Forty…

Forty: Hideaway

Contains nudity.

Open shirt on Hunter (later in the chapter) created by Lady Frontbum. Sims 2 converted male hairstyles found at My Blue Book.com. Also, I want to thank ILoveTheSims/Mike for explaining to me how to download rar files in a way that (dummy me) could understand.  🙂

After a three-week absence, Aubrey returned to a quiet house.

Reznik and Kat were asleep. She was tempted to wake them up, but decided not to.

She gazed at the bed she shared with Vaclav. Or once shared with him.

She couldn’t bear to lay down upon it… the same bed where they made love, and the same bed where Jakub ‘made love’ to Aubrey.

The mattress, sheets, and comforter had too many memories etched into their threads. Memories both good and bad.

She headed down the corridor to the guest bedroom.

She relaxed on the lounger and started dozing off.

Vaclav’s haunting, angelic face lit up her dreams.

She startled awake, remembering Vaclav was gone.

Looking up at the gothic painting, Aubrey imagined the immortal was Vaclav, carrying his beloved Aubrey.

He’d come to take her away to his dark castle, nestled beneath a cluster of vampire bats and the huge moon.

She fell into a deep, comforting asleep.

While she was sleeping, dawn merged into late evening…

She awoke to the sound of soft chattering. Katerina played with a toy.

Then she toddled over to her mother.

“Hi sweetheart,” Aubrey wearily said.

“Mo—m,” Kat replied.

Aubrey smiled, happy to finally see Katerina again. Just the sight of her chubby face melted her heart. In a moment she’d go fetch Reznik as well.

Indeed, her children were the light at the end of the dark tunnel. And how dark that tunnel could be…

The little girl went over to the window.

Pudgy hands slapped against the glass.

Kat whined, peering outside.

“Ba–ba–ba–ba–ba–d–d–d–doggy,” Katerina babbled. She clenched her hands into fists and pounded on the window.

“No, Katerina,” Aubrey said getting up. “If you’re anything like your father, you’ll break the window.”

Aubrey’s heart jumped when she glimpsed a pair of glowing eyes.

Rising from the mist, the wolf growled and snarled.

“Oh, shit!”

Aubrey turned and picked up Kat. She started away from the window.

“Wait,” Hunter said.

She halted. “Hunter?”

“Yes, it’s me. I need your help. The Haas Clan is killing every Shadow they find. So I need a place to hide out for a while.”

“Are you naked?” she asked.

“Yes, but I’m covering myself. Are you going to let me hide out in your house or not?”

Silence.

“You owe me, Aubrey.”

“I don’t owe you shit,” she snapped leaving the room.

“Doggy,” Kat said.

A sensation of guilt confronted her. After all, how many times had Hunter saved or protected her?

After taking Kat to the master bedroom, Aubrey allowed Hunter in the house.

She refused to turn around and look at him, sidling her way into the guest room and nearly tripping over a toy.

“Here’s some of Vaclav’s clothes,” Aubrey said, dropping a stack of garments onto the floor.

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She rushed out of the room and closed the door.

“Thanks,” he said from the other side.

Minutes afterward, a soft tapping came at the door.

“Come in,” Aubrey called.

Hunter entered the room.

“I’ll try not to stay too long,” he said. “It’s just too dangerous out there. They’re killing every one of us.”

“Yeah. I’ll do the best I can, but I can’t promise how safe you’ll be since Lucius lives here.”

“I heard about Vaclav,” he said. “I’m sorry.”

Aubrey looked down. She didn’t want to talk about it, especially not with Hunter.

“Doggy,” Kat chirped.

Three evenings later, Aubrey caught Hunter dancing to the television.

It was a music channel with the song  Basket Case by Green Day playing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTwJo0HeNmU). When he realized she was watching, he stopped and turned around. He looked a little embarrassed.

For a minute she continued to stare, not quite knowing what to say. Finally she muttered, “I have to go see Vaclav. There’s plenty of blood packs in the fridge so you won’t get hungry and dangerous.”

“I need to talk to you about something before you go,” he said.

“I don’t have time. Can it wait?”

“I suppose.”

“And you need to button up your shirt. This isn’t your house,” she sniped glaring down at his… washboard stomach.

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“Well, sorry if you find it distracting.”

“Just take her. I have to go now.” Aubrey thrust the baby toward him. “And watch out for Lucius. He might come home later tonight. I’ve already told the butler to keep his mouth shut about your being here.”

She rushed out.

“Don’t be late getting home,” he called.

Afterward, Aubrey laid eyes on Vaclav. He’d been moved to another part of the prison and had a larger cell.

He’d trimmed his hair and grown a goatee.

Wow, Aubrey thought. She forgot what she wanted to tell him.

What was it that she wanted to ask him? It was driving her nuts…

Speaking of nuts, Vaclav looked so hot she wished those iron bars weren’t there so she could slide his biggest nut inside her…

She cleared her throat; then remembered what she wanted to ask.

“What did you mean the other day, when you said I’d ‘hurt you’ again? What were you talking about?”

“My vision of Jakub trying to rape you wasn’t the only thing I saw,” he said.

The realization dawned on her… the guilt agonizing.

“But it was the witch’s potion that made me do that,” she pleaded. “It wasn’t because I really wanted them! I still loved you!”

“I know that,” he said. “And I want you to know that no matter what you do, I will love you. Nothing you do will make me stop loving you. Nothing.”

“It almost sounds like you’re giving me permission to have sex with someone else.”

“Not necessarily,” he muttered. “And if you’re allowing a Shadow to stay at my house, don’t expect me not to tell Lucius.”

“Um, you don’t have to worry about that. There’s no Shadow staying at the manor.”

Liar! a voice screamed inside her head. Liar, liar!

“As I said, no matter what you do, I’ll always love you…”

He leaned over and puckered his lips through the bars.

She met his lips in a kiss.

His new goatee brushed Aubrey’s chin.

“No kissing.” The guard smirked.

Vaclav angrily jerked away.

“Fuck you,” he growled.

He laughed. “Now you’re never going to get a conjugal visit.”

“What? He was going to let you have a conjugal visit with me?”

“No. He’s just bullshitting.”

Oh. Too bad.

“Has Lucius asked for you to be released sooner?” she asked.

“Not yet.”

Well you guys need to hurry up! she thought. I don’t know how much longer I can stand being away from you…

The following night, Aubrey got a strange phone call.

“Hello Aubrey.”

“Or should I say bonjour? C’est Shawn. Je suis en France.”

“Tu me manques Aubrey. Mais je dois aller maintenant. Bon au revoir.”

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Mwahahahaaaaa.

btw: I’m not so sure I like V’s goatee. What do you guys think? I don’t know if it looks quite right on him…

 

#1 With goatee

#2 Without goatee

#3 Different hairstyle, without goatee

#4 The Old Look

And normally he’d have stubbles, but just didn’t in these pics.  So what do you think?

And seriously, thank you guys for voting!! 😀  Whichever gets the most votes will be the look I choose for V.

edit: I think I know which look to use for V….  😛   Thanks again for voting! Y’all are awesome.