quietly requested.

I picked up the box and looked up at him. I couldn’t tell by the size of the box what it was. I opened it up and inside was a beautiful necklace. “Oh my gosh, Carson! It’s beautiful!”

“You really like it?”

“Of course I do. I’m going to wear it tonight.” He walked up to me and kissed me.

“Oh my gosh you two! There are four bedrooms in this house and two of them are yours. You’d think you could find a more private place.” Julia joked as she and Trent came back from classes.

Carson and I pulled away. “Oh wow! Are the flowers for you? And what a beautiful necklace! Wow Carson, good job.” Julia complimented him.

“We should probably eat something quick and get ready to go. You know us girls. It takes us awhile to get ready.” I suggested.

We all ate microwave dinners and then Julia and I went upstairs to get ready. When I was ready, I walked downstairs and saw Trent and Julia standing in the living area.

“Where’s Carson?”

They turned around and I thought their eyes were going to pop out of their heads. “Holy crap, Bridge! Carson is going to die when he sees you! Is that a new dress?”

I blushed. “Thanks. Yeah, I got it a couple days ago. Do you know where Carson is?”

“I think he’s in his bedroom.” I turned around and walked to his door. I knocked and heard movement and then the door opened. He stood there staring at me for a moment and I heard Julia laugh from the living area. “I told you!” She yelled across the room.

“Can I come in?” I asked him.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me in; closing the door behind me.

“You look. . .God Bridge. I don’t know if we can go out with you looking like that.”

“Why?!” I thought maybe he thought I looked bad.

“Because I’m going to have to fight off every guy in the place.” I looked down and started blushing. “It’s a good thing I’m so muscular.” He joked.

I laughed. “You’re horrible. I thought you could help me put this on.” I held out the necklace he had gotten me. He took it out of my hand and I turned around for him to put it on. I turned around and looked at him.

“Are you ready to go?” He asked.

“No, not yet.” I opened the door and went into the dining area and then came back. “Here.”

I handed him a card and a wrapped box. He smiled at me and then opened the card. “Are you trying to make me cry?” He asked after reading it. He then unwrapped the box and then opened it up. After pulling out some paper, he pulled out what was inside.

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I couldn’t believe it. Inside the box were two tickets to the Superbowl.  “How did you get these?!” I asked in disbelief.

“It took a little work but I knew you’d love to go so I figured out a way to get them. You can take Trent or even Charlie. . .”

“Are you kidding? We’re going together!” I put the tickets down and kissed her. There was a knock on the door.

“Guys, we need to get going.” Trent called through the door. We stopped kissing and I looked at her. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Are you ready to go now?” I asked her.

“Yup.”

We took a cab to the club and we followed Bridge as she walked up past the people waiting in line to get in and up to one of the bouncers. She told them who she was and they ushered us in to the protest of some of the people waiting. Once inside, someone took our coats and then another person showed us to a private room. Once we sat down I couldn’t take it any longer.

“Okay, Bridge; who is this family friend?”

“It’s the son of a guy mom used to date. His dad is good friends with Mom and Dad. His parents live in England but he moved here recently. His dad taught mom about the music business and is a famous songwriter. They’re super rich. When he moved here he noticed that there wasn’t a good club around here so he built one.”

“What’s his and his dad’s name?” Julia asked.

“His dad’s name is Johnny Johnson.”

“Oh my gosh! Are you serious? Your mom dated Johnny Johnson.” Trent said in disbelief.

“Yeah, a little weird, I know. His son’s name is Patrick Johnson.”

Right then a guy about our age came walking in the room.

“Bridge! It’s good to see you again! It’s been years.” The fact that he spoke with an English accent and seemed to know Bridge tipped me off that this was probably Patrick.

“Hey Patrick! I guess it’s been fifteen years. You’ve grown a lot.”

“So have you.”

“Let me introduce you to everyone.” She motioned to me. “This is my boyfriend Carson and our friends Julia and Trent.”

“Cheers mates! Nice to meet you. I understand were celebrating something special tonight.”

“It’s Bridge’s and my anniversary.”

“Congratulations. In honor of your special day, drinks are on the house.”

“But Patrick, we’re not old enough to drink.” Bridge said.

“I don’t normally do this but for a family friend I will. Just don’t tell on me, especially to my old man.”

A guy walked in and Patrick introduced him. “This is Shawn. He’ll be serving you tonight.” He turned to Shawn. “Get these lovely people whatever they want. They’re my special guests tonight. I’m picking up their bill. Cheers everyone. I’ll check on you later.”

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We all looked at the drink menu and placed our drink orders with Shawn.

“Wow! This is insane! I can’t believe he’s picking up our bill and everything.” Trent said.

“I’m as surprised as you all are. I didn’t even know that we would have our own private room.” Bridge admitted.

Soon Shawn returned with our drinks and we talked while we drank. I looked over at Bridge as she finished her drink. “You’re already done? You might want to be careful.”

“I’m fine. I don’t think there was much alcohol in it. Tasted more like a fruit drink.”

Shawn came back and asked if we wanted another drink. I declined but everyone else got another one. Soon he returned with the drinks and Bridge had downed the second drink even faster than the first.

“Bridge, you might want to slow down there.” Trent suggested.

“I’m telling you. There’s not much alcohol in it. It’s fine.”

“I want to dance.” Julia announced. “Come on, Trent.”  I watched as they got up and headed to the dance floor.  I looked over at Bridge and she was starting to get a glossy look in her eyes.

“Bridge, are you okay.”

“I’m great! Come on; let’s go join them on the dance floor.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me out to the dance floor.  You could feel the beat pulsating through your body. There were tons of people dancing and not a lot of room, which was okay with me since it meant Bridge and I had to dance closer. As we continued dancing I noticed several guys look over at her and I very casually wrapped my arm around her waist to non-verbally let them know to look elsewhere.

After several songs we returned to the room and there were more drinks and some snacks waiting for us. We sat down and I realized how hungry I was since I hadn’t eaten much for dinner. That’s when it hit me. Bridge hadn’t eaten any lunch and barely any dinner. With no food in her, she was going to be plastered. I looked over at her and she was halfway done with her third drink.



Credits:
Poses:
Spladoum's Quiet Storm (Couple's Dance Set)
Delight 33 12 Poses at a Table

Dance Club (Slightly altered and redecorated by me)
RED Disco Club and Bar