1.22 Generation one Finale PT 3

This chapter is Rated R (Language, and one disturbing scene, and violence.)

Author’s note:  Sorry for the length of this chapter. Kudos to anyone who can actually read through it. 🙂



Bright early morning light streamed in through the thin slots between my blinds, even visible through my closed lids.  I groaned, wanting to hold onto the last fading remnants of my dream.  I stretched luxuriously on top my sheets, like a cat basking in the heat after a long cat nap.  My hand automatically stretched out beside me.  Instead of feeling warm skin and Mika’s taunt muscular chest I felt nothing but the cotton sheets beneath my hands.

It hit me all at once.  This was my wedding day, and Mika wanted to be as traditional as possible, and spend our last night apart before being reunited at the altar.  I had laughed and told him that our relationship had been anything but traditional, so why start now, but I could see that it was important to him.

“Mika, it’s silly to be apart the night before our wedding.” I had said the night before, having lost him once, it filled me with anxiety every time he was away from me.  Mika had taken my face in his hands and leaned his forehead against mine, his breath mingling with my own.

“It’s just one night.  This is important to me.” Mika had smiled at me, his dark eyes twinkling.  I had felt my knees weaken like they always did as a result of his lop sided grin.

“Will you miss me?” I had asked feeling an unexpected lump rise in my throat. I had to blink fast to keep the tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks.  I had been an emotional wreck lately, the pending nuptials had been taking its toll on me.

“Every day.” Mika had smiled, than kissed me in such a way that my toes had curled…


The silence in the house was deafening.  The twins were staying with my grandmother, and Mason was thrilled to get some time with his niece and nephew.  Seeing how good he was with them filled me with such pride that I felt like I could burst apart at the seams.  I missed them more than words could say, but I knew my twins were in good hands and were probably being spoiled rotten.

I shoved my feet into a pair of fuzzy black slippers and padded over to the window, lifting the blinds and opening the curtains wide, letting in the early morning sunlight.

Just as the weatherman had forecasted, today was going to be a beautiful day.  Perfect for a beach side wedding.  I smiled.  I couldn’t wait to meet Mika at the altar.


As I stood staring out the window I couldn’t help feel relaxed, and I prayed that this day would go off without a hitch.  I watched the sun rise over the bridge spilling the sleepy Maine town in its warm glow, and couldn’t help but feel grateful for the amazing life that I had been given….


Yawning loudly, I made my slow journey down to the kitchen, pausing briefly outside of Addison and Aidan’s room.  I held my hand momentarily against their door, imagining I could hear their babbles and coos.  I wiped a tear from my eye, and forced myself not to feel sad.  This was a day of happiness, and I was determined that this day would be nothing less than perfection, the day that Mika and I were finally to be married, when life had done its best to keep us apart.

The coffee pot on the counter bubbled and steamed, and finally the rich odor of coffee filled up the kitchen making my mouth water.  Coffee always had its way of making everything better.


A knock on the door made me jump almost spilling coffee down my pajama clad front.  I set my mug down quickly and chided myself for how careless I was. Third degree burns wouldn’t look good with my wedding gown.  I looked quickly at the clock and smiled.  Right on the dot.  I was worried after last nights wedding rehearsal that ran a little late, that Melody and Mackenzie would be a little late, but I guess Melody was taking her role of Maid of Honor seriously.


“Aren’t you excited?” Melody buzzed around my small living room, throwing her purse in the corner along with her garment bag.

“Nervous.” I admitted, sitting on the couch and rubbing my tired eyes, wishing the coffee buzz would hit.

“I can’t wait to get married…” Melody trilled looking extremely sentimental with a far off gaze in her blue eyes.  “Getting to be the center off attention, wearing a gorgeous designer gown, with one hundred of your closest friends and family there to share in your happiness.”

“Not exactly helping, Mel.” I laughed.  “I’ve never been much for being the center of attention.”

“Just picture everyone in their underwear.” Mackenzie chimed in helpfully.

“Let’s not.” Melody rolled her eyes looking annoyed, and slightly disturbed.


“I’d like to picture Mika’s brother in his underwear.” Mackenzie laughed, setting down the mascara wand and pretended to swoon.  “What a hottie.  Is he single?  Please tell me he’s single!”

“He’s single, but remember guys, you can’t say anything about him stripping at my bachelorette party.  I promised him I wouldn’t.” I said biting my lip nervously.  I knew Melody could keep a secret, but Mackenzie wasn’t exactly known around town for being able to keep her mouth shut.

“Mika doesn’t seem like the jealous type. It’s not like we hired his brother on purpose.” Mackenzie rolled her eyes.

“It’s not that, its complicated ok? Just promise me you wont say anything.”  I stared into her eyes through the mirror as she stood behind me starting to work on my hair.

“Oh fine. I won’t.  But put in a good word for me with him, alright?  I’ve dated all the men in this shitty little town, and it’s nice to have some fresh meat around here.” Mackenzie grinned at me again through the mirror.  She reminded me of a hungry tiger on the hunt for her prey.

As Mackenzie got to work on my hair, I couldn’t help but notice Melody had been quiet, which was unlike her.  She sat on the bed her hands folded neatly over her knees with a distant look in her eyes.  I know Melody would never admit it, especially since her best friend had just publicly declared her intent as far as Mika’s younger bother was concerned, but I knew that she was interested in Matthew as well.  I knew Matthew well enough to know that Mackenzie wasn’t his type.  As gorgeous, bubbly and fun as Mackenzie was, the girl didn’t have two brain cells to rub together, and I knew that Matthew was looking for someone who was his intellectual equal.  The question was.  Was Melody his type?  Melody could definitely play the dumb blonde to the hilt, and for some reason seemed ashamed to show how intelligent and kind she really was.


“What do you think?” Mackenzie asked me nearly an hour later, after using what seemed like an entire industrial sized can of hairspray on my hair.

I looked into the mirror and smiled, turning my head side to side slowly.  I had to admit, Mackenzie definitely had a knack for hair and makeup.  I had never been a vain person, and at times in my life had struggled to appreciate my own beauty, but even I had to admit I looked stunning.  Just how every bride should feel on her wedding day.


“I’m so excited for you.” Melody said, her blue eyes filling up with tears.

“Thank you for sharing this day with me.” I felt my own eyes well up with tears.  Of all the many things in my life I was grateful for, Melody ranked right up there at the top.  She was not only my sister, but my best friend in the world.  I couldn’t think of a better person to be my maid of honor.

“You better not ruin my masterpiece.” Mackenzie scowled from the corner where she packed up her extensive makeup kit.  She pulled out a kleenex and handed it to me wordlessly.  “Here, hold this under your eye lashes, unless you want to look like a racoon.”

I laughed and dabbed at the corner of my eyes sniffing back the tears.

A sudden knock on the door made Melody frown.  I watched her strain to look out the window.  “I hope it’s not the limo, it’s still a little early to be heading to the hotel.”


I followed Melody down the stairs and watched her pull open the door.

Instantly, I felt as if someone punched me in my stomach.  My mother stood on the front porch looking sheepish.  Why today of all days?  Didn’t I have enough to deal with?

“Mom?” Melody breathed, her face paled, and I felt her tremble beside me. “What are you doing here?”

“Can I come in?” Melissa asked looking down at the floor.  I couldn’t help but notice right away how frail she looked.  She looked like a strong breeze could knock her over.  Her once lustrous hair was streaked with grey, and it was obvious she hadn’t dyed it in months.  Her natural hair color was closer to Melody’s than to my own, but more grey streaked through the dark hair dye than the blond.  I bit my lip, I would not feel bad for this woman.  Everything bad that was happening to her, she brought down upon herself.


“Really Melissa?  Today?  Of all days, you had to visit….Do you even know what day it is?” I asked hotly, feeling my face redden, and my eyes flash.

“I’m sorry.” Melissa whispered looking down at the floor once again, unable to meet my eyes, not that I could blame her.

Emotions swirled inside me like a tornado, bringing me back to the day where I met her for the first time.  I had been so excited and thought that maybe, just maybe there was hope to have a real relationship with the woman who had given birth to me.  Surely, such a woman who was raised by someone as loving and wonderful as my grandmother couldn’t be a monster?  How wrong I was.  I remembered how it felt to hear the woman who birthed me tell me that she wished she would have aborted me?  Did my life mean so little to her?

“You’re sorry?” I let out a laugh that sounded more like a bark that somehow got lodged in my throat.  “That’s it?  I’m sorry?” That’s all you have to say to me?” I felt Melody grab my arm, and her presence was like an anchor who brought me back to reality.

“Please hear her out.” Melody said at my side, her face streaked with tears.  I felt selfish, of course this was an emotional reunion for her as it was for me.

I stared into my sisters eyes shocked that she was so willing to listen to what our mother had to say for herself.  Here was a woman who had made our lives hell, and didn’t give a damn about anyone but herself and her next fix.

“You have ten minutes.” I straightened my spine and looked down at my mother, instinctively wanting to have the upper hand with her.


Melissa followed me to the back yard without a word, and for the longest time we just sat quietly.

“Well?” I finally snapped.  “Hurry and say what you came to say, then kindly get the fuck off my property and out of my life.”

I felt her flinch beside me, but I would not feel guilt for this woman.  Surely this was all a ruse to ruin my wedding.  Could she really hate me that much where she couldn’t bear to see me happy at all?


“I’ve been clean for two months now.” Melissa said, her voice barely above a whisper that nearly got snatched away by the wind that came off the ocean inlet.

I said nothing, I sat on the bench cold beneath my butt staring out over the water.  Did she expect a gold medal?  Maybe a gold star to stick on her wall chart?  Did she really expect that telling me this would make everything ok between us?

“I know…it doesn’t seem like a long time.” Melissa said quickly.  “But I’m really committed this time.”

I laughed harshly. “Sure you are Melissa.  Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

“How is my Mason?” Melissa asked turning towards me on the bench wringing her hands nervously.

“You have a lot of nerve asking about Mason.” I griped.  “You put him through hell and back.  Where were you when he needed you the most? A street corner?  Crack shack?  What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I deserve that.” Melissa said looking down once again at her hands as they shook in her lap.

I said nothing.

“Melody? Is she happy?” Melissa asked.

“She’s fantastic.” I said sarcastically.  “Aren’t we all?”

In that second I was that young hopeful girl anxious to meet her mother for the first time hoping that she’ d love me and want to be part of my life, but it was evident that she cared more about Melody and Mason then she would ever care about me.  I felt a tear streak down my cheek, and I couldn’t give a damn if it destroyed all of Mackenzie’s hard work.


“Madeline, I can never tell you enough how sorry I am for what I said to you.  You have no idea how often I’d repeat that in my head, over and over like a broken record.  You must think I’m a monster.  There is nothing I can say that will make you understand how it felt to see you after twenty years to show up in my doorway.  I knew it was you the second I laid eyes on you.  You look so much like your grandmother.” Melissa whispered.

I leaned forward feeling the tears gush down my face hot and fast.  I didn’t want to cry in front of this woman.  She didn’t deserve my tears, yet I couldn’t help myself.  “Why did you give me up?  Why could you keep Melody and Mason and not me? What was wrong with me that you couldn’t stand the sight of me?”

Melissa let out a sigh that seemed to echo in the stillness of the morning, and for a moment it was like the world paused with us. Even the birds were silent, and the only sound was the waves that lapped gently at the shore.

“What is the point talking about the past?” Melissa cried.  “All it does is bring up horrible memories.  It might make you feel better, but for me it brings nothing but pain.”

“It’s all about you Melissa.  It always was!  Once again, you wont talk about the past because it’s too painful for you.  Well who gives a shit?  You’ve said all you had to say now leave.” I growled, my fingernails digging into my palms so hard it hurt.

“I gave you up because of your father.” Melissa said finally.  My breath froze in my chest and for a few seconds, I was unable to move or breathe, fearful any movement no matter how slight would scare my mother from talking about my father…


“I met your father the summer after I had run away from home.  He was so handsome….” Melissa smiled wistfully, her eyes far off and distant.  “Like all the kids on the street, Ethan was running away from something.  Although what that was, he would never tell me, there were just some things to painful to talk about…”

“Ethan…” I whispered.  I finally had a name.  It wasn’t much, but it was a start.

“I fell so hard for him.  Ethan was….wonderful.  Good looking, Smart.  Kind.  The kind of man any girl would dream of having.   He saw me for who I really was on the inside.   He didn’t see the flawed terrified young girl that ran away from home, no, he saw something in me that I never believed was possible, a good person, someone deserving of love and happiness.  Ethan vowed he’d make an honest woman out of me, and even though he was just a street kid, he was determined that he would make something of himself and make me proud of him.  But I already was.  How could I not be?”


“When I became pregnant with you, I was terrified, and thought surely that this would be the event that would push Ethan away for good, we could hardly take care of ourselves, let alone a baby.  But Ethan…he was happy.  He couldn’t have been more excited to be a father.  We spent hours talking about how we would decorate your room, and what your name would be.” Melissa smiled, lost in her memories.  “He was the one.” She whispered.  Tears glimmered in her eyes, but did not fall.

“What happened?” I asked turning to face her, and for the first time, looking into her eyes.


“What always happens with my life.  It’s like I was never ment to be happy.” Melissa sighed and continued, her voice trembling.  “Ethan was determined to make a life for you and I, and would take any job he could to secure our future.

At this time, we were living in a tiny one bedroom apartment in the city.  It was such a shit hole, but it was all we could afford, but it was better than a life out on the streets.  You were only a few months old, but you were the apple of Ethan’s eye.  He doted on you, and at times I admit that I felt so jealous towards you, like he loved you more than he loved me.  I told Ethan this one day, and I’ll always remember what he said.  ‘The love you feel for your child is different, not better, just different, then the love you feel for your spouse.’ he then told me that it was like his heart doubled in size, and he wondered if it was even possible that he could love so much…”


“A few weeks later, Ethan was coming home from work, and I just had this horrible feeling come over me.  It was like I couldn’t breathe, and my entire body went cold.  I’ll always remember that moment for the rest of my life, no matter how many times I try to forget.

I left you in the crib and ran downstairs.  I didn’t know where I was going, all I knew was that something had happened to Ethan.” Melissa started quietly sobbing.  “Ethan was robbed, a few blocks from our apartment.  He had just gotten paid, and a couple of guys followed him home from the bank, and jumped him in the alley.  When he fought back, they shot him and left him for dead.  They killed him for three hundred dollars…” Melissa laughed bitterly, through gritted teeth.  Her green eyes full of so much grief that I couldn’t stand the sight of them. She looked up at me, her eyes blazing.  “He was dead before paramedics arrived.  I never got to say goodbye…”


“I lost the apartment.” Melissa continued with a sigh. “Without your father I couldn’t afford to live there anymore.  So it was back to the homeless shelter, this time, with you. Ethan’s child.  How it hurt to look at you.  Every time I saw your face all I could see was your father’s staring back at me.  I know how horrible it sounds, and I know how you must hate me, but I couldn’t stand the sight of you.

All I knew was that I desperately wanted to forget, and I couldn’t do that with you.  You were like this…tiny little reminder of everything that I had lost.  I met Melody and Mason’s father not long after Ethan’s passing.  I felt nothing for him, I didn’t feel anything but hate, and anger.  It was like I was numb inside, as if part of me had died.  David, was wealthy and completely taken with me and I just knew this was my chance to start over, he was my ticket for a way off the streets, even if I didn’t love him.  So I did the only thing I could do.  I took the bus home, a place I never felt as though I belonged, and left you with my mother, somewhere I knew you would be safe and loved.  I never looked back, until the day you showed up on my doorstep.”


I leaned forward in my chair and for a brief moment thought I was going to be sick.  Without looking at my mother, I stood and walked over to the dock rail, and leaned over staring into the ocean, looking down into its swirling depths.

I had always assumed that my father was some nameless John my mother had a one night stand with, and I had even once thought I could have been the product of rape.

Ethan, not only did my father have a name, but to find out he had loved me once, was all that I could bare.  How different my life could have been if only Ethan hadn’t been killed…


Soft footsteps echoed over the wooden dock planks approaching me from behind.  Her footsteps were hesitant.  I found myself angry at her approach.  Couldn’t she tell that I wanted to be alone right now?  Why did she wait until my wedding day to tell me all this?  Did she hate the sight of me this much, to want to see my day ruined?

“If you think that this makes everything OK between us, then you are sorely mistaken.” I snapped.  “Just because you were hurting doesn’t excuse what you did, and I want nothing to do with you.  You may have given birth to me, but a real mother would never have done what you did to me.  Ethan my father, would be disgusted with you.”  My words were like a poisonous arrow, aimed to seek and destroy.  I watched her face drain of color, and crumple with anguish, but I didn’t care.  How could I?


“I’m sorry.” Melissa whispered again and turned and began to walk away.

“Melissa…” I called out.  “You did one thing right you know.  Your mother is one hell of an amazing woman.  She loved me the way a mother should.  She may have not given birth to me, but she was my mother.  What you did to her was not only selfish, but shows that you have no heart.  Talk to her, please.  You owe her that.”

Melissa stiffened, and bowed her head momentarily.  Then she straightened her spine, and quickly walked away…


The minute my mother was out of sight, it was like I lost all feeling in my legs.  I crumpled to the bench where only minutes before I found out about my father and let the tears come hard and fast.

Of all the things I had imagined about my father, I never once entertained the thought that he once loved me.  I didn’t even know what he looked like, but my mother had once been a beautiful young woman, and I knew he had to be handsome to catch her interest.

How could you mourn for someone you don’t even remember?  No, I was mourning for what could have been.  I was mourning for the little girl who never knew her real father, who never got to experience the joy of riding her first bike with her father at her side, cheering her on, and picking her up when she fell off the bike, and urged her to try again.  I mourned for the little girl who never got to have her father tuck her in at night, and check under the bed for monsters, and kissing away the tears from her first broken heart.  I felt a tear slide down my cheek.  I had missed so much…


“Maddie?” Melody whispered.  I looked up through tear filled eyes, shocked to see her there.  Her hair done, makeup applied, and dressed in her bridesmaid gown.  How long had I been sitting here?

“Are you ok?” She asked softly, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.

“Not really?” I said truthfully.  “But I will be.”

“The limo is here…We need to get going.  Mackenzie has your gown ready.” Melody said.  “Do you want me to tell the driver we aren’t ready?  I can understand if you need a minute.”

“No, it’s not necessary  I’m ready.” I said softly.

And I was.


I hope that you liked this chapter. I had a lot of fun writing it, even though it was an emotional one.  With this generation coming to a close, I wanted to tie up every loose end I could.  Madeline’s father being one of those last dangling threads.  When Madeline first met her real mother for the first time, she asked about her father, but Melissa wasn’t willing to talk about him, and Madeline assumed the worst about him.  It doesn’t make what Melissa did right, and deep down I’m not sure if Madeline will ever be able to forgive, but at least she knows now that her father loved her once, and hopefully that will bring her some measure of comfort.

I’m working on the next chapter now, but sadly it’s going to be another lengthy chapter, with multiple view points, so please forgive me if it takes a little bit longer than usual.  I’m aiming for next week, but we’ll see how it goes.  Weddings are hard in The Sims, and I want to make sure that it’s perfect, well as perfect as I can manage that is. LOL.  Thanks, as always for reading and for those who comment, I read every one with a huge smile on my face. 🙂










41 thoughts on “1.22 Generation one Finale PT 3

  1. That’s really great she was able to get some information about her father! Maybe now she can move on peacefully with her life and gain some type of closure. I know that had to hurt her to hear about her father and why her mother gave her up. 😦 But the show must go on! LOL. Good luck setting up the wedding! I really hate doing weddings in the game, LOL.

    • Yes, OMG weddings suck so bad in the sims. I’m dreading this, and I predict lots and lots of poses just to keep the stupid sims in place. Thanks so much for reading Stormy!

      • Please,Please,Please write another chapter I Love this Story and wish Ethan could still be alive. P.S. Srry if I am a bit pushy!

    • Aww sorry that you almost cried. I guess i’ll take that as a compliment? But yes, at least she knows that her father wasn’t just a one night stand or someone who raped her mother, I think that would bring her some measure of peace. 🙂 I know it would me. Thanks so much for reading!!

  2. Hmm, I didn’t expect her mom to show up, and actually talk to her about things. I can’t decide if it was a good or bad thing, LOL. For Maddy, she obviously gets irritated at the very sight of her mother, and the “I wish I had aborted you” are some really harsh words. On the other hand, Maddy finally got to know that her father was a good man, and not some sleaze who left her mother pregnant and alone. I hope that she can focus on the positive parts of what Melissa told her so that she’s not in a bad mood during her wedding.

    I enjoyed that you gave some insight into Melissa, the previous chapters have just been other people’s views of her. Obviously, people who use drugs are usually trying to escape painful memories, so I knew Melissa was probably hurting somewhat, somehow, just didn’t know why at the time. Melissa’s story is so sad, that really sucks that Ethan got shot just because some dumb-ass wanted $300. :/

    • Yes, her mother has done and said some inexcusable things, that are hard to forgive, but on the up side, she did get to find out about her father, and maybe that will bring her a small measure of peace. It wont erace the past, but I think it does help, although I do admit, her mothers timing could have been better. I’m glad you liked the insight into Melissa, I enjoyed that part as well. 🙂 Thanks for reading!!

  3. The minute I saw Melissa walk in, I was like, “Oh crap. There’s gonna be a lot of emotions.” I guess I was right. I cannot wait for the next chapter. Clean for 2 months is improvement, but I can’t really say anything else about it. I bet the wedding will be beautiful. Speaking of wrapping up this generation, I finally got my legacy up and running! thedawnlegacy.weebly.com

    • Yay Congrats on starting your legacy! I hope it goes awesome. I’ll have to bookmark it and check it out as soon as I have some free time. 🙂 Yes, clean for two months isn’t a lot, but its a start, we’ll see if she sticks with it. Thanks for reading Parabee!

  4. Wow! What an emotional roller coaster. I’m glad Maddy knows the truth about her father but did her mom really have to show up on her wedding day. I wonder what made her choose this day and if she knew it was the Maddy’s wedding day. I’m sure it was for her own benefit but still bad choice. Now Maddy has to bottle it all up (again) and find her excitement and happiness for her wedding.
    I just hope those bottled up emotions don’t ruin a great day.
    YEAH!!! The wedding next post! I am sooooo excited to see it. I can’t wait. I hope everything cooperates and your life runs smoothly so you can get it out quickly 😀

    • I’m glad you asked that question. Yes, Madeline’s mom did choose this day to show up. Not because she’s an evil person, in her mind, she thought by providing her with info about her father would be some sort of gift to Madeline. Yeah, her timing royally sucks, but in her mind she thought she was doing the right thing. Thanks for reading!!

  5. I guess I’m too nice. I wanted to invite her to the wedding. I didn’t think she would forgive her right away, but maybe just give her a chance. I’m glad that we finally know why Melissa gave her up, and I love the flashbacks. I don’t know if you did it on purpose or not, but Melissa’s clothes look like they are from a different time period in some shots. Can’t wait for the next chapter!

    • LOL. Madeline wasn’t quite ready to extend a wedding invitation. She still has a lot of anger simmering below the surface. I’m glad you liked the flash backs. I love doing them! Yeah, I tried to pick clothes that looked a little older, I didn’t have many. I’m glad you noticed though 🙂 Thanks for reading!!

  6. I honestly don’t know what to do with all my feelings right now. I always wondered about Maddie’s father and Melissa’s past, but getting now and the way it was…. I just lost all my hate towards Maddie’s mother. I kinda understand a lot of her past, the pain and hurt. Of course I know why Maddie can’t forgive her, but Melissa did what she thought was right. I think things would been so much different if Melissa had decided to keep Maddie. This touched me much, but so much deeper and… I loved this. Sometimes selfish actions is the best, even if someone gets hurt. Cause Melissa wanted what was best for Maddie, even if it meant this and the crazy road everything took. And I just realized that I actually hope to see Riley and everyone else one last time again, just to get a closure on everything. But that’s way to much to ask for, so… ^^ I’m just happy to see Maddie and Mika finally getting married. Can’t wait to see how it will be. Oh my god, just one last thing; I seriously loved Mackenzie and her comment on Mika’s brother that hottie! XD …. And I just saw that you have a few characters on M…. XP Haha, omg so tired. Gonna stop now… X3
    ❤ Love, love this much!!! 😀

    • Ahhhh! Yeah the feelings, I know, I know. I had all sorts of feelings while writing this chapter. Melissa is a very flawed character, and she always seems to make the wrong decision in life, kind of like Madeline. Madeline is more like her mother then she’d like to admit. Melissa’s relevation about Madeline’s father didn’t excuse what she did, or make it right by any means, but it shows that she does, or at least did, had a heart and did what she thought was right at the time, and used drugs as a coping mechanisim. Thanks for reading dear! ❤

  7. I’m shocked. . .I never would have guessed that Melissa was going to visit Madeline right before the wedding. Wow! such a great way to tie up the lose ends though.

    So heartbreaking. I have never felt bad for Melissa. I just figured she was some messed up woman who never gave a crap about anyone. To learn that she did changes how I view her. I can understand why Madeline is still upset, but I can understand better why Melissa did what she did. But Madeline is right, Melissa needs to talk to her mom.

    I wonder if Melody invited her. . .Seems too big of a coincidence that she just showed up. But then, why would Melody want to do that on Madeline’s wedding day. Hmm?

    Such a heartfelt and heartbreaking chapter. Amazing job!

    • Thank you. 🙂 i’m glad you liked the chapter. I was nervous about it, and wondered how people would like it, but then I decided I liked it, and that was what matters. 🙂 I’m glad thats one more loose end I was able to tie up before this generation concludes. 🙂 Thanks so much for reading Sandy!

  8. I think it was the perfect moment to reveal the story behind Maddie’s birth! I can’t help but feel sorry for Melissa.She did make some really bad decisions along the way, but I think that Maddie will come to terms with everything eventually. Also, I can’t wait for Maddie and Mika’s wedding!

    • Yes, I admit that I too felt really bad for Melissa. It doesnt make what she did right, and she has a lot to be sorry for, but it does show that she has feelings and just did what she thought was right. People deal with grief differently, and sadly for Melissa she turned to drugs and gave her daughter away. 😦 Thanks so much for reading!

  9. Aww, Maddie looks so pretty ^_^ The girls were funny when they were talking about Mika’s brother hahaha that made me laugh.
    Ooooh I love the picture where Maddie and her mom are looking out on the dock/lake, that’s a nice one. I stared at it for a little bit before continuing XD
    I really wasn’t expecting her mom to show up O_O the nerve of that woman.. But, at the same time, I guess she came for good reasons and intentions, and that was to make up with Maddie. It’s good that she’s been clean, too!
    It was sad reading about Maddie’s dad, but it’s still nice to know how much he loved her.. To think about what could’ve been is pointless, and I’m glad Maddie realizes that and is still completely ready to marry Mika, even after that huge bomb her mother dropped on her.. Sheesh. Hahaha! Can’t wait for the wedding 😀

    • Glad you think she looked pretty. 🙂 The lighting from the time of day was horrible, and I couldn’t make the shots look how i wanted, but i figured people would get the point, and hopefully not look to closely at my awful pictures. LOL. If there was a sim photography class, I would so sign up for it. I need to learn how to take better screen shots, although some of them are alright I supose. I’m pretty tough on myself. LOL.

      Yeah, Madeline’s mother showing up was not the best moment she could have, that’s for sure. Madeline has a lot on her mind with the wedding, and that was the last thing she needed. However, Madeline has grown up a lot, and she’s not the same stupid selfish girl that she once was. She can move on from this. 🙂 Thanks for reading!!!

  10. Although Melissa’s timing was terrible, I’m glad she finally told Maddie the truth about her father and why she abandoned her as a baby. The fact that she’s been clean for two months is a step in the right direction. Now, although Maddie is mourning the childhood she lost, she at least can take comfort in knowing that she had a father who loved her very much. Of course, wedding days are tough on a bride who’s lost her dad when it comes time to walk down the aisle. Been there. Done that.

    • Yeah! I’m glad you picked up on that. Now that she knows the truth about her real father, its going to be a little bit more sad for her walking down the isle without anyone to give her away. 😦 Thanks so much for reading!

  11. bloody hell is nearly 1am O.o I have just read the entire generation 1. I began reading at 8…but having to deal with children wanting to be fed, tantruming about bedtime and then waking themselves up falling out of bed. (babysitting is a great job!)

    I am on the fence about Melissa. I mean Its good she has been clean for two months. And it is good she told Maddie the truth. But I am just not sure whether or not she is serious. Maybe Maddie rejecting her will cause her to return to drugs…

  12. Once again, another brilliant chapter! Even if Maddie wasn’t happy about Melissa showing up on her wedding day, I’m glad she did so we could learn about Ethan. An addict’s actions are difficult to understand, life just isn’t as black and white as Maddie wants to think. So many shades of grey …

    • Awww thanks! It makes me happy to know you enjoyed the chapter. I agree. An addicts actions are hard to understand, Melissa thought she was doing what was right…in her own little twisted way. Thanks for the comment! ❤

  13. I love your story read it in two days, All the feelings I teared up a lot the whole story was an emotional rollercoaster. I orignally thought Matthew was Mika dressed as the cop XD. I had a feeling Melissa would show up soon I felt bad for Maddie when they first met but now I feel bad for Melissa. Hope you update soon.

  14. Sooo good!!!

    Oh my god I cried so hard.
    I’m glad her mother told her that, and it was an ass move to do it on her wedding day, but from her perspective the fact that it was her wedding was probably the only thing that gave her the gumption to say it in the first place. Melissa is ashamed of what she’s done and I think she does love all her children in a way. Yes she’s done terrible things and been a terrible mother, but I think she does love them. I hope they find a way to forgive her some day. I really hope she stays clean and things do work out better for her.

    That’s not to say that I don’t understand why her kids might hate her, and have every right to feel that way. I just hope some day they can get past it….

    • Awww I’m sorry you cried. Aww 😦 Yea, it was totally an ass move to tell Madeline all this on her wedding day, but in Melissa’s twisted mind, she thought she was doing the right thing, she just has terrible timing. For sure. Thanks so much for reading, and I always love your insightful comments! ❤

  15. Btw In previous chapters Mika has orange eyebrows why are they now black? And Madeline has olive eyes now and not orange ones.

    • That’s weird, I’ve never changed her eye color before. Maybe different lighting? I dunno. The only time I can think of when they may have been different is when I used tears, which changed the eye makeup slightly and made the eyes look different. In my game they look hazel. It puzzles me why they are yellow in some peoples games. I like them anyways. They are different. 🙂 Thanks for inquiring about them though! I’ll have to look into it more. 🙂

  16. Wow, I hadn’t realised Melissa’s backstory was so tragic :’-(. To lose your child’s father in such a violent way… But still, it doesn’t justify what she did to her daughter (even if it was to her best interest), and now to tell her everything on her wedding day… um, let’s say it wasn’t the best idea. I hope Maddie has it in her to forgive her mother, though: it will give both of them great comfort.

    • Yeah Melissa didn’t have an easy life, and she had a reason for acting the way she did, even though it doesnt make it right. She did what she thought was best at the time, even if her reasons were a bit selfish. Melissa in her warped little brain thought telling her on her wedding day was a gift. Thanks for reading!!

  17. Ok I didn’t think I would care about Melissa but what happened to Ethan had the tears flowing. I do love a good drama story that gives me plenty of emotional shake ups.

    At least Maddie knows that at one point she was loved and wanted by both her parents. Her father was a good person that wanted to do right for his family. Her life would have been so different if he hadn’t been killed. I can see how that tragic event would have done a number on Melissa but I still don’t see how you can give up your child. I know she was grief stricken but it just seems like a heartless thing to do. Although it worked out for the best for Maddie being raised by her grandmother. I hope Melissa talks to Meredith.

    What a horrible thing to have dumped on you right before you get married? I hope Maddie can push this aside and enjoy her day!

  18. I’m glad that we finally have an explanation for why Melissa was able to keep Melody and Mason, but not Madeline. I always wondered about that and I have to admit I was kind of thinking along the same lines as Madeline–that her mother had been raped or something equally as awful and she’d been the result. I never thought to think that her father might have been murdered though. My heart goes for Melissa. It doesn’t excuse her choices, but it does help to understand her more.

    Although it sucks to have this news dumped on you right before the wedding, I am glad that she finally got to hear it.

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