Generation 2, Chapter 41

Authors Note: The voice of the individual reading the diary is the future heir. As the heir hasn't been decided yet (the heir vote is coming after the next chapter) I decided to write in the first person POV so that it could be genderless and could be the voice/thoughts of any of the kids.

Walking into my room I spy the package that was delivered to my dorm yesterday. There's something about it that makes me uneasy. I have a feeling of dread whenever I look at. Sighing I go over to it wondering for the millionth time what's in it. The only way to find out is to open it. Smiling I attempt to tell myself it's a package from home full of homemade goodies. All my favorites that mom baked so that I wouldn't be homesick.

With that encouraging thought I take a deep breath as I slice through the tape and sift through the packaging material. My hands emerge with an old tattered book, a diary. Why would anyone send me a diary? Staring at the diary in my hand I begin to tremble as I'm assaulted with a sense of dread. I force myself to remain calm as I open it to the first page ...

1) Today I did something awful. I called the man. Told him I was ready to go with him. I can't take living like this. In this house I hate with a man I no longer love and children I abhor. I'm nothing more than a prisoner in a life I hate. I'm losing my mind and I want out. I can't be the wife, the mother that Robert expects ....

I throw the diary down as if it had set itself on fire. Was this someones idea of a sick joke? If it was it wasn't very funny. Feeling shivery and sick I run to the bathroom. What a waste of a delicious sweet roll I thought wiping my mouth. I catch my reflection in the mirror, pale and haunted. I splash water on my face trying to dispel the sense of dread that has come over me.

Walking into my room the light falls on the diary lying on the floor. Walking over to it I want nothing more than to throw the damn thing away. Hesitating I wonder if it held the answers I desperately needed. After all this was the inner thoughts of the woman who destroyed my life. Why had she done it? This question has plagued me since that horrible night. This diary might have the answer. If it did would it finally give me peace of mind or would it forever haunt me? There was only one way to find out ...

2) I cried all night locked up in my room. I thought I was a prisoner before now I truly am. The man came into my room and threatened me. Told me to be quiet or he'd give me something to cry about it.

3) I haven't spoken to anyone in hours and hours maybe even days. The man glares at me every time he finds a need to come into my room. His hench men are too afraid of him to look at me. I'm afraid and alone but I no longer cry.

4) We board a ship. A part of me is looking forward to seeing something different. Instead I'm taken below decks to a small cubby hole and locked inside. This is unbearable!!!!!! I scream as loud as I can until the man comes. He is angrier then I have ever seen him before. He simply stares at me. His threats no longer scare me. I enjoy his shock when I laugh in his face. Instead of hitting me as I expect he calls me a heartless bitch. Me? Really? How dare he!?!?!?!

5) It's been a week since I wrote anything in my diary. Not much to write about. I've been locked up in the same shit hole and the only person I've seen is the man who brings me my meals three times a day. Today was a different. I was brought up on deck to eat with my jailer.

6) I am still freaking angry over what the man had the nerve to say to me. It's been two days and I still feel like strangling him until his eyes pop out. He had the nerve the audacity to tell me I was the spitting image of my crazy ass mother. I could kill him!!!!!

7) A month has past and I have grown to hate this room I'm trapped in. I would gladly go home to Robert and the kids. Back to the drudgery of being both wife and mother.

8) Two months. I would give anything to have someone to talk to. The man has remained silent and no longer has me brought out of my dungeon to dine with him. At least not until today. A man delivered new clothes for me to wear and a note requesting I change. I have half a mind not to follow instructions but the clothes are exquisite and expensive. Why let it go to waste while I wear these rags? I change and with happily throw away the rags I had been wearing. I have a feeling something is about to happen. I'm eager for the next phase of my incarceration to begin. It can't be worse then what I've already endured.

9) Today I met my jailers son It's Ricky! A boy I met at the orphanage. He is still as nice as I remember him to be. He apologized for his fathers treatment of me. Then he tells me there is nothing he can do. After dinner I am taken to a different room where I am left to puzzle out why I am here. If my memory is correct Ricky is gay at least he was when we had met all those years ago. Why would he want me to be his wife? 

10) Today is my wedding day. I guess no one cares that I am technically still married to Robert. Goodness knows I don't!!!! This could be fun.

That bitch! I toss the diary aside unable to continue reading. That heartless bitch! I don't know what I was expecting but it certainly wasn't this callous disregard of the man and children she abandoned. 

It's been a week since I quit reading the diary. It was still laying where I left it. My curiosity to know more about the bitch wins and I reach for the diary to read a few more entries.

11) I finally got around to confronting Ricky. As the only son his father wanted him to produce an heir and Ricky told him he would marry if it were me. I believe him when he says he didn't think his father would go through all the trouble of finding me or that I would agree to come. I decided not to tell Ricky that I had no choice.

The hell! She's the one who left. Who called the man to come get her. No choice?!?! I feel like throwing up I am so angry. Taking several deep breaths I manage to bring my heart rate down.

12) It's been a year and Ricky's father has grown impatient. It's time we try to become pregnant. I do not want children. Never did! Both times I had become pregnant had been horrible mistakes. With Robert I simply smiled and pretended I was excited over the tiny screaming pooping machines. With Ricky I don't feel the need to pretend.

13) Another year and we can no longer avoid giving in to his father's demands. I am pregnant. I didn't think it would happen. The one and only time we had sex. Ricky had no idea what he was doing and I loathed it. My only hope is this child is the long awaited male heir otherwise we'll have to do this again.

14) I was in labor for 20 hours only to find out it was a girl! I cried for hours afterwards. If I didn't know better I would think the world was out to get me.

15) Ricky is constantly cooing over the baby. What did he call it? Something awful I'm sure. He spends more time with it then he does with me.

16) We now have a nanny.His name is Eduardo. I'm sure he is my husband's gay lover. I really don't care. It means I don't have to put up with his fumbling in the bedroom.

17) Ricky's father came for Christmas and doted on that thing I gave birth to. You would think neither had ever seen a baby before. It's revolting! Now he is hinting we have another. Of course Ricky has agreed. He never says no to his father only to me.

18) It finally happened I popped out another brat, a boy thank god! As promised Ricky agreed to having my tubes tied. The only good thing that has come of it. Ricky and Eduardo coo over the brats so much it makes me sick. At least I won't be having anymore. I can now pursue my own interests like the pool boy....

19) I had to watch the brats today while Ricky and Eduardo spent the day together. I let the baby scream until it fell asleep. I couldn't be bothered to change it's nasty stinking diaper. The girl is just as bad. I can't stand to look at either of them!

20) I had to cancel my date. I underestimated my husbands motherly instincts. The black eye and split lip is the price I paid for neglecting the little darlings. For all of Rob's faults he'd never hit me. I wonder how he's doing?

I wiped the tears from my face. How could this woman live with herself? I realize for the first time that it was a blessing that this woman decided to leave my father. She would have made his life miserable if she had stayed. I couldn't stomach reading anymore of her twisted thoughts. I put the diary aside and go bowling with some friends.

Two days later I find myself drawn once again towards the diary. I settle into the chair and turn to the next entry and begin to read.

21) This life is increasingly becoming intolerable. Why had I believed this would be better then the boring quiet life Robert offered? Ricky hits me everyday now for not catering to every need of the brats. What's the big deal about a little diaper rash?

22) Ricky's father has granted Ricky leave t divorce me on grounds of child neglect. I'm surprised I'm getting off so lightly. They are even giving me a large sum of money to buy my silence. I'm not stupid enough to believe I stood a chance against them so I take the money and leave.

23) I always dreamed of going to France. My dream came true today. 

24) I can't believe who I saw today. He looked so happy. I was about to approach him when a woman with purple hair come up to him an wrapped her arms around him. It made me nauseated watching them giggling and kissing each other.it 

25) I decided to leave France today. He ruined for me. No she ruined it. Somewhere in the back of mind I believed Robert would be pining away for me. Raising the kids on his own. Waiting for me to come home.

The bitch! I hurl the diary across the room and race out of the room feeling that her ghost was chasing me. I decide to go to the sorority party and for the first time in my life I get drunk. It does nothing to alleviate the depression I'm in but for a brief moment I feel care free and happy.

The next morning I wake up with a splitting headache and retrieve the book and begin to read again. I can't feel any worse then I already do.

26) I saw the kids. They're so much bigger then I remember. Has it really been that long? How could he have replaced me? I thought I was the love of his life. She did this. Turned him against me.

27) It's been several months since I saw Robert and the kids in France. I learned later he was there to get married. Why does that bother me?

28) I went to Hidden Springs today. Halloween made it easy to go unnoticed and unrecognized Why do I torture myself? Ever since I saw Robert with that woman I can't let it go. What does she have that I don't? He should have still been waiting for me. Missing me. He loved me. Married me. The least he could do was pretend he still missed me.

Curiosity got the better of me. I approached the kids as they were trick-or-treating. Even though I was wearing a costume Jennifer looked at me as if she knew who I was. Maybe it was my voice. She scowled at me while she scolded the younger ones not to talk to strangers. The boy Alex? asked how they were supposed to know who was a stranger if everyone was wearing masks. Smart boy but he had an even smarter older sister.

I went back to the hotel and packed. The last thing I wanted was the police to come around investigating the girls claims. I knew she would tell her dad. Robert's overprotective super dad radar would be raised to high alert. God how that annoyed me.

29) The money is running low and there is no way I can get more from the man. More than likely it would be a death sentence if I were stupid enough to ask and I'm not ready to die. My mind drifted to Eduardo and briefly I wonder why he never bothered me as much as the purple haired girl does. The has me wanting to rip her long hair out by the handfuls. Maybe because I had never loved Ricky so Eduardo was never a threat to my ego. But can I say I ever loved Robert? Maybe at the beginning. When it was just the two of us. Before kids, before aliens and before mother came back into my.

30) Giving it more thought the purple haired girl bothers me because I know she is being treated like a princess. She's protected and loved. The way I used to be. The way I deserve to be treated How dare she replace me!!!!!!

I close the diary rubbing my eyes. I hate this woman. I can't believe how twisted she and jealous she is. Mother had done nothing but love the man she discarded, abandoned. Tossing the diary on the table I get up and stretch. Glancing at the clock I notice how late it is and decide to go to bed.

The alarm clock goes off much too early but I need to go to class despite the awful nights sleep I had. All I did was have nightmares of this evil woman.

Coming back from class I attempt to study for my upcoming finals but am distracted by the diary, beckoning to me to read it instead. Giving in I open it and begin to read....

31) I can't let it go. The purple girl invades my sleep. No matter how tired I am. To make money I am working as a dealer in one of the casino's in Lucky Palms. Even here I see them. Who would have guessed that my old father-in-law would have moved here? It's a good thing William doesn't gamble otherwise I might be forced to move. I really need the money.

32) I have to quit. I hate this job. Plus I just realized the gold mine I've been sitting on. Surely William would pay to keep me away from his golden boy. I need to live and he has the money.

33) It was easy. Like taking candy from a baby. Why didn't I think of this before I toiled all those hours at the casino? I'm still leaving town I don't like the looks of Williams new wife. She strikes me as the type to tell Robert about me and I'm not ready to face him or his purple bitch.

34) My bank balance is running low again. My next paycheck will be Casey. I'm surprised he still lives in Barnacle Bay. I hate this town! His face was priceless when he saw me at his door. He and his wife have three and he grumbled the entire time how he needed this money for their education. Like I care! What's more important? Me staying away from his beloved Robert or his kids college tuition?

In the end he gave me the money. There was not way he was going to let me contact Robert. I could get used to this. Who am I kidding? I like pressuring people into doing things. I finally understand my mother....I am her.

35) Lynn scowled at me when she opened the door and found me there. I felt like laughing. Why is she mad at me? It's Robert's fault not mine. If they weren't so worried about protecting him they wouldn't give in to my demands. But I can see the bank of Casey is closed. So I'll have to find another. Evelyn? I haven't seen her in years. It might be fun to just their buttons.

36) I've decided not to bother Evelyn. I almost forgot Shon is a cop. I'm sure me extorting money from them would be a surefire ticket to jail. I'll have to figure something else out. I watched a where are they now episode featuring the cost of Sim Star Idol. I couldn't help but laugh like a maniac. I'll be seeing Gene soon. I'm sure he has the cash I need to survive.

37) I watched from my rental car as the kids raced to the bus. Cute kids too if It liked kids. Gene came outside to check the mail. He walked with a limp which I found interesting considering you hardly noticed it when he was performing. Out of all the kids Gene was the most surprising. He was successful professionally and personally. He would have been the one I would have thought would have been living on the streets somewhere if he hadn't died from an overdose. I needed to handle him differently then I did from his dad or brother. He wasn't the type to intimidate easily.

38) I'm desperate now. I must have an influx of money. I've acquired a long list of creditors all clamoring for money. I must make a play for Gene now even if I'm not ready. I knew he can be quite volatile however my ace is his love for his brother. I'm sure he'll give me anything to stay away.

My assumptions were false. Gene was as volatile as I remembered but his love of his and needing to provide for them proved more insurmountable then I expected. He yelled for me to get off his property and he would see to it that Robert was aware of my presence and what I had been up to. I guess the jig is up. But I'm not one who gives up easily. There were all kinds of paparazzi milling around so I approached one prepared to give him my sob story of how Gene and I had an affair. Much to my surprise the paparazzi refused to listen to me. He became protective of Gene and his family. What the ... aren't they supposed to make stuff up regardless of whether it's true or not.

39) I left a week later no richer than I was when I arrived. The gossip columns all ran the story of how a desperate woman identified as the ex-wife of world renowned author Robert Bennett had come to beg money from Gene Bennett. I'm furious that the dug up every nasty thing they could find about me. Now I can't walk down the street without people pointing or laughing at me. I should never have approached Gene without a better plan. Now that my presence was known there was no reason why I couldn't go to Robert and get the money I deserve.

The diary slipped from my numb fingers. Shivers run up and down my spine and tears spill from my eyes. I need something to distract me and I decide to join my friends at the movies. 

Afterwards I lie awake wishing I hadn't gone. The movie was some thriller where the ex wife goes on a killing spree. I kept seeing Patricia's face whenever the ex wife was featured on screen. 

I decide to finish the few remaining diary entries. Then I'm going to burn it and hope it she dies with it.

40) I drove up to the house, the prison I despised. I still hate it. The gate was new but the milling paparazzi could prove a font of information. I drove past the house into the park where I could watch and plan.

41) It's been a week and I'm no closer to a plan then I was before. Although I think I want a chance to talk to the purple bitch alone. I'm just waiting for an opportunity to present itself. 

42) I'm becoming quite good friends with some of the paparazzi. They have told me Robert is about to leave for a book signing tour next month.

43) This is my chance. I arrive early and watch Robert hug the purple bitch and kiss her goodbye. For some reason I find this disturbing and I have a desire to rip her purple hair out by the handfuls. Why I don't know. When I had him I didn't want him. But it's different now when someone else has him.

44) Yesterday I saw the purple bitch. She had the nerve to slap me!!!!! She really shouldn't have done that. Today I expect to receive delivery of the money she promised. If not I'll have to make another appearance. The next time I won't be so nice.

45) I received my package. I can leave now. Although what I really want to do is leave a little something for Robert to come home to. But the fear and tears will have to do for now. I'll be back. I really hate that purple bitch. She needs to be taught a lesson.

46) It's almost time to make another visit. I'm looking forward to it. I wonder if she's told Robert about my visit? I think this time I'll make sure both of them are at home. I have a few things to say to Robert.

I can't help myself as I start to sob. That miserable excuse of a human being took one of the most important persons from me. There wasn't an ounce of remorse or reason why. Just undiluted twisted hate. It feels like my heart is being squeezed in a vice and I can't breathe. I stare at the diary sitting in my lap and I can still hear her voice right before the gun goes off. Shattering my life forever.