Once the news media had respected my father’s wishes for as long as they felt comfortable…the phone calls began. Every major media outlet wanted something from me. All of them were willing to pay top dollar just for an interview with me. At first I didn’t want anything to do with these guys. I didn’t want my story or my family put on display anymore than we already were. Yet, i looked around my little pink house and realized that if I wanted any kind of a life with my family – my whole family – I needed a better place to live. I asked Aunt Monica to help me and with her shrewd negotiation skills, she managed to get me a nice deal for an exclusive interview with an internationally distributed magazine.
So, I did my interview. I had my fifteen minutes of fame and glory outside of the world of just being the President’s daughter. People called me a hero, for surviving my terrible ordeal. I suppose in some ways they were right…I did survive a terrible ordeal. However, I was absolutely no hero. I had committed adultery and murder. The real hero in this family was my sister. How horrid would this generation in this legacy been if it wasn’t for her? I never wanted my life to be like this…I never imagined in a million years it would be. Yet, I realize now that life never turns out the way you hope. Sometimes it can come close…and sometimes it can miss by millions of miles. It isn’t so much the product of your life that matters…but what you did to get to that point. As some great philosopher said…it’s not the destination but the journey that matters. I was determined to make the most of my life after the detour.
So, with all the money paid into my account…I bought a large house in the suburbs of Bridgeport.
The great thing about this house was that it’s size allowed us to come to an ideal situation for our family. All of us, including Jimmy, were able to live under one roof. It was large enough for Jimmy to have his own living space away from us.
The only awkward part of our situation came when it was time for me and Avery to decide where we were going to sleep. Though we had kissed and held each other and said ‘I love you’, we weren’t exactly together again. Avery didn’t trust me one-hundred percent and I knew that part of him would probably always distrust me a little. He was still hurting too, especially after Marcus. I knew he wanted to be with me…and I wanted to be with him. Yet, he couldn’t seem to make the first step. So, he gave me the master bedroom and slept on a couch in the living room. Honestly, I was grateful that Avery was keeping his distance. It seemed like no matter what I did I hurt him. It was better that he stayed away from me…I just couldn’t trust myself with him.
Still, Avery and I had to go on hold while Jimmy and I figured out what we were going to do with Jessica. Now that I was here, I would finally get to be a real parent to her. When we sat down together to talk about our daughter I felt like I was coming into a movie halfway through. Jimmy explained what activities Jessica did after school and on what days. He told me about her play dates and her sports on the weekends. I felt so lost. It really drove home exactly how long I had been out of her life.
Jimmy took pity on me and did most of the talking while I nodded silently and tried not to cry. In the end, we (Jimmy) decided that all major decisions would be discussed between the two of us, but any small decisions would be handled as they arose. When Jessica came bounding in asking for a bedtime story, I let Jimmy take her. I chose to sit on the couch and burst into tears.
I sat with my elbows on my thighs and let sobs rack my body. I had imagined that when I had a child I would be there for her. I would hold her hand and walk her to her first day at Kindergarten. I’d learn how to sew and make her first Halloween costume. I thought that I’d see all her dance recitals. Yet, I’d barely had a year with her before I missed the next six. How could I possibly ever make it up to my daughter? No matter what I did, Jimmy would always be her ‘primary’ parent.
I looked up to see Avery’s concerned face staring down at me. I scoffed and wiped my eyes quickly.
“I thought you’d be at work,” I said softly, continuing to wipe my eyes. He was staring at me. I felt annoyance bloom within me, “what?” I demanded.
I wanted him away from me. I wanted his concerned, adorable, handsome face away from me. Didn’t he see that I didn’t deserve him? Why hadn’t he just moved on with his life? Why did someone so wonderful and perfect have to fall in love with me? Instead of obeying my silent demand he came towards me and sat down so close to me I could practically feel the heat off of his body.
“Would it be a stupid question to ask you what’s wrong?”
I let out some sort of a noise halfway between a laugh and a scoff without meaning to. Avery nudged me with his shoulder and managed to coax a small smile on to my face.
“I just missed so much of her life…of my life. I don’t know how I’ll ever make it up.”
Avery sighed and slipped an arm around my shoulders.
“I think you’re looking at it the wrong way. You’ll never get the time back that you lost. It was stolen from you by that…monster. But, you have the rest of your life to make things right. Jimmy and I raised her with stories about you. She already loves you, Kennedy, you don’t have to work towards that…you just have to let her in to your heart.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, “she is in my heart, I love her more than anything.”
Avery shook his head and let his arm around my shoulders drop. Instead he took my chin between his thumb and index finger and gently tilted my head towards him.
“You love her, yes…but you’re not opening your heart to anyone.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, pouting a little more than I meant to.
“You never initiate contact with her…or with me. When she does hug you, you get stiff and robotic. Just like when I kiss you,” he paused and tilted his head to brush his lips against mine quickly, “you don’t kiss me back.”
I felt more tears slip out of my eyes. I looked into his eyes and I saw in him the hurt, the love and the desire to be with me that I had only earlier been so worried about. I knew then, that in order to be with Avery again he wouldn’t have to change…I would.
I turned towards him on the couch and took his head in my hands. I pulled his face down towards mine and claimed his lips for my own. This time, I was really kissing him. He sighed and pressed himself against me as I tilted my head to deepen our kiss. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and explored the familiar place. His buried one hand in my hair while the other slid around my body, followed by his arm which encircled me and pulled me closer to him. Warmth pooled in my belly while my knees felt weak. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I loved every single second of every human sensation.
We broke apart and I brought lips to his ear, “are you sure you want to sleep on the couch tonight?”
Avery growled a little bit as he slid one arm under my knees and the other under my back. He lifted me in his arms and carried me up the stairs. He nudged open the door with his foot and deposited me on the bed before turning around to close the door behind him. He clicked the lock into place and turned around to face me. He climbed on to the bed with me and wrapped his arms around me. We kissed again and again and again. Well…I think you can guess what happened after we finished kissing.
* * *
Life quickly became a quick blur of routine. We settled into a nice, easy life. I spent as much time as I could being as open and warm and loving to my daughter. I realized that Avery was right. I think I had been so worried about the pain I may have caused her I was actually causing all sorts of new pains and rejection in her. The only downside to my odd family’s newly found happiness was that I seemed ot have a stomach bug.
I was constantly waking up in the middle of the night, completely sick to my stomach. Once i had finally had enough of the symptoms, I decided that if I still felt sick after another week that I’d go to the doctor to have it checked out.
Our little family began to change though, when much to Jessica’s supreme happiness…we got a kitten.
We adopted Sookie the cat from a local shelter and brought her home to live with us. She was a lively cat, and very curious about our new home. We had hinted to Jessica that we were getting a kitten and every day she ran into the house after school and asked if we had finally gotten one.
“Did we get a cat?” she cried as she came running through the door. As her little face looked around the room she stopped dead in her tracks and looked down at the gray striped kitten standing in front of her.
Late one night we heard a dog howling in our drive way. Avery, Jimmy and I poked our heads outside and saw that the dog was just sitting in our driveway, staring at our house and howling.
Jimmy went outside to the shoo the dog away. Avery and I went back to bed, secure in our belief that Jimmy would take care of the dog. Little did we know then, when we woke up the next morning Sam the bloodhound mix would be joining our family.
Sam was a stray, and Jimmy couldn’t bear to send him away. Jimmy had been worried that we’d be mad, but I found myself falling in love with the lovable guy just as much as Jimmy had. We had a big house and enough money and love to go around. Besides, I was happy that Jimmy would have some form of companionship.
What a companion Jimmy had. Whenever Jimmy was playing an instrument, be it guitar or piano or even bass Sam would be howling right along with the music. It grated on my nerves sometimes, especially given this terrible stomach bug. I finally decided that it was time to go to the doctor.
* * *
I’m pregnant with twins….
I still can’t believe it. I never even imagined at this was possible. I had been dead for six years, how could I be pregnant? I was overjoyed at the news, but I couldn’t deny the edge of fear that had started to slice into my happiness. What if there was something wrong with the babies because of my vampirism? Could I even carry these babies?
* * *
Just checking in, I’m about halfway through my pregnancy now. Keeping up with all of Jessica’s activities are running me ragged…well of course being pregnant with twins isn’t helping anything either. My pregnancy seems to be going along nicely, it’s just tiring. Everyone’s favorite activity is rubbing my belly. Oh well.
I went into labor early, but that wasn’t uncommon for twins. I could honestly hardly believe that I was even going to be giving birth. it seemed like at every moment in my pregnancy I waited for some problem to occur. Now the final hurdle of doubt came…would my children be vampires? I was scared to death that they would be.
I wished I could have had a home birth, just in case there was a problem like that…but I felt that it was just too dangerous with twins and going into labor early…so Avery whisked me off to the hospital. I don’t remember much of my labor, this time I opted for an epidural, remembering the pain of Jessica all too well. My labor was quick, I know that much and I gave birth to two healthy, beautiful babies.
Pamela “Pam” Sophie Honor was born first, and 4 minutes later Eric William Honor came into our lives. I was so happy, so unbelievably…deliriously…deliciously…unimaginably happy. I didn’t even realize that happiness could exist on this level. I finally felt like my family was complete. My heart was so full of love that it felt like it was bursting. With the birth of these babies and the completion of our family…I really felt as though the scars from the vampire incident was finally fading.
Well, I think its time for my final entry. The first birthday for the twins has come and gone and I’ve only just now remembered to pick up this old diary. I’m so busy being a mother that I just don’t have time to continue my story…and after a lot of thought and soul searching I realized that my story is over…my life is complete. I’ve accomplished what I wanted out of my life and I’m truly, finally content.
Jessica, Jimmy and I are happy and getting along well. Jessica just loves her little brother and sister. She’s so happy to be the “Big Sister”. She says that she can’t wait to do things with them when they get bigger.
Speaking of bigger. They’ve really grown so much in the time since I’ve last written.
Eric, however, had all of Avery’s coloring but his face was just like mine. It was amazing that these two little ones could be complete opposites of each other. Still, they were mine and I loved them more than anything in the world. So, I’m going to put down this diary and devote the rest of my life to them.
I don’t know what the future holds for my family…nor do I know who will inherit this legacy of ours. All I know is that this diary is going into a different safety deposit box here in Bridgeport. It won’t be included in my family’s box until well after I’m dead as part of the terms of my will. I just couldn’t bear my children reading this account…the things that I did and were done to me…how could they ever understand?
So now, I’m closing this diary and saying goodbye. If anyone is reading this, please don’t judge me too harshly. I know its hard to believe…but everything that happened is true.
Kennedy Mason Honor.
I’ve had a couple questions about Gen 15 and what I’m going to do as the objectives for that Gen are also dual heirs. I’ll be doing that gen in a very different way. You’ll just have to wait and see. 😉
Also, there’s some confusion. i know that it says Mason Family Legacy, but this is actually a DITFT, so Gen 10 is not the end of the Masons, I still have (give or take, depending) 5 more gens after that. 🙂
So now that this chapter is done I’ll be posting the heir poll in a few minutes. Well the modified heir poll. BUT FIRST…we haven’t done this in over a year…the Generation objectives!
- Get Turned Into A Vampire √
- Get Feed On by A Vampire √
- Feed On A donor √
- Master all skills (You got the time/WA is opitional -or use BuyDebug-) √
- Have A love Or Two (depending if you make them a vampire) I wasn’t sure about this one. Technically speaking Kennedy had four “loves”. Avery, Jimmy, Marcus and King. So not sure if I should give this a check or not. XD
But but…YAY! I’m so excited. I’m going to get started on Maddy immediately and we’ll finally get to gen 10!!
And of course, thanks to Cait for helping me get Avery and Kennedy back together. XD