The cold doesn’t really get to Blaine like it does to the other kids at school, or to his mom. Yes he can feel it, but it doesn’t make his toes numb and it doesn’t make him sick. He likes the cold, and he loves playing in the thick snow from dawn until dusk.
He also likes to keep his days busy, because his nights are always the same. He can’t sleep through one entire night without waking up from a nightmare. On the lucky nights, he can’t remember what he sees and can fall right back asleep. Other nights, like tonight, he remembers what he dreamt and he doesn’t like it.
Alexis has long days at work, and Hassim takes up whatever free time she doesn’t spend with her son. But even then she’s aware of Blaine’s nightmares, and they worry her.
She leaves the bedroom they share not long after he does, and joins him on the couch. But before she can ask him how he’s doing, he breaks the silence.
“Please don’t tell Mr. Leone about the baby.”
“Baby?” She couldn’t have heard him right. “Blaine, what are you talking about? I’m not having another baby.”
“Yes you are.” He states. “And if you tell Mr. Leone, bad stuff is goanna happen. And you’re going to be sad. And I don’t want you to be sad, mommy.”
Alexis feels her stomach drop. She’s already determined that her son must have gained some kind of precognitive sight, as it isn’t unheard of for some witches to have the sight. But she’s never heard of a witch her son’s age developing it, and the increasing severity of what he’s seen worries her.
“Sweetheart, emotions are just another part of sim life. No one can be happy all the time, not you, and not me. If you saw something bad, I appreciate the warning, but its still going to happen. The sight never lies.”
“So you’re not mad at me?” He wonders.
She sighs and stands up, pulling him in for a hug. “I’m not mad at you. I could never be mad at you. Now come on, lets get you back to bed.”
They can’t afford many books, so all the ones Alexis is willing to buy need to be educational and dull. But Blaine doesn’t mind reading logic 101 as long as his mom is the one reading it to him.
That night, Alexis dreams of babies, and what Blaine’s vision will mean for her future. Its not that she doesn’t want another child, it would be good for Blaine to have a younger sibling, but she didn’t need him to have a vision to know that this will lead to some changes in her relationship with Hassim.
She starts showing the next afternoon, right before work ends and gets sent home on maternity leave.
When some sims are presented with a vision, they’ll do anything to change it. But Alexis knows that she has no choice but to tell Hassim. He’d find out sooner or later anyway.
He arrives within a few minutes, rushing out the door as soon as he can be sure his son is out for a nap.
“I can’t say this is... entirely unexpected.” He begins cautiously, eying her belly. “There was always a chance contraception would fail at least once.”
Alexis swallows nervously. “Are you mad?”
“How could I be mad?” He asks, smiling to himself as he places a hand on her stomach. “Every child is a miracle, and I look forward to meeting the fruit of our love, my love. I just hope they look like you.”
“You live next door to my wife, my love. If our child looks like me there may be awkward questions asked that neither of us would like to answer.”
A part of her always knew he wouldn’t leave his wife, but hearing him plan to keep the lie on going really cuts at her. She knows now why Blaine asked her not to tell Hassim about the baby, but she also knows what she has to do.
“Hassim, I’m done hiding from Amaya. Either you’re telling her or I am.”
He stands straight up abruptly, face suddenly serious again. “Why would you do that? I thought you loved me.”
“I do love you!” She assures him. “I’ve loved you so much almost since the day we met, but I can’t go through with raising your child next door to your wife when she’s my best friend. I can’t keep betraying her like this.”
“You were fine with it last night, what happened?”
“Last night I had hope one day you might leave her and marry me. That we might some day be a family and I’d be able to forget how much I hurt my only friend. But now? I can’t, Hassim, I just can’t.”
“I really thought you were better than this, Alexis.” He growls angrily. “Fine. I’ll tell my wife tonight that she was right and we’ve been having an affair. Enjoy life on the streets, because you know Amaya won’t allow you to stay here any longer. And I really don’t fell like fighting for you now that you’re told me your true feelings towards me.”
Alexis hadn’t meant for him to believe she didn’t love him. She did, she does... but its too late now. But surely she did the right thing... right?
During the day, Blaine is a normal boy who enjoys normal things. His mom can’t afford to buy him many toys, but the library is right by his school so he tends to run over there the evenings he doesn’t have scouts to use their public educational toys.
Blaine knows his mom told Mr. Leone about the baby already, and that bad stuff is happening, but he didn’t know the bad stuff would effect him too. It almost breaks him heart when Zinna calls him in tears, saying that her mom won’t let her hang out with him anymore.
Imagine Blaine’s surprise when Zinna shows up at his house not 20 minutes after hanging up the phone.
“I thought your mom said you couldn’t come over anymore.”
“I know.” Zinna answers with a sly smile. “So?”
He laughs and pulls her in for a hug, happy that at least for the moment everything is happy and good. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“I have to go soon.” She states as she pulls away. “But I’m here now, and I’ll be here again. We’re besties, Blaine. No one can change that.”
Blaine isn’t so sure about that, but Zinna is older. Maybe she knows something he doesn’t. Or maybe this is all just from a dream he can’t remember.
As Zinna and Blaine head out through the back door to play in the snow, Amaya enters through the front.
Alexis meets her outside of her suite, blocking her view of the backyard where the kids are playing. There’s no way Zinna is here with permission from her mom, and Alexis has caused enough damage to that family already.
“Evening, Amaya. How are you?”
“As good as I can be considering I just found out my best friend has been fucking my husband behind my back! Alex, how the fuck could you? I thought we were friends! We practically raised our children together!”
Alexis opens her mouth to speak, but Amaya cuts her off immediately.
“No, you don’t get to talk. It’s my turn. I want you and your son out of here by tomorrow night. I’m sorry to do this to the poor boy, but I can’t have my husband’s mistress living next door. Go quietly or I’ll call the cops.”
She saw this coming, but only a day? How is she going to find a place to live in only a day? And during the winter holiday as well!
“There’s no need to call the cops, Amaya. I’ll leave quietly. I’m... I’m sorry.”
A lil late, Alexis. Just saying.
I'm contemplating an heir vote for generation 2. Eventually.