A/N: Yay! More reviews Thank you to all my dedicated fans! I love you all…
*tear * Anyhoo….I'm going to move this story right along….ok? I have no
idea what's going to happen, no idea how long it will take and only a vague
idea of the plot! (
So,
CHAPTER 3- NEWS IS ALWAYS GOOD OR BAD
Jessica stared back at her boyfriend. Clark Williams. Famous movie director. The only one to believe in her. She quickly looked around the table. Her mother was biting her lip. Steven and her dad just watched Clark in shock. Elizabeth was smiling, holding tightly onto Tom's hand.
Jess looked back at Clark. She loved him, she really did.
She took the ring, slipping it onto her finger. "Yes," she whispered.
"YES! I'm getting married!" Clark jumped up, dancing happily before picking Jessica up in his arms. "MY bride," he whispered.
"Not yet," she whispered back, tenderly kissing him. The house erupted into noise and laughter as more celebrations began.
A few weeks passed. Liz and Tom had moved into a smaller house down the street, determined to have a better ocean view than Jessica. She finished filming her blockbuster movie, grateful to no longer be working with Clark. It was hard when your fiancé was your director.
Jessica picked up the paper, laughing when she saw a picture of herself on the cover.
"WILLIAMS TO MARRY WAKEFIELD!" screamed the title. She couldn't believe they kept it secret for an entire month!
The phone rang, causing Jessica to run inside to get it.
"Hello?"
Hey, sis!" Jess sat down to have a conversation with her sister, picking up her mug of coffee.
"Hi! What's going on?"
"I'm bored! And I'm starting to show! Ugh!" Jessica laughed.
"What about Tom?" Liz sighed.
"He's going to do a special lecture at SVU. You know, the whole Famous reporter returns to alumni to spread his words of wisdom. What's he going to say? Sleep with your boss and you'll get a promotion? Marry your new boss and you'll get a year-long holiday?" Jessica laughed again. Pregnancy gave her sister sarcasm.
"Anyway, I'm bored. Come over! Better yet, take me to work! I need out of the house!"
"Ok. I'll pick you up. Afterwards, we'll gorge on mud cake at your place, alright?" Elizabeth laughed with delight.
~~
Elizabeth was sipping her tea, watching the scene with the director of "The Sun Rises and Sets". She rolled her eyes. This was hopeless! But it was rivaling The Bold and the Beautiful.
"But Jeremy, I love you," Jessica chirped in a whiny voice. Playing the angst-ridden comic came as a surprise to her, but she loved her character. So did the audiences. Millions tuned in everyday to witness what Marcia was doing.
The director yelled "Cut!" allowing Jessica to slip back into normal mode. She joked around with Stefan, who played Jeremy, before dragging him over to Liz.
"Hey, you're the pregnant reporter!" He exclaimed. Jessica laughed as Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Alongside the article about Jessica had been a story about her pregnancy. Not that she cared. She just didn't understand why an LA paper was printing stories about her.
"Yes, I am. And you are…?" Elizabeth asked, extending her hand.
"Stefan, the gay actor playing an extremely straight character," he said, shaking her hand with exuberance. She blinked. LA was weird.
Jessica turned back to her sister.
"One more scene, and then we're out of here. I promise." Elizabeth laughed.
"No worries. Brings back memories." Jessica laughed with her sister. Who'd have thought she'd end up living this life?
~~
Two hours later, the sisters sat on Elizabeth's balcony, fighting over the last slice of mud cake.
"You need to watch your figure!" Liz scolded, vying for it.
"No I don't! To hell with my figure!" Jessica yelled back.
"That's it! I'm pregnant! I Need the food! Don't anger a pregnant woman!" Liz warned. Jessica finally backed off, grumbling. Elizabeth gleefully took the cake and wolfed it down.
The phone rang, startling both of them. Liz jumped up and ran inside the house.
"Hello?"
Jessica tuned out, enjoying the view. Although she protested it, she knew Liz had the better view of the two houses. She loved Liz's house. Hopefully, it would convince her to stay in LA. But Elizabeth was adamant she would return to New York, keeping the house as a holiday home.
"No!" the loud cry shattered Jessica's thoughts. Turning around quickly, she saw Liz leaning against the wall, crying. Jessica ran inside, holding Liz and gasping the phone.
"Hello? This is Jessica Wakefield, Elizabeth's sister?" She said, watching her sister dissolve into tears.
"I'm sorry about this. But Tom Watts was killed in a car accident, on the highway. We need someone to come in and identify him?" Jessica gasped. Tom was dead?"
"I'll be down in a minute," she said, trembling, before hanging up the phone.
She grabbed her sister, holding her tightly. Elizabeth burst into more tears, her sobs growing louder.
"NO! It's not true! It can't be!" Jessica's eyes filled with tears. She picked up the phone.
"Hello, Ms Wakefield's home."
"Steven!" Jessica choked on the word.
"What? Jess? What's wrong?"
"Steven, I need you to come here. Elizabeth…just come!" she hung up the phone, watching her sister cry.
A few minutes later, Steven burst in through the door, stopping when he saw them.
"God what happened?" He ran forward, holding onto Liz. Jessica leaned over to whisper to him.
"Tom, was in a car accident on the way from SVU. He died." Jessica held back a sob. Steven grabbed Liz, who cried harder. "I need to go identify his body and get his things…" Steven nodded, trying to convince Liz to go to bed. Jessica stood up, shakily, grabbing the wall.
She walked out, grateful her chauffeur was there.
"Can you take me to the hospital?" She asked in a shaky voice. He nodded.
"What's wrong, Miss?" He asked, driving out.
"MY brother-in-law is dead, and my sister is pregnant. Alone. All alone!" she broke into tears. Why did this have to happen? Why?
Jessica remained outside the morgue, holding tightly onto a bag of Tom's things. She was waiting for Clark to come and take her home.
She couldn't believe it. He was lying there, hid body already turning blue.
She'd ignored the large cut on his forehead, trying to convince herself he was merely sleeping. But he was dead.
Tears sprang to her eyes again. How could this happen? Elizabeth was so happy! So was Tom! He couldn't wait to be a dad, he'd already started building a crib.
The ironic thing was he'd dies around the same area his family had died. Jessica shook her head. She was never going on that highway again. It was cursed!
"Jessica!" Clark whispered. Her lower lip trembling, Jessica reached out for him, grabbing hold of him tightly. He held her as she cried for her sister's loss.
"Come on, let's go home," he whispered, helping her outside the room.
Did anyone see that coming?
So,
CHAPTER 3- NEWS IS ALWAYS GOOD OR BAD
Jessica stared back at her boyfriend. Clark Williams. Famous movie director. The only one to believe in her. She quickly looked around the table. Her mother was biting her lip. Steven and her dad just watched Clark in shock. Elizabeth was smiling, holding tightly onto Tom's hand.
Jess looked back at Clark. She loved him, she really did.
She took the ring, slipping it onto her finger. "Yes," she whispered.
"YES! I'm getting married!" Clark jumped up, dancing happily before picking Jessica up in his arms. "MY bride," he whispered.
"Not yet," she whispered back, tenderly kissing him. The house erupted into noise and laughter as more celebrations began.
A few weeks passed. Liz and Tom had moved into a smaller house down the street, determined to have a better ocean view than Jessica. She finished filming her blockbuster movie, grateful to no longer be working with Clark. It was hard when your fiancé was your director.
Jessica picked up the paper, laughing when she saw a picture of herself on the cover.
"WILLIAMS TO MARRY WAKEFIELD!" screamed the title. She couldn't believe they kept it secret for an entire month!
The phone rang, causing Jessica to run inside to get it.
"Hello?"
Hey, sis!" Jess sat down to have a conversation with her sister, picking up her mug of coffee.
"Hi! What's going on?"
"I'm bored! And I'm starting to show! Ugh!" Jessica laughed.
"What about Tom?" Liz sighed.
"He's going to do a special lecture at SVU. You know, the whole Famous reporter returns to alumni to spread his words of wisdom. What's he going to say? Sleep with your boss and you'll get a promotion? Marry your new boss and you'll get a year-long holiday?" Jessica laughed again. Pregnancy gave her sister sarcasm.
"Anyway, I'm bored. Come over! Better yet, take me to work! I need out of the house!"
"Ok. I'll pick you up. Afterwards, we'll gorge on mud cake at your place, alright?" Elizabeth laughed with delight.
~~
Elizabeth was sipping her tea, watching the scene with the director of "The Sun Rises and Sets". She rolled her eyes. This was hopeless! But it was rivaling The Bold and the Beautiful.
"But Jeremy, I love you," Jessica chirped in a whiny voice. Playing the angst-ridden comic came as a surprise to her, but she loved her character. So did the audiences. Millions tuned in everyday to witness what Marcia was doing.
The director yelled "Cut!" allowing Jessica to slip back into normal mode. She joked around with Stefan, who played Jeremy, before dragging him over to Liz.
"Hey, you're the pregnant reporter!" He exclaimed. Jessica laughed as Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Alongside the article about Jessica had been a story about her pregnancy. Not that she cared. She just didn't understand why an LA paper was printing stories about her.
"Yes, I am. And you are…?" Elizabeth asked, extending her hand.
"Stefan, the gay actor playing an extremely straight character," he said, shaking her hand with exuberance. She blinked. LA was weird.
Jessica turned back to her sister.
"One more scene, and then we're out of here. I promise." Elizabeth laughed.
"No worries. Brings back memories." Jessica laughed with her sister. Who'd have thought she'd end up living this life?
~~
Two hours later, the sisters sat on Elizabeth's balcony, fighting over the last slice of mud cake.
"You need to watch your figure!" Liz scolded, vying for it.
"No I don't! To hell with my figure!" Jessica yelled back.
"That's it! I'm pregnant! I Need the food! Don't anger a pregnant woman!" Liz warned. Jessica finally backed off, grumbling. Elizabeth gleefully took the cake and wolfed it down.
The phone rang, startling both of them. Liz jumped up and ran inside the house.
"Hello?"
Jessica tuned out, enjoying the view. Although she protested it, she knew Liz had the better view of the two houses. She loved Liz's house. Hopefully, it would convince her to stay in LA. But Elizabeth was adamant she would return to New York, keeping the house as a holiday home.
"No!" the loud cry shattered Jessica's thoughts. Turning around quickly, she saw Liz leaning against the wall, crying. Jessica ran inside, holding Liz and gasping the phone.
"Hello? This is Jessica Wakefield, Elizabeth's sister?" She said, watching her sister dissolve into tears.
"I'm sorry about this. But Tom Watts was killed in a car accident, on the highway. We need someone to come in and identify him?" Jessica gasped. Tom was dead?"
"I'll be down in a minute," she said, trembling, before hanging up the phone.
She grabbed her sister, holding her tightly. Elizabeth burst into more tears, her sobs growing louder.
"NO! It's not true! It can't be!" Jessica's eyes filled with tears. She picked up the phone.
"Hello, Ms Wakefield's home."
"Steven!" Jessica choked on the word.
"What? Jess? What's wrong?"
"Steven, I need you to come here. Elizabeth…just come!" she hung up the phone, watching her sister cry.
A few minutes later, Steven burst in through the door, stopping when he saw them.
"God what happened?" He ran forward, holding onto Liz. Jessica leaned over to whisper to him.
"Tom, was in a car accident on the way from SVU. He died." Jessica held back a sob. Steven grabbed Liz, who cried harder. "I need to go identify his body and get his things…" Steven nodded, trying to convince Liz to go to bed. Jessica stood up, shakily, grabbing the wall.
She walked out, grateful her chauffeur was there.
"Can you take me to the hospital?" She asked in a shaky voice. He nodded.
"What's wrong, Miss?" He asked, driving out.
"MY brother-in-law is dead, and my sister is pregnant. Alone. All alone!" she broke into tears. Why did this have to happen? Why?
Jessica remained outside the morgue, holding tightly onto a bag of Tom's things. She was waiting for Clark to come and take her home.
She couldn't believe it. He was lying there, hid body already turning blue.
She'd ignored the large cut on his forehead, trying to convince herself he was merely sleeping. But he was dead.
Tears sprang to her eyes again. How could this happen? Elizabeth was so happy! So was Tom! He couldn't wait to be a dad, he'd already started building a crib.
The ironic thing was he'd dies around the same area his family had died. Jessica shook her head. She was never going on that highway again. It was cursed!
"Jessica!" Clark whispered. Her lower lip trembling, Jessica reached out for him, grabbing hold of him tightly. He held her as she cried for her sister's loss.
"Come on, let's go home," he whispered, helping her outside the room.
Did anyone see that coming?