|Pleasantview: Season 1
Author: Jyoti PM
A drama series about the lives of sims in Pleasantview. Romance, magic, tragedy, and the supernatural!Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama - Chapters: 22 - Words: 54,743 - Reviews: 64 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 05-26-13 - Published: 10-07-12 - id: 8590021
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Dustin falls into peer pressure while Beau is caught in a sticky situation at home. Daniel plans to divorce Mary, but after seeing her in such a vulnerable state, he decides against it. Don tells Cassandra that Nina's pregnant, and Mortimer isn't sure if he can handle seeing Bella hurt. Warning: There are some real adult/teen issues in this chapter. And it's REALLY LONG!
Sweet and Sour: Episode 7PT2
When Dustin arrives at the club, he notices that it's still daylight. He meets up with Ivy and a few of her friends. She waves at him and he smiles, "Hey."
"Hey Dustin! It's great to see you. I thought you'd never show up. It's still daylight out so there's not going to be a lot of people here but no worries, we can make it our own little party." She winked, and Dustin couldn't help but laugh at the girl. She was so...obvious. She was nothing like Angela, modest, girly, innocent. She was different, she was fiery, sloppy, and unique. But Dustin didn't care, right now he needed a break from anything serious. Right now he didn't need to be in a relationship, he just needed to have fun.
"So what should we do?" Dustin questioned, looking toward her other friends, "Oh I'm Dustin by the way."
"They know." Ivy smiled, "We should head to the back of the club. Dustin raised his eyebrow in curiosity, "Why the back of the club?"
"You'll see...Come on guys." She smirked, and Dustin blindly followed her.
Once they made their way over there, they all sat down in a small circle.
"What is this, a pow wow?" He joked, and some of the sims laughed.
"No, we just like to come here and chill." One of the sims said, pulling out a familiar substance, "Want some?"
Dustin knew it was weed, and he also knew how dangerous it was. He sold weed all the time when he worked and he hated it. He wanted to get out of the job but he needed to money, "Uh nah, no thanks I mean. I'm good."
"Oh come on Dustin, what's a little weed?" Ivy told him, batting her dark eyelashes at him.
Dustin didn't want to seem uncool but weed can really mess someone up. Nevertheless he took it, "Alright..."
When he took the weed it didn't take too long for him to get high. He was seeing the world completely different. He laughed at everything, even when it wasn't funny and he didn't care. He felt free, he felt alive. Ivy laughed as he got up and began to dance to the music. He was a horrible dancer, and if he weren't high he would have never done something like that. Ivy began to dance with him and slowly, she leaned in and kissed him, and he didn't try to stop her.
Whistles were heard as the two teens began their own make-out session. Today was the best day of his life, he didn't have to worry about anything...or so he thought.
When Beau got home, he put his bag in his brothers room. He shared a bedroom with him now, and they had bought a double bed so they had to sleep next to each other. Beau was sure Dustin wanted his space but he never complained, and that's why he loved his brother so much. He was so easy going with everything. Beau looked around the small house, where was Dustin anyway?
Suddenly he heard puking, and he ran over to the bathroom to see his mom throwing up, "Are you ok?"
Brandi flushed the toilet, washed her hands, and then brushed her teeth. She had been fine, but then all of the sudden something came over her. She turned to Beau and smiled, not recognizing that it was her own son, "Hey Skip. Shouldn't you be at work?"
Beau gasped, it was happening again. Usually Dustin was here to help when she was going through his. What had Dustin always said to do? He thought.
Just play along, and get her to take her pills...
"Uh, I had a day off." He said, looking down toward the ground.
"Well great! Now we can spend it together. You know, I love you Skip, I really do. Oh, can you check on the baby?" Brandi said in a sweet tone, and it made Beau miss having a dad. Although he didn't remember much of him, he was sure that Skip would have been a good father.
Beau looked over at the newborn baby who was sleeping peacefully, "He looks great."
"Um, Brandi -he cringed- dear, did you take your pills?" He asked, trying his hardest not to stutter.
"My pills? What pills?" She asked.
Beau sighed, then ran over to go get them. He grabbed the stool from under the cabinet then reached for the bottle of pills. He shook it, then scrunched his face up, they were all gone. Oh crap...
"Brandi, we need to get to the doctors." Beau said, but Brandi wasn't listening.
A shot of pain surged through her and she screamed, "AH!"
Beau ran over to her, "What's wrong?!"
"How could you leave me like this Skip! Come back! Please, come back! I love you! I wasn't with him! I promise!" She cried, and Beau knew that she was in her own little world now, most likely having a fight with 'Skip'. And he wouldn't be able to help her. The baby began to cry and Beau picked him up and sighed, gently rocking the baby. Brandi was crying her heart out, and Beau didn't know what to do at this point.
"If you leave me I'll die Skip! I need to be with you." And before Beau could even blink she ran near the kitchen and took out a sharp knife, and began cutting herself.
"NO!" Beau screeched, quickly putting the baby back into the crib. Blood rushed down her wrist as she continued to cry. Beau was freaking out as he grabbed a napkin and wrapped it around her wrist. That didn't help.
"Ugh." He groaned, then found her phone. She had no names of doctors on her contacts, so she called the only guy on her contacts: Darren.
"Darren...no this is Beau, my m-mom, she needs to get to the hospital. No she's not having another baby. She cut her wrist...she's sick. Look I don't have time to answer all of your questions just get down her!" He screamed, then turned the phone off.
"Get in the car." He told his mom.
"Skip?" Brandi said, her face softening, but then she came back into realization, "Wait...Beau?" And she knew exactly what happened. She looked down at her wrist and noticed the blood gushing out, she tore a cloth and tied it herself, "I'm so sorry Beau..oh gosh."
Beau sighed, tears began to roll down his eyes, "Mom?"
"Yes, honey it's me. And I need to go to the doctors. Did you call a taxi?" Brandi asked, ashamed that she had to rely on her son for this.
There was a honking sound, and a tax right outside. He knew that Darren was in it, "I called Darren."
Brandi felt her face grow hot, this was the most embarrassing day of her life, "Alright get Ty, and we'll go."
When Daniel arrived home, he noticed how quiet the room had gotten. The eyes of his twin daughters and his wife were staring at him, well Mary was actually glaring at him, "Honey I'm home?" He chuckled nervously, then went to give her a kiss on the cheek, she pushed him away gently, then got up, "Your dinner is on the counter...it got cold, probably because I was waiting for you to get home."
Stubbornly, she got up and heated the meal. Daniel looked toward his daughters, hoping they would tell him what's wrong. They said nothing, they only continued to eat their meal. He walked into the kitchen, pulling his wife into a hug, "What's wrong honey?"
Mary was about to answer him, to cry into his shoulders when she smelt perfume on his shirt. She frowned, "Where have you been? And don't lie to me."
"Just out, looking at the local shops in Pleasantview." His lie was smooth, and it gave Mary no reason not to believe him.
"Why do you smell like perfume?" She pushed.
"Uh, well there are people walking around with perfume at the store, maybe it rubbed off on me." He smelt his own clothes, it did smell like perfume, Kaylnn's perfume to be exact, "I don't smell anything."
"And you didn't answer my phone calls because-"
"Mary, honey. We can discuss all that later, right now, just tell me what's wrong. I know it has to be more than me not being home on time." He said, then gave her a kiss on the cheek. M
Mary let out a shaky breath, "Coral's sick Daniel...she's in a coma." And she couldn't hold the tears in her eyes, she started to cry all over again.
Daniel sighed, and pulled her into a hug. He still cared about her, and right now he needed to be there for her. Any chance of him telling her about Kaylnn was gone now, he couldn't tell her when she was already broken.
Meanwhile Lilith and Angela were at the dinner table.
Lilith threw a meatball at Angela, and Angela squeaked, "What the heck Lilith!"
"Come upstairs with me, now." Lilith rushed her, and Angela curiously followed her upstairs and into their bedroom.
"Ugh, everything's so Gothic in here." Angela complained, and Lilith rolled her eyes, "Yeah whatever...did you notice something different about dad today?"
Angela shook her head, "Nope, same old dad. He was just late, maybe he had to work extra."
"Angela, he smelled like perfume." Lilith stated, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Angela raised an eyebrow, "No he didn't. You're crazy. Look, we should be comforting mom right now, Coral is her mother, even if it's not biologically, and she's our grandmother. Even if we aren't very close to her, we should still be helping mom get through this."
"I know that but Angela, can't you pin it together? For someone who has straight A's you sure at stupid. Dad's totally cheating on mom. He's always home late, he doesn't talk to mom that much anymore, and he hardly even notices that we're around." Lilith whispered and Angela shook her head fiercely "No he's not Lilith, don't make up lies!"
She put a hand over Angela's mouth, "Ssh! He is...I just know it. And I'm not going to let him play this family. I'm going to catch him in the act."
"So what if he is Lilith? You're going to tell mom, so that they can get a divorce? NO! Then our family will be just as messed up as everyone else's. I don't want a divorced family. What will people say? Everyone in Pleasantview will know, and that could ruin moms reputation, and ours too." Angela cried.
Lilith couldn't believe her right now, "Are you freaking kidding me? You care more about your social status than hurting mom? I thought you were the nice daughter. Don't you think mom deserves better? She works her butt off every day for us. Not to say that dad doesn't, but it only makes sense, after all, he has a romance aspiration, it was bound to happen sometime."
Angela sighed, "Look, Lilith...I know that it's a possibility that dad could be cheating on mom. But what if mom already knows and she just doesn't want to break up with him until we get to college? Just listen to me, unless you have the facts to prove this, then don't go around blurting to the world that dad's a cheater. You don't know what's going on, you don't know the full story." And with that, Angela left.
When Don came back home his face looked pale, and Cassandra noticed right away. Alexander was playing on the piano as Cassandra walked over to Don, a small smile on her face, "Hey.."
"Hi." He sighed, then grabbed her by the hand and led her up to her room, "We need to talk."
"Ok, so talk." Cassandra said slowly, her heartbeat quickening with each breath.
"I did something...something bad, and now, I'm not sure how this relationship is going to work out." He said, not bearing to look at her.
Cassandra grabbed his shoulder, "Whatever it is Don...I can handle it. I love you."
"I don't know if love is enough in this case." He warned her, but she shook her head, "I don't care what you did Don, you're forgiven."
"Nina's pregnant Cassandra...and it's my baby." He said in a bitter tone.
Cassandra's words began to choke her, she didn't know what else to say. How was she supposed to settle down with him and have her own kids when he got another girl pregnant, "H-How...I just-"
"I'm so sorry Cassandra." Don said, caressing her cheek, "Cassandra I really care about you, I want to be with you I just...I don't know how this is going to work anymore. I mean, she said she was getting the baby deleted but-"
Cassandras tears began to fall down her cheek, "Deleted? No, she can't do that. You have to be there for her Don...and as for our marriage, I don't know if we should be together. I love you but...you're having another girls baby. I just-"
"Please Cassandra, please give me a chance. I'm sorry, it was a mistake I made before I knew how to really be a man." He told her, and Cassandra believed every word of it, "I believe you Don...and I forgive you but, I just don't know if that's enough anymore. My dad's on a trip so we're going to have to postpone the wedding, maybe it's for the best...it will give me some time to think. For now, I think it's best if you just don't talk to me."
"Please." She said in a pained tone, "Don't make this harder than it has to be, I need time to think..."
She made her way downstairs and walked over to Alexander, "Hey brother."
"Hi." He smiled, "Look, I've mastered all my creativity." He said in an innocent tone as he continued to play the piano.
Cassandra laughed, "That's great...hey, I'm going to go for a walk. I'll be back in fifteen minutes. Don's here, he'll take care of you."
"Where's dad?" He questioned.
"Dad's taking a little vacation." Cassandra said, and with that she made her way outside, heading nowhere, just wanting to take a walk.
Mortimer was recording everything that was happening, but his anger was filling up by the second, so he let Phoebe take over.
"Finally I have you. You're going to make good for this experiment of mine." Mr. Beaker told her, his voice was dark, and it startled Bella.
"W-Why are you doing this?" She stuttered.
"Well, you're the most well known girl in the world. Married to an extremely rich lad, the mother of Pleasantview don't they sometimes call you? Well, if I make clones of you here, then I'll become rich! Everyone in Strangetown will want a Bella." He said, coming closer toward her.
"You're sick!" She spit on him.
And angrily, he slapped her in the face repeatedly, forcing her to cry. She buried her face in her hands, trying to defend herself from the blows that were coming her way.
"BELLA!" Mortimer screamed, and he knew that she couldn't hear him, but he couldn't control himself. Tears ran down his own eyes. He wanted to run over there and kill that sick bastard.
"Mortimer, please, calm down...I know it hurts Mortimer, I know." Phoebe cried, pulling him back.
When he was done beating her she laid on the floor, purple and bruised, and he soon set out to do his work on her. He hurt her in more ways than one, it was a horrible sight to look at.
"M-my Bella." He cried, and suddenly he was losing oxygen.
"Mortimer please! Please stop crying...oh no, you're shaking, Mortimer this isn't good." Phoebe tried to tell him, but he wasn't listening at this point.
A blood curling scream ripped his throat as he fell to the ground, "My Bella...he did this to her, h-how could he?"
"I know." Phoebe whispered, trying to calm him down.
"I-I can't do this...I can't watch her being hurt like this." He cried, and Phoebe wrapped her arms around him, "Ssh, it's ok Mortimer...it's ok. She's in a safe place now."
Days went by and they collected more and more evidence. The worst part was having to see Bella go through so much. He wished that he could have helped her, but he knew that she was ok now, that he would see her one day.
"Are you ready to go home, to tell the court what really happened to Bella?" Phoebe asked.
Mortimer nodded, he felt exhausted, "I'm ready."
Once she transported him she gave him a hug, "My job is done here. I hope you do her justice Mortimer...it was really fun getting to know you."
They stared at it each other for what seemed like an eternity, "Likewise...don't be a stranger ok?"
Phoebe laughed, "Ok."
And with that, she flew on her broom and took off, back to Belladonna Cove, her hometown.
Stay tuned for more episodes.
I hope you enjoyed this, sorry I kind of writers block so it might not be that good.