1.2 Dirty Laundry pt 1

Author’s note:  I didn’t initially want this chapter broken into two parts, but it was much to long to fit in one chapter.  This chapter is a day later than I said it would be.  I apologize.  I was lazy yesterday.  Hope you enjoy it anyways. 🙂

This chapter is Rated R.  Adult Situations, and language.  Read at your own risk.


“Ugh I feel like hammered shit.” Zoe sat up from the couch, and opened her eyes slowly, squinting at me painfully.  It was horrible, but I had to laugh.   She looked like a hot mess with her eye makeup smeared across her cheeks making her resemble a raccoon with bad hair.   I took a tissue from the box on the coffee table and handed it to her wordlessly.


“So how did your meeting with the Investigator go?” Zoe yawned, looking totally disinterested in my answer, but it was nice she was making an effort to care about my personal life.

“Expensive.” I said, pressing my lips together in a thin line.  “And there is no guarantee she’s even in the area anymore.  This whole thing could be a huge waste of time, and money.”  She could have died a long time ago,  I thought, keeping that thought to myself, even though it was a huge probability that my mother could have died from a dug overdose.

I shook my head as if to rid my mind of all my depressing thoughts.  I changed the subject quickly announcing, “I don’t even want to think about it anymore.  You are right. I am boring.  We should go out.”

Zoe cracked open an eye and stared at me incredulously.  “Well holy shit.”  She leaned forward with a grin, all traces of her hangover seemed to disappear in a quick instant.  “For real?”


“It’s time I start acting like a 19-year-old, and get a life of my own.” I stood up,  Zoe looking me up and down a slight frown on her face.  “What?” I asked wondering if I had suddenly grown another head, or had toilet paper hanging from my shoe.  I scanned myself nervously, looking for any flaw that would warrant me such a look of disgust.

“If we are going to go out, then you need something new to wear.  No offense Madeline, but you look like a librarian…A boring one, not one of those sexy cute ones they use in porn.  No red-blooded male is going to give you a second glance.”  She yawned as if to demonstrate her point.  I gritted my teeth.


I looked down at my blue sweater and flowered dress, and crossed my arms across my chest.  “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing. This is one of my favorite dresses.” I said feeling surprisingly insulted.  “Besides, I’m not exactly rolling in cash at the moment, and shouldn’t be blowing my money on clothes.”  Like you do, I added silently.   “Besides. I wasn’t planning on wearing this dress anyways.  And if I’m just going to embarrass you then forget about it.”  Dammit, I thought, feeling my nose start to tingle, which ment I was going to start crying at any given moment.  You are an emotional wreck, I thought turning away, feeling my face crumple.


I whirled on my feet without another word to Zoe, not wanting her to see the tears that fell from my eyes.  I made it to my room and flung myself onto my bed, crying into my pillow like a damn child.  Pathetic, I thought.  I rolled over onto my back staring at the ceiling, hyper aware of how sensitive I had been lately.   Although I liked Zoe, some of the things she did could be extremely rude and off-putting.  I don’t think she even was aware of how she came across sometimes, but she could be rude, and a lot of the things she said hurt, even if they were partly true, I had to admit.


There was a slight knock on my bedroom door minutes later.  As usual, Zoe didn’t knock and let herself in.  I sat up, rubbing the tears from my eyes, but it was too late, she had already seen my teary display of emotion.

“Come to insult me some more?” I asked, spitting out the words like venom.  “Maybe you want to insult my hair next?  Maybe my choice in movies?  The fact that I’m 19 years old and don’t have my driver’s license yet?” I threw up my arms.  “I’m an easy target, so get if off your chest now.”

I turned to look out the window trying not to cry.


The bed dipped down as Zoe sat down beside me.  I turned to glare at her wishing she would just go away.  I wasn’t aware I had passed out invites to my pity party.

“Madeline, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.  I know I can be a little brash sometimes–”

“You think?” I barked out, interrupting her, narrowing my eyes and meeting hers directly.  Zoe at least had the good grace to look ashamed.

“Alright, I suppose that was fair.  But my heart is in the right place.  I want you to come  out and have some fun, maybe meet a guy.  I’ve never met anyone who needs to get laid as much as you do.” Zoe shook her head.  This is supposed to make me feel better? I thought feeling hurt all over again.  Thank god she doesn’t know I’m a virgin, or I’d never hear the end of it.

Zoe grabbed my hands in hers, and ran her hands through  my hair gently.  “There I go again.  What can I say? I’m adorably tactless.” She attempted at apologizing.  I wouldn’t say adorably, I thought moodily.

“Oh Maddy.  I hate you being mad at me.” She pouted.   “Please let me take you out.  I’ll do your hair and makeup you’ll feel so much better.”

I looked into Zoe’s big grey eyes, that were limpid and begging for forgiveness.  She looked like a dog who had just chewed up a pair of new shoes, and knew he was in trouble.  Total puppy dog eyes.  I was a sucker for puppy dog eyes.   “Oh fine.  I forgive you.  I’ll go out with you.”  I just hope I don’t end up regretting it, I thought silently.



Two hours later I stood before Zoe nervously, tottering on a pair of her sky-high heals.  “I don’t know about these shoes.” I chewed my lower lip nervously.  “I’m going to end up breaking my ankle.”

“You look hot.  Those shoes make your legs go on for miles.  Any guy is going to want those legs wrapped around his face.” Zoe winked at me, causing me to blush down to the very roots of my hair.

“Zoe!” I scolded her, once again shocked by how crude she could be.

“Oh Madeline.  You act like were going to the nunnery, and not a dance club.  Quit being such a prude and let go a little.  You might like it.”  She winked at me again.  I doubt that.


Zoe sighed and looked me up and down.  “I’m so proud of how you look tonight, girl.  We are going to have a blast.  And if you go home alone tonight, then I’ve failed at my job.” She rested a hand across her chest, and gazed at me like a mother would during their child’s graduation ceremony.


Minutes later we climbed into the backseat of a cab and headed toward town.


The sun was just beginning to set, and as the cab sped through the seats I could feel my heart pounding.  The club scene had never been my thing.  All through high school, I had been the good girl, with the good grades who dreamed of one day being a writer.  When other kids my age were going to school dances, I was at home with my nose stuck in a book, finding comfort within its pages.  I was worried I would stick out like a sore thumb at the club.  I was starting to have serious doubts about tonight…


The music was pounding so loud, that even through the front entrance doors I could hear the bass from the sidewalk.  Zoe leaned close, her excitement evident all over her face.  This is what Zoe lived for, the loud music and excitement.

“Just stay with me Zoe.  The doorman knows me, we wont even have to wait in line.”  Sure enough, the door man waved us past the crowd of club goers waiting to go inside.  We entered while they grumbled and bitched, the females shooting us evil looks, while the men looked us up and down like we were pieces of meat dangling before a starving man.

“It’s great to be hot.” Zoe practically screamed at me once we got inside.  She pushed up her breasts and nudged me.  “Sure beats waiting in line huh?”

I turned back to look back at the line, getting longer by the minute, feeling an odd mix of guilt and pride for getting to skip to the front.  “I guess so.” I screamed back at Zoe above the noise of the room.


“Lets go get a drink.” Zoe grabbed my arm, not bothering to hear my reply and tugged me over to the bar.  “We shouldn’t even have to buy our own drinks tonight.  I swear being hot is a great money saver.”  Zoe tossed her pony tail off her shoulders and gave the bar tender one of her sexiest looks.  I watched curiously as she licked her lips, and looked down at the glossy bar top, then back up again to meet his eye.


“First drinks are on the house.” The bar tender winked at us.  “What will it be gorgeous?”

Zoe nudged me in the ribs, and hissed,  “he’s talking to you dumbass.  Madeline, get your head out of your ass.”

Gorgeous.  I blushed again, hating the way my face felt while I blushed.  I didn’t feel gorgeous, I felt like an alien creature in someone else’s clothes and shoes, trying too look like I belonged.  But, it was a compliment, and it would be rude not to accept it.  I smiled at the bar tender.

“I uh.  Will have whatever she’s having.” I said lamely, not sure what to order.

The bar tender turned to Zoe, and gave her a questioning look.  “Two sex on the beach.” She licked her lips.  “Heavy on the sex…” She winked at the bar tender again, leaning forward to rest her ample breasts on the bar counter.  She was shameless, and even I was amused.


The bar tender slid the drink across the counter, true to his word not charging us a cent.  I looked at the yellow concoction like it was going to bite me in the ass.  I drank once before at a high school party, not enough to get drunk mind you, but I still got caught, and ever since then the thought of drinking had left a sour taste in my mouth, especially finding out my mom was a heavy drinker, drug user, and prostitute.

“Cheers.” I said tossing my hair over my shoulders enjoying the way it felt tumbling down my back.  I tossed the liquid back enjoying the way it burned down my throat.  I licked my lips.  It was good.


Three drinks later and I was feeling a little buzzed.  A warm, fuzzy feeling seemed to spread out from my stomach enveloping me in a bubble of drunken happiness.  Zoe was right.  I did need this.  We danced together, my movement boneless and erotic.  I was aware of the stares we were getting from the men in the club, and the looks of envy from their girlfriends.  I enjoyed it.

“I call dibs on the guy in the white T-shirt.” Zoe giggled leaning in close so I could hear her over the pounding speakers.”  I looked over to find him staring at us, even while he had the attention of a pretty red-head in a gold dress.  The red-head saw us staring and fixed us both with a gaze that should have turned us to stone.


“But I think he already has a girlfriend.” I told Zoe, holding onto her arm for support, the drinks giving me a case of the wobbles, or maybe it was the shoes…

“So?” Zoe laughed.  “I’m much hotter than she is.  How much you wanna bet he leaves with me at the end of the night?”

Zoe stared at him like a cheetah going in for her prey, and sauntered over to him touching his arm and drawing her toward him, her breasts grazing his arm.

“Want to dance?” She didn’t await his answer, instead choosing to grind her lithe body against his, while the red head’s face turned red.  She looked like a rocket about to go off at any second.


“Excuse me?” The red-head stepped forward with a glare of her blue eyes.  “We were dancing.  Back off skank.”

Zoe stepped forward within an inch of the red-head’s face.  “I dare you to call me a skank again, bitch.” She narrowed her eyes, in a silent dare.

“Whatever, you can have him.” The red-head gave a snort of disgust and backed off, and Zoe claimed her prize, leaning forward pressing her lips against White T-shirts lips.  He didn’t pull away.

Despite of myself I was impressed.  Zoe definitely had a huge set of balls on her…



Much to Zoe’s delight, Mr. White T-shirt, whose name turned out being Tanner, of course had a friend.  I wasn’t fond of being set up, and despite the amount of drinks in my system, I still found it hard to over come my shyness.  Zoe directed us to one of the VIP rooms, and I sat as far away from him as I possibly could, instead choosing to stare at the fish tank built into the wall like it was the most fascinating thing on earth.

Zoe, ever the center of attention launched into a story, that had both the guys laughing.  Finally Tanner turned toward me, fixing me with a lop-sided smile, that probably made most woman wet their panties.


“So what’s your story cutie?” He asked, leaning forward fixing me with that smile.

I blushed.  “I don’t have one.” I looked down at my lap, looking at my finger nails, wishing I would have repainted them as they were looking a little chipped.  “I’m boring.” I finally said, and laughed lightly.  Zoe glared at me, I was stealing her thunder.  I felt myself whither a little bit.  There was nothing Zoe liked more than attention, and she had to have it focused on her at all times.

“Oh I doubt that.” Tanner said scooting a little closer toward me on the love seat.


That caused me to receive another dirty glare from Zoe.  Her eyes met mine and narrowed as if issuing me a challenge.  I don’t want him Zoe, I thought, feeling my heart start to pound.  He’s all yours.  I opened my mouth to tell her that when Zoe grabbed Tanner by the arm and leaned forward with hate in her eyes.

“She’s right.” She laughed cruelly.  “She is boring.  I practically had to beg her to come out tonight.  She spends most of her days inside typing on her stupid lap top, thinking she’s going to be a famous author one day, and when she’s not doing that, she’s mooning over her drug addict prostitute of a mommy.” She pouted and looked at me triumphantly, as if daring me to say something back.

My eyes widened and I suddenly felt sober as a judge.  How on earth could Zoe just throw out my private dirty laundry for all to see, without so much as a care in the world, I thought feeling my eyes well up with tears.  I gritted my teeth.  I told her that stuff in the most strict of confidence.  I stung at her betrayal, like tiny shards of ice had shredded my heart.

Tanner leaned back into Zoe’s embrace, and Zoe met my eyes boldly as issuing a challenge that said, I always get what I want, no matter who I hurt.  I felt a tear slide down my face.  Clearly, Zoe did always get what she wanted, even at the cost of hurting a friend.


I stood up feeling wobbly, the room suddenly titled.  I smiled at Tanner and his friend, who I didn’t get his name, politely.  “It was nice to meet you guys.” I said stiffly, wanting to get out of the VIP lounge before I could cry and embarrass myself further.

The sounds of Zoe’s laughter as I walked away sounded like the final nails in the coffin of our friendship.


I made a quick beeline for the bar knowing deep down I should call a taxi instead.  But all I wanted was to feel the happy numbness enter my body once again.  I didn’t want to think about my problems anymore.  I wanted to forget Zoe and Tanner, my prostitute of a mother, and all my other problems, that seemed to be growing bigger by the minute.  Truly the world around me was full of shit, and I just wanted to forget all of it, at least for the night.  I hailed the bar tender.  “Keep em’ coming.” I pointed down at the bar counter top.

I slammed them down one after another until I no longer could feel much of anything but blessed numbness…



“Shit.” I mumbled holding onto the wall as I fumbled my way down the dark hall several drinks later, the red flashing lights in the club making me feel dizzy.  “Where is the damn bathroom.” I squinted at the sign, not sure if the sign read male or female, the words were so blurry that I just didn’t care.  I opened the door, and promptly fell, reaching out my arm to grab onto the slick tile.  I looked up to find Tanner and Zoe against the wall.  Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her tights pulled down so her bare ass rested against the gun-metal grey tile.  By the sounds of their grunts it was clear they were having sex.


Way to keep it classy, Zoe. I thought leaning against the wall to pull myself up.  The minute I stood, my hand on the door knob to leave the bathroom, a wave of nausea welled up from the pit of my stomach.  I clasped a hand over my mouth and raced for the bathroom stall…


I barely made it in time before I vomited into the toilet, over and over again.  I rested my throbbing head on the cool toilet seat wishing the floor would just open me up and swallow me whole.

“I’m going to cum.” I heard Zoe whisper urgently, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh caused another round of vomiting.  I heard Tanner grunt once as he climaxed and then the sound of a zipper going up a minute later.  Zoe was laughing.  “Someone doesn’t know how to handle their alcohol.” She said spitefully.  A second later the door swung shut, and I thankfully was alone to wallow in my own misery.

I rested my head back down against the cool toilet seat, aware of how disgusting it was.

I knew going out with Zoe was a mistake, just a long list of mistakes I’ve made recently.  I should have never have left home.  A tear made its way down my cheek, I watched it drop into the toilet water.  A minute later I passed out.



61 thoughts on “1.2 Dirty Laundry pt 1

  1. Oh, no. She passed out in the bar bathroom. Let’s hope that someone rescues her and keeps her safe since we know that Zoe is so totally not her friend and won’t lift a finger to help her now. I hope that Madeline and Zoe don’t live together much longer. Zoe is not a good influence on Madeline and I can’t imagine them salvaging their budding friendship after tonight either.

    • Passing out in the bathroom sounds like the worst place to pass out I can think of. I can’t even begin to imagine how filthy the floor must be. Yes, Zoe is clearly not her real friend, she definitely shown her real colors tonight. >.< Thanks so much for reading!!!

  2. This is bad, like really bad… I want to kill that little *****!!!! *Rampage mode* I really, really do! >_< that little evil twitch that deserve to burn in hell for what she have done! Okay, I'm gonna try to cool down, but people like that I hate more than anything! Being friendly, then becoming a freaking witch… no cool. I just hope that things turn out better now after that accident, so I'm gonna cross my fingers now :3 This chapter was really good, even though those horrible things happened. Madeline is slowly nestling herself into my heart here ❤

    • LOL. Rampage mode. (Giggles) Zoe is a jealous mean little snit, who when the attention isn’t focused on her she gets jealous and doesn’t care who she hurts to make herself look good. I’m glad you liked the chapter. Thanks so much for reading and commenting!!

  3. Well she sure is a cunt isn’t she? That Zoe needs to have something banged more than her private parts like how about her head! Goes to show you can’t trust nasty people lol. Well she doesn’t need Zoe and I hope she goes and gets her own place.

  4. Ohh jeez.. Zoe has quite the personality, doesn’t she? XD She seems fun, but maybe a little too crazy for Maddy hahaha MADDY, NO.. GET YOUR HEAD OFF THAT TOILET SEAT… YOu don’T KNow WHO’S BEEN IN TEHRE *screams* I hope she feels okay in the morning >_<
    Ugh, your Sims are always so good looking. I love looking at them all ^_^

    • LOL yeah, Zoe is full of personality, but she can be quite nasty and spiteful as well. Maddy needs to have fun, but she doesn’t need someone like that. And yeah, head on a toilet seat at a dance club…shudders…I can only imagine. And yeah, I try to make good looking sims, I’m much better with females then making good looking men. I’m allergic to ugly sims. All ugly townies are nuked on sight, or given drastic extensive makeovers until they look decent. I swear when you have a lot of CC in your game you never know what kind of horrific townies the game will generate to plague your town with its ugly. Thanks for the comment!

  5. zoe is a real bitch. madeline needs to find another roommate. if that was me i would have kicked her ass all across that bar.

    • Zoe is a bitch. She’s a mean drunk, and you are right. I would be looking for new digs asap, which isn’t the easiest either. Poor Madeline was too drunk to kick Zoe’s ass, but she does deserve an ass whoopin’ Thanks for the comment love

  6. Now, seriously, what’s the matter with that girl?! I meant Zoe, of course! At first, I just thought she meant well in spite of her being one hell of a bigmouth! But after what happened in the last scene, it’s clear she’s nothing but a real bitch! >:-( And an incredibly bad influence for someone as gullible as Madeline! I do hope she finds another place to live in no time…

    Good update :D.

    • Deep down Zoe is very insecure, but covers it up well. She is jealous of Madeline, and uses her sharp words to make herself feel better. She hasn’t been a very good friend to Madeline at all. Thanks so much for the comment!

  7. I have been eagerly awaiting this! ❤ Great update, and such brilliant use of poses! I'm still praticing with pose player myself, and struggle not to make scenes look too forced or silly.

    "Any guy is going to want those legs wrapped around his face.” <– Haha, I love how blunt Zoe is! Madeline's makeover was lovely~

    Zoe makes me laugh but daaaamn that girl is a nasty bitch!

    • Awww thanks! I’m so happy you like the story so far. 🙂 Poses can be hard to use, you are so right. Sometimes it is a fine line between looking good, or too staged. I wish the game itself had better body mechanics. When i’m trying to get a shot of people talking on the couch, I find myself annoyed by the hand gestures and facial expressions they use. Its annoying. Who talks like that seriously? Ugh. That’s why I use so many poses. LOL. And yes, Zoe is a nasty bitch. Keepin it classy, screwing in a public bathroom. Haha. Thanks for reading!

    • Yep. Zoe is a bitch. lol Yeah, its not very classy of Madeline to pass out on the bathroom floor. Only slightly more classy then Zoe screwing a near perfect stranger in the bathroom. haha. Thanks for reading, glad you like the story so far!

  8. Yup. This is why I do not trust women. Not even a tiny bit. They have to gain my trust. So me, as a girl, if I saw my friend, who I brought to the club with me, after helping her get dressed up and pretty, talking to the guy I liked, would be a little annoyed, cause who wouldn’t. BUT I would at least look at my friend and see does she really like him? Or is she just talking to him? I can tell the difference between flirting and just talking. Talking doesn’t warrant an all out war on the friendship. Jesus Christ. *punches Zoe in the face, then drop kicks her out of the club*

    • Exactly. I feel the same way. Its why I don’t have many close female friends, because most will turn on you in a second. I do have some good female friends I know would never behave like that. Zoe is the type of girl that I hate, who gives the rest a bad name. I get feeling jealous, but she could clearly say that Madeline wasn’t interested one bit in him. She had no right to air out her dirty laundry like that in front of strangers. LOL Zoe DOES need to be punched in the face. She’s a fake friend, I hate people like that. >.< lol thanks for reading and commenting. ❤

  9. Wow. I’m not surprised that Zoe is jealous of Madeline – Madeline is real whereas Zoe is as fake as they come. Unfortunately girls like Zoe never learn and end up sad and lonely in the end. I sure hope Madeline is OK. Passing out in public toilets? YUCK! Makes me feel slightly ill just thinking about it! Great chapter!! ❤

    • Yes, exactly! Zoe is fake. The worst kind. The minute she feels threatened she will turn on you in a heart beat. I know people like that sadly. ugh, yes, passing out in the bathroom….in a public bathroom no less, is the worst place to possibly do that. I cant imagine the crap on that floor….maybe literly. Thanks for reading and commenting!

    • Zoe does need a dose of Karma, and eventually it will happen. Yes, Madeline will be looking for a new place to live, but it might prove a little difficult. 🙂 Thanks for reading!!

  10. Poor Madeline.. I can only imagine how nasty that floor must be considering it’s a place where it’s clearly okay that people are banging each other in a restroom Yuck. Hopefully she’ll learn to trust her instincts from now on.

    • I also would have punched Zoe for what she did, but Madeline is very passive and doesn’t have a lot of self confidence yet. She has a lot of growing up to do still. 🙂 Thanks for reading!!

  11. Good friend in Zoe, certainly. Best to leave her far behind. (I had one of those friends once… once!)
    I think Madeline found her way to the mens’ toilet, and now, who will find her there? I can’t imagine ever finding a Knight in Shining Armour in the mens’ toilet at a bar. Who knows though? Maybe there is a good guy out there who was coerced into going out by his friends. haha…..She will have one killer headache when she wakes up.

    • I have also had friends like Zoe. I’m glad I ditched them like a bad habit. And yes, I can’t imagine finding a knight in shining armour in the mens bathroom either, but there is more to him then you know. 🙂 Thanks so much for reading and commenting!! 🙂

  12. Zoe is a horrible friend! Maddy definitely needs to find a new roommate! Passing out in a public bathroom is terrible…hopefully no warm comes her way! Great chapter!

    • Zoe is a shitty friend. If there was an award for the worst friend in the world Zoe would be the blue ribbon baby. She needs a new roommate, and to make smarter life choices. Thanks for reading!

  13. Well how about that. That damn skank hoe! True story? I totally had that happen to me once. Went out with some “friends” who completely let me down that night. Learned my lesson well. If I don’t consider you one of my best friends, I’m not going ANYWHERE with you. Not even dinner.

    • ROFL. Yes, she is a skank hoe! Yikes, I’m sorry that happened to you. I’ve been in kind of a similar situation, although it didn’t end the same way. Thanks so much for reading and commenting!

  14. Wow… Poor girl. Wtf is Zoe’s problem. Seriously. I’m not the type of girl to cry.. I would have beat the ever loving shit out of her, right there….

    No wonder everyone thinks I’m angry.

    • Zoe is a bitch. An insecure jealous bitch, the worst of the worst. She gets off on others misery and torment. I too, would probably have beat the living shit out of Zoe. I hate people like her. LOL, thanks for the comment!

  15. Zoe is awful. I hope that Maddy finds someone better to hangout with… and I few so bad for her! I admit she does need some friends to chat with and help her deal with the situation, but passing out drunk in the bathroom isn’t the way to find those friends.

  16. I knew Madeline going out with Zoe was a mistake too before I even finished reading. Didn’t she JUST go out? Zoe should at least rest a day lol. I feel like Madeline felt like she needed to prove herself to Zoe, like she was “cool” enough to be her friend. Omg if I read Zoe call herself hot one more time I’d die lol, she is far from it. Has she looked at herself in the mirror? I guess that’s why she’s such a bitch. Poor red-head. I wish she’d have put up more of a fight, oh well. That was lower than lower of Zoe, she felt so threaten she had to throw Maddy under the bus like that? I hope Maddy gets her own place or calls off this nonsense and goes back home soon.

    • LOL Yes, Zoe is a party animal, she lives for the excitement, and definitely thinks that big boobs = hotness, and thinks more highly of herself then she really is. Thanks so much for commenting!

  17. I had to laugh at Zoe, she is a hoodrat! Madeline was looking good! I think Zoe is insecure when it comes to Madeline, Madeline seems like she has more going on than Zoe, she cleans up better as well. Zoe is funny though. If I was that red head, I would have slapped her across the mouth, LOL. Ugh and getting it on in the dirty bathroom? I hope she washes her ass. Great chapter!

    • LOL Yeah Zoe is a hoodrat. Madeline does clean up nicely, much nicer then Zoe, which caused Zoe to experience jealousy. Zoe knows deep down she isn’t that attractive, but she has a nice body and uses that to her advantage, plus she gives her body away for free to anyone who is willing. She thinks that will make her more attractive–it doesn’t. Yeah the bathroom sex scene, gives me the wiggins! Yuck.

  18. Zoe is a total biatch. I was excited for Maddie to have a might out and I’m pissed that Zoe ruined it… Hopefully Maddy can find a new room mate quickly, preferably one with abs of steel and cheekbones to die for :p

  19. Gah! Now I remember all the reasons Zoe irked me. She got Madeline all made up and built her up just to trash talk her and abandon her and just… bleh! Zoe does not win the friend of the year award.

    • Deep down Zoe is a jealous spiteful person and was just jealous over the fact Madeline was getting more attention then she was. Little snake. Thanks for commenting Ally!

  20. I knew it was a bad idea for Madeline to go out with Zoe. Zoe is not much of a friend, she’s just a spiteful jealous person. Couldn’t she tell the difference between talking and flirting? After all it was Tanner who started talking and moving towards Madeline not the other way around. What gave her the right to tell Madeline’s life story? Someone needs to put her in her place but I don’t think Madeline is going to be able to do it.

    • Zoe is a shitty person, and an even worse friend. It’s not that she can’t tell the difference between flirting and talking, she’s just jealous of Madeline period. Thanks for commenting!

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A Sims 3 Story Of A True Diva

The Life & Times of the Willows

When evil has a pretty face.

Future of the Fae

A Sims 3 Supernatural Legacy

The Harley Legacy

A Sims 3 Legacy Story...

Our Lives are Better Left to Chance

Dont let me be lonely tonight...

The Cortez Legacy

Love Transcends All

Dustland Fairytale

Out where the dreams are high, out where the wind don't blow, out here the good girls die and the sky won't snow

Iomai's Sims 3 Stories

A Blog For My TS3 Non Legacy Matter

The Withersby Legacy

From the 100 Girls Legacy Challenge

The Torres Legacy

Secrets have a way of getting out


Just another WordPress.com site

The Ballentine Legacy

Woah... it's a Sims 3 Legacy!

Moonlight and Sims

Where Sims 3 meets historical fiction

The Collier Legacy

A Sims 3 Legacy Challenge

The Darroch Legacy

A Sims 3 Legacy blog

The Solis Legacy

A Sims 3 Legacy Challenge

My Darling

Sims 3 bring me to life challenge (may not be suitable for younger readers.)

Bookworm Saffi

The ramblings of a Bookworm

The Legacy of the Xavier's

A Story Of A Man, A Dog, and Their Legacy

The King Family Legacy

A sims 3 Family Legacy Story

The State Legacy

A Sims 3 Blog

Random Branches

a Differences in the Family Tree Challenge

Late Knight Simmer

I write Sims 3 stories in my spare time.


Stories I wrote based on the game TS3

Champs les Sims

I still can't think of a better name...

The Black Occultist

A SimComix Story

Sim Stories

Stories from the Sims 3

The Taylor Legacy

A Sims 3 & 4 Legacy Story

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