Mine, Yours & Ours - Chapter 14
Beware some language under the cut.
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"Okay, Sandra, may I ask what's so important that you needed to come the night my first son was born?"
"Oh, that's right, Viviann told me you were expecting. You must be so happy."
"Yes, I am happy." said Pete, a little suspicious.
"Like you were with me... with us, I must say."
"Sandra..."
"Don't you remember how happy we were, Peter? You, me and the girls? When we went on vacation and literally never stopped laughing..."
"Sandra, please cut to the chase, I need to be with my wife."
"Yes, sorry, your wife... once I was your wife."
"Remember our wedding night? How we were so hot you didn't take off my dress? You just pulled it up... and we did it all night long."
"I... I can't believe you're saying this, feet away from my new born child!"
"Peter... I'm here because I wanted to tell you something."
"And what's that, Sandra?" said Peter, about to lose his patience.
"Peter, I'm still in love with you."
"What the..."
"Let me show you!"
"No!"
"Just one more chance, Peter!"
"I said no, Sandra!"
"This is absolutely, unnaceptable. I'm over you, I was over you even before we divorced. I'm married now, I'm happy."
"Please leave, and never show your face in this house again."
Peter looked all the house for a sign to Gaby, he had to tell her this before it came back and bite him in the face, but when he found her...
"Gaby?"
"What's with all the happiness?" said Peter.
"Oh, Pete, you don't know! Devin just told me he's been accepted in college! He's leaving tomorrow!"
"I'm so proud of him, my baby"
"Please, mum, it's not a big deal."
"It is a big deal! Congratulations, man!" said Peter, and he decided to not upset Gaby while she was this happy. He'd tell her tomorrow, for sure.
"I can't believe I'll already have a son in college. I'm so old! And I'm gonna miss you so much, baby!"
"Please, mum, I'm not a baby anymore. You have Damien to spoil all you want."
"Yeah, but what will I do without my big brother?" said Hillary.
"Oh, that's my cab! I already shipped all my stuff to the campus. I guess this is goodbye, little person!"
"Bro!" said Hillary "I'll miss annoying you."
"Don't worry, it will only be four years. Then you can annoy me all you want."
"Won't you give your old mother a hug?"
"Sure thing, mum. Thanks, for everything."
"The house is gonna be empty without you here. Take care man." said Peter.
"Remember, keep up your grades, don't drink and drive, always use a condom, and please, try not to break any young ladies' hearts, okay?"
"Haha, yeah, I know. Thank you, Peter."
"I guess this will be my home for the next four years."
"Well, it's small, but I can work with it. I'll definitely need a bigger bed."
"Sim State University, I've arrived!"
"Oh, so this is an old-timey machine? Cool."
"I always knew Drama was my calling."
"Daaaayum, girl, you fine!"
"Without taking in account that potato in the middle of the face. I'd totally do you."
"Umh, fuck off, you creep, and stop staring at my boobs."
"Wut?"
"Oh my god, this guy..." said the girl in red, laughing at Devin.
"So, my room or yours, sweet cheeks?" said Devin, not noticing the girl making fun at him.
"How about a fucking jail room? Now leave me alone, freak."
"What?" said Devin, geniunly confused.
"You really have no idea what you did wrong, right?"
"Uhhh... hello." said Devin, pulling his handsome face.
"Uh, first of all, not gonna happen, not in your sweetest wet dreams, so give up now." said the girl.
"What?"
"I'm Marcie, and I'm majoring in Humanities, and I'm truly interested in finding out what it is about sex, or simply the fact that they can say they had sex, is so appealing to men."
"And well, by the looks of your hair, your ridiculous soul patch, and that stupid tank top, I can tell you'rea ladies man, am I wrong?"
"What the fuck? You talk very fast. What do you want, exactly?" said Devin.
"I want to... ah, let's call it "study" you, in your pursuit of sex. In exchange, I'll hook you up with all my friends, and strangers even. As you can see, I'm a very convincing person." said Marcie.
"Uh, excuse you, I don't need any help 'finding ladies'." said Devin.
"Seriously? Because if what you used on that blonde girl is your usual move, I'd say you're in desperate need of a hand. Another person's helping hand, I meant." said Marcie, laughing slightly.
"Tell me, when was the last time you got laid?" said Marcie, and Devin snapped.
"What the fuck kind of question is that? That's none of your freaking bussiness, I believe!" said Devin.
"And by the way, I don't need any help on getting laid, for your information. Look at me! Girls literally crawl up to me!"
"Yeah, whatever you say, Romeo. If you somehow find you're still intersted, you can very easily find me, I'm in this dorm." said Marcie.
As he watched her walk away, Devin didn't know what it was that made him snap like that at her. He knew later that evening, that it was because the last person Devin had slept with was Viviann, and that had really thrown him off his game. More accurately, he wasn't feeling like sleeping with random girls after that. And only then could he barely accept the possibility that maybe Viviann left something else other than her virginity to Devin that night.