Generation One: Chapter Two!

The next night, after work, we headed to the beach again. It was a little awkward at first, until he lightly grasped my hands. "Kyla..." Joshua started, shyly. I smiled, but felt a little nervous. Was he about to propose to me, again?
















"I..." He whispered, as his face got closer to mine. I rested my forehead on his, waiting for him to finish. Our lips were only a few inches apart. My crystal blue eyes and his emerald green ones met.

Moments passed, and before I knew it, our lips were locked. We fit so perfectly, I couldn't even imagine my life without him. I wanted nothing more than to be with Joshua forever.















We broke apart, reluctantly. He leaned towards me, and whispered to me; "Kyla Johnson, I made a huge mistake yesterday, and I want to make it up to you." My stomach dropped. He changed his mind...he didn't want to marry me. I felt like crying, but managed to choke out, "How?"

"Kyla, would you accept this brand new token of my love, and marry me?" Joshua asked, his eyes pleading for me to say yes. I was in disbelief. Tears sprung to my eyes. What was with all of these extra emotions lately?! I was so shocked that no words came out.















All I could do in response was hold out my hand and let him slide the ring on. "I. L-love you so much, Joshie." I whimpered. I was so happy, I couldn't stop smiling.

This was the happiest I had been in a long while, yet I was still bawling. "Are you alright?" Josh asked, cautiously, tenderly wiping tears from my cheeks. "I'm more than alright!" I squealed. I never wanted to let go of him.















The next day at work, I ate some bad Goopy Carbonara. Maybe it had some meat in it, as I have a meat intolerance. I decided i'd ask the hospital chefs tomorrow, but for now, I just wanted to get home.















Once I got home, I rushed to brush the horrid taste (and smell) out of my mouth.

I suddenly felt really tired, and decided to take a quick nap.

Once I woke up, I wiped the grogginess from my eyes. I looked around, and smiled when I saw my lovely (finally) fiance doing our dirty dishes! "Mmm, thank you..." I managed to slur out. "No problem, dear!" He replied, cheerily.

Apparently, I fell back asleep after that. My lovely Joshua covered me up with our heaviest quilt, even though it was the middle of summer. Maybe I was getting a flu?

I woke up in the middle of the night to the same queasy feeling in my stomach. I wanted nothing more than to just fall back asleep and cuddle under my covers. But, sadly, my stomach didn't agree with that.

Soon, I was bent over our toilet, regurgitating my whole day's meals. That confirmed my flu status.

I just had to be sure. I snuck out in the middle of the night, to the pharmacy. I really wanted to know. So, after an hour of buying the pregnancy test, getting home, and...well... "taking" the test, I finally got the results. I almost jumped for joy when I saw the plus. I was pregnant with baby "A"!
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Generation 1: Chapter 1

Generation One
Chapter 1















"Kyla, will you marry me?" Joshua asked, hesitant. A rush of thoughts swam through my brain. I felt a million emotions stream through my body. I was so overwhelmed, I thought I might pass out. "J-Joshie..." I stuttered. "Kyla, I know this is a huge step, but I am in love with you!" Joshua interrupted. He looked so desperate, as if he needed me to say yes for him to survive. I thought about it. I loved him, I really really did. I wanted to be with him more than anything. I was about to answer, when I looked closer at the ring. My mom's ring. She was still controlling me.















"Joshie" I whispered. "I-I can't." "Kyla, we've been together for four years! I'm so sure I love you-" He pressed, looking helpless and desperate. "I love you too, Joshua. I love you more than anything in the world. I wouldn't be able to live without you. But Josh, I have so much going on right now... I was chosen, by my family who hates me, to continue their legacy. I moved from a mansion in the big city to a shack in a small town...I just can't right now. I love you to the moon and back, though. You know that!" I rambled on, trying to spare his feelings. I felt more guilty by every word that came out of my mouth. My mom did this to me, you know. She made me feel guilty for ever wanting anything. I could never accept anything. I wanted this, but I was afraid to accept it.















"It's okay, Kyla. I know a lot is happening in your life right now." He said, trying to sound convincing. He reached for my cheek, and I held his hand there. I never wanted him to let go. "I love you" I whispered. "Let's go get something to eat." He replied. I let his hand drop in shock. He was mad at me. I thought he understood! "Josh..." I started, to angry to finish. We had never fought before, in the five years we had known each other, and neither of us knew how to react to it. "Let's go." He finished for me, not making eye contact. This gave me a chance to study his eyes. He looked like he might cry, his eyes were so filled with hurt. We got in the taxi and I stared out the window, allowing a single tear to roll down my cheek.















Once we got there, we had both had time to cool down. We sat at a small booth in the back, and I decided to break the awkward silence. "What are you getting?" I asked, cautiously. "Eh, maybe just a bowl of pasta." He replied. I studied him. He said it like nothing had happened. I felt relieved, maybe he had gotten over it. We ate the rest of our meal in silence, though I doubt it was because of hunger. I could literally feel the guilt eating away at me. I ate about two bites of my Autumn Salad, and I suddenly wasn't hungry. I sat and watched him as he ate. He didn't necessarily seem angry, just disappointed. What did he think he'd get, using my mom's ring?! He knows how much I disliked her! I was practically fuming by the time we left.















The next morning, we both had our first day of work. He was already off to his job at the Business building by the time my alarm rang for me to get ready for my job at the hospital. I wondered if he was still mad at me for the day before. I decided to brush it off and put on a smile for my first work day. Work was tiring for both of us. We both napped when we got home.















I woke up to an arm around me. I squinted my eyes open a little bit, just to see Joshua's loving face looking down at me. I smiled and cuddled into him. His grip got tighter around me. "I love you Kyla." He whispered as he kissed my forehead. "I love you, too" I mumbled, my voice muffled by his chest.















I lifted my head, and slid up the bed. Joshua's soft hand reached for mine, and his soft, full lips kissed it. "I'm so sorry about yesterday my dear Kyla." He soothed. I could tell he meant it, and I found myself smiling. "It wasn't your fault Joshie," I replied, suddenly wanting nothing more than his lips on mine.

He felt the same way. Before I knew it, I was melting into his arms yet again. "Joshua..." I muttered between his lips. I didn't get to finish, as he responded by kissing me harder, and more passionate. A small sigh escaped my mouth. I wondered where Joshua learned this.

When he finally pulled away, all I could do was stare at him. I don't know what it was, but I couldn't look away. He still held me in his arms, and he looked down at me in such a loving way, that I couldn't help but smile. I then realized he had been making me smile more in the past few days, than I had any other time in my life. He shifted his weight slightly, so he was almost on top of me. I was a little caught off guard, but I didn't stop him.















He looked into my eyes, with looking as if he were asking for permission. I nodded slightly, feeling a drip of sweat slide down my neck. What was I getting myself into? Soon, he was looking down at me. I don't remember how it happened, but I have to admit I liked it. He was slowly getting closer to my face. I knew what would happen if I didn't stop him... but did I want to?

We both dreamt of little babies that night.
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Introduction

Hi everyone! I'm haven't written a legacy/story for the Sims in a LONG while! I really hope y'all like it!  Here goes nothing!
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Introduction:

Hi, everyone. This is me, Kyla Johnson! Very flattering picture, I know! My traits are: Family-Oriented, Nurturing, Friendly, Vegetarian, and Genius! I'm a Pisces, and my favorite color is lavender! My favorite food is pancakes, and my favorite music is pop! A little bit about me? Well, I'm the outcast of my family. Why I was chosen as the heiress? I have no clue. Maybe it's because I have had the same boyfriend all through high school, and my parents wanted a guaranteed future.















Speaking of my boyfriend of four years, here is Joshua Saans! His traits are: Family-Oriented, Nurturing, Perfectionist, Workaholic, and Brave! He is a Cancer, and his favorite color is blue. His favorite food is fruit parfait, and his favorite music is pop, as well! He was bullied a lot in high school, as was I. We spent a lot of time volunteering together in the school's library. We were each other's only friends. My family pretty much disowned me, and he was a foster child.

So, when I was chosen for this Legacy, I was...shocked. My family held a huge meeting for this moment, and I pretty much toned out and practiced the face I'd make when one of my gorgeous sisters won. I also mentally prepared myself for the fights between them. They were both so confident they'd get chosen. One was prom queen, and the other was Valedictorian. Then there was me, B student, not involved in anything...well other than Joshua that is. I just wanted the meeting to be over, so we could go on with our plan in moving out of Starlight Shores, and into an almost unknown town, Sunset Valley. Well, long story short, at the 'necklace ceremony' when my mom placed it around my neck, I couldn't believe what was happening. I called Joshua, and we decided to keep to our plan. We would just take this legacy to Sunset Valley. And here we are, in the present.

We barely had enough money for four unpainted walls, a small wooden table with smaller wooden chairs, a bed with loose springs, a fridge with a dim light bulb that smelled...weird to put it nicely, a toilet that I wasn't sure would hold up for a day, and a sink that had water spraying everywhere. I started to wonder if it was the best idea to move here, after all. It wasn't too late to go back, was it? I was about to talk to Joshua about this idea, but I saw him marvelling at all of the work he had done in building our little shack. "One day, it will be beautiful"

He noticed my gaze, and turned towards me. He must have seen the indecisive look on my face. "Hey, it will all work out perfect." he soothed, "I promise. How about we take a trip to the beach?" I was about to protest. My beach memories weren't the best. From the childhood years, getting sand thrown at me, the small crystal grains always cutting my tender skin, to the teenage years, my sisters, older and stronger than me, forcing me under water. I felt my breathing get heavy and I started gasping for air. I could taste the salty water and feel it suffocating me. But then, I remembered. "Of course," I sighed, relived. I wasn't in Starlight Shores anymore.

The beach was fantastic. No sharp sand cutting me. No suffocating salt water. My perspective of everything was changing here. The sand was now soft and warm between my toes and under my feet. The ocean was now relaxing, with the warm waves crashing onto the shore, and the smell of the salt wafting into the air. I smiled. My life, although it may not seem like it, was at it's best. Joshua noticed I was in deep thought. He grabbed my hands, and lightly swung them. I shyly looked up into his emerald green eyes. They were looking back into mine, soft and loving.

He smiled, a small bit, and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I felt a huge rush of color come to my face, and even pulled away a little bit. I had never kissed anyone in public, nor had he. I felt our lips separate, and wanted nothing more than to kiss him, again. I looked around, embarrassed. I saw him do the same, but surprisingly enough, no one was even paying attention to our moment. I looked back at him, and feeling a rush of courage, pulled him into me. Our lips smacked together, and we laughed. This whole being in public together thing was new to us, but personally, I kind of liked it. It's like we were showing the world that we loved each other.















We broke apart, after what seemed like forever. His eyes, looking into mine, seemed nervous, now. The beach was so silent, I could see and almost even hear my legacy necklace sparkling in his eyes. I was so overwhelmed by everything that was happening, and I couldn't even believe what happened next.















"Kyla, will you marry me?"
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