Oh my gosh what’s this? An update finally? Is this really Part Two? Yes, it finally is. I’m sorry for the long delay. Been very busy with school and had some game issues-which I’m not really sure if they’re resolved or not? But, it doesn’t matter I managed to do something and finish playing and editing pictures. Now its time to tell the story. Now, this will be the last update for awhile again since I’m going to switch to another project since this one took so long to get out I need a break from it haha. Sorry. Anyway, let’s get on to the LONG awaited part two.
But, first a few NOTES to be aware of……..
1. Sim-related violence is displayed in this chapter, nothing brutal or graphic, but just to note.
2. I DO NOT CONDONE any form of violence. It is purely for story-telling purposes. If it makes you uncomfortable please do not read.
3. Graphic wounds or Custom Content wounds are in this chapter. Its nothing that I don’t think you can’t stomach because its pixelated wounds in a sense. BUT, I’m putting a disclaimer just in case and to be considerate.
4. Lately, Profanity will most likely be USED you do not like reading it or hearing, please don’t read or just note to skip over those words. The words are used to convey emotion and are unique to the character.
5. Oh, and I forgot. Time is going to pass quickly in this chapter. I can’t tell you exactly how long because that wouldn’t defeat the purpose of the plot, but imagine much time has passed towards the end.
6. I should probably note this too, I do not have anything against anyone who is of Asian heritage. I don’t think they are violent people or perceive them to be this way. I chose China because in Sims 3 World Adventures its the first country sims can travel to. I have no prejudice against anyone.
Diary Entry #26:
After they discovered me and An snooping in the tombs, they had us surrounded all holding their weapons of choice. Some with old swords, and others with guns that looked to be Simamerican and possibly confiscated from other travelers they met along the way. They were yelling in Chinese at the top of their longs, their leader most of the time and the others joined in. All of them feverishly throwing their arms around at us. An tried to whisper translations to me when he could, but it was useless because every time they saw An’s lips move, they would point their weapons closer to our throats. They did, however snatch our small travel bags and empty them out searching for weapons I presumed. When they found nothing of value to them, I noticed their leader scrunch up this face in annoyance. That’s when they threw our jackets at us, and signaled for us to put them on. I was confused at the time because the weather was rather temperate, and it wasn’t cold by any means. We brought the jackets only if we planned on scavenging around the mountains.
That was until they started forcing us to march to some location, that’s when I realized why they wanted us to wear jackets. They marched us towards the mountains up the only path and leads up to the peaks. That must of been their hideout location? I wasn’t sure. My emotions didn’t overcome me until we reached the stone hut that stood before us. It looked cold and dark. None of them said anything to us, were just stood there for some time as they talked among themselves. Probably plotting what they were going to do to us. That’s when my body started to tense up with fear. I drew back in fear, holding on to An. An’s hands grasped my arm. He tried to let me know that everything was going to be okay, but something told me that it wasn’t. We walked right into the lion’s den.
It felt like hours that we were standing there in front of what looked like our future. A stone-cold hut. Eventually their leader walked over to us, with his smug face, glaring at us. I couldn’t help but feel my legs start to step back as he came closer. This man truly frightened me. He turned his head away from and stood there in front of An, in a dead stare. Then he started yelling in Chinese at An. I wish I could of known what he was saying. From what I could gather, I think he was telling An that me and him need to march into that hut since his arms were flailing around towards the door as he commanded.
I thought An was going to give me the look, that look that says “do what he says by any means”, but instead An’s face went from a serious/scared to angry. He narrowed his eyes at what looked to be the dangerous man out of the bunch, and threw his hands up threatening him in Chinese.
As you can imagine, making threats to the person who just kidnapped you and will end your life without blinking did not take them lightly. The man walked toward one of his subordinates, and handed him the gun he was carrying. He then ran up to An, and tackled him to the ground throwing punches anywhere he could. An was taken a little off guard from the looks of it. I”m just glad the man didn’t shoot him right then and there. They wrestled around in the snow for a while, throwing punches and kicks everywhere and anywhere on their opponents body.
I put my hands to my lips. I wanted to scream but knew that wasn’t a good idea. Should not draw attention to myself, and if they knew I had feelings for An, they wouldn’t hesitate to hurt him in front of me. Especially something drastic. I bit on my fingers through my gloves. I wanted it to end. I wanted An to stop and just follow his orders. Eventually I closed my eyes because I couldn’t take much more watching An get himself beat up over nothing, or even worse me. I don’t want people to get hurt because of me.
An wasn’t winning the fight by any means. Eventually the man stood up and An sat there in the snow helpless. Feeling the defeat and in obvious pain.
That’s when he looked at me and yelled in Chinese again, signaling to go inside the hut. I did as I was told. No way in hell I was about to defy a man with this much power. I ran through the door, just to get away from him. An followed behind me slowly. Once we both were in the hut, I heard the door shut behind us and it being latched shut. That was it. Here we are in this hut now. What happens now?
“What happens now? We’re just stuck here now?” I asked, my eyes widening as reality slowly set in
“Yes. If they’re keeping us in this hut, I’m going to assume they think we have answers of some sort? Which we don’t, but they don’t care regardless. My guess is they’re going to withhold food and water from us. Its an ancient Chinese prisoner of war method. They figure if they weaken the body, it weakens the mind and there fore we’ll divulge more information.” he explained nonchalantly
“But, hey don’t worry okay Ash? Everything will be okay. I promise. We just have to probably endure some hardships, but we will make it through this.”
How could he be smiling at a time like this? This wasn’t a time to be sentimental or hopeful. We need to look at the facts. The outlook is looking pretty bleak right now.
His face slowly turned from a smile to pensive. That’s all I needed to know. Even An can’t hide how worried he is. I turned around and looked around our four-walled hut. It was dark and cold. I just stood there. This was my life for the next-who knows? I could be here for days, weeks, months or even years. If I can hold out that long. I’m going to be tortured for information I don’t even possess. How does one swallow that you ask? You don’t. You just don’t.
At this point, I’m glad I managed to save my diary in my pocket. I can still hold onto my sanity for a little longer.
Diary Entry # 27:
I’m not sure how many days its been. There are no windows in our hut, so we have no idea when its night or daylight. Its been forever. No one has come to see us. An was right. They’re withholding food and water. So far, I just have minor fatigue in the pit of my stomach. Nothing I can’t handle yet. Same goes for An, who is still unusually calm about the whole situation. I’ve had my outbursts of emotions at least once a day, and An just lays there on the floor.
For fuck’s sake we have no idea how long we’ve been just sitting here in silence?! It could of been two weeks for all we know and we have no idea. There’s no way out. We can’t escape, and even if we did that’s a suicide mission. All we have been doing is siting here. I think An has accepted his fate, and knows the outcome isn’t going to be good.
The realization I’ve come to? That this is all. my. fault.
Diary Entry #28:
I haven’t had a chance to write anything down for quite some time. I still have no idea how much time has passed since we’ve been taken as prisoners. My best guess is maybe two months? Probably been longer than that. At this point that isn’t important. Staying alive and surviving is the main goal. It wasn’t long before they started taking one of us at time to question and use brute force to get the answers they desperately want.
My body is so weak. I can’t even pick myself up from the floor anymore. When they come they have to come pick me up and carry me to the room where the interrogation takes place. I’ve started to lean against a wall for sleeping, when I do sleep that is. They usually come for An first and then me. I’ve come to the conclusion that since I’m a woman and was parading around their country I get more of the physical torture than An does. I have wounds that start to heal, but they reopen them with their punches, kicks and beat me with any objects they have at the time. I think they want to see me not show emotion. Its like a test they administer even though they know I will. I can’t help but wail each time I’m struck. It hurts and the guilt I’ve been feeling. Its been hovering over me like a bad thunderstorm. An won’t admit it, but I’m sure he blames me. I know he does.
Knowing An, I’m sure he’s blaming himself and not me. I can see it in his body language. All he has his a huge gash by the corner of his mouth. I think he feels guilty that I get all the violent acts, and not him. But, women aren’t treated the same as men here so its only naturally right? Not saying its right or just, but it makes sense. I can’t help but force a small smile on my face as I think about him. He is such a sweet man, and took a big chance coming here with me. He is a fearless man. I’m happy to call him my friend. But, he needs to know how I’m feeling and that I feel completely responsible for our situation. He was right, we shouldn’t of ever came.
I miss my parents, and I can only imagine what’s going through their minds. They’re probably worried sick that their daughter hasn’t come home yet and she was probably supposed to be home by now. My dad isn’t resting I’m sure. He’ll make sure every measure is taken for his little girl. I can’t believe I would choose to put my parents through such pain. What if I never see them again? What if I…..what if I die here?
I managed to take what energy I had to stand up and lean against the wall for support. I just stared at the locked door. One of the many obstacles of the craved freedom. An watched me and stood up with me, probably in case if I collapsed. I’ve done it before and the floor is metal. Even in this hut, he’s still looking out for me. I then just burst into tears and start mumbling through the hard breaths I take with each tear.
“I’m…I”m so–so sorry I got you into this An. You don’t deserve this. I can’t believe I talked…talked you into this. I’m so sorry I put our lives into danger. We shouldn’t of came.” I sobbed
“Oh, please Ashlynn. Don’t cry. I can’t bare to see you cry. ” he squinted his eyes, fighting back his own tears and sadness
“But, its true! I’m to blame for all of this. Everything. For you getting hurt, being captured, my own demise! I’ve caused everyone so much pain, even myself. This isn’t right. You don’t deserve to call me a friend.”
“That’s not true. I’m not sorry for any of this.”
“…Wha-what? What did you say?” I sniffled, rubbing my eyes of the tears
“An, don’t try to make me feel better by lying to me. It’s not going to work. I’m at fault, just admit that you resent me. I resent myself, so its okay for you to say it too. You don’t deserve to know me one bit.”
“What? No! That’s not what I meant. I wasn’t lying. I meant it, I’m not sorry for anything that’s happened. I really mean it.”
“Oh An!” I wobbled into his arms, burying my face into his chest
“Shhh, its okay Ashlynn. I told you, we will make it through this. I promise you.” he whispered
“How can you promise that? That’s a pretty big promise to make. I just want to go home. I want to hug my parents one last time. See my family in good spirits and their smiles. But, no. I have to be the overly ambitious Simamerican girl who wants to help those less fortunate and try to make a difference.” I cried
“Don’t say that Ashlynn. I wouldn’t have this anyway. I’m glad that I’m here with you. You want to know why? Because its that hunger and ambition I like. I’m amazed by how driven you are. There aren’t many people like you, and you shouldn’t be ashamed of who you are. Yes, this situation isn’t ideal, or desired but we knew that going in. So please don’t apologize.”
“See, its when you say things like that. How do I deserve such kind words? I don’t. Especially coming from you. You’re just being too kind and modest.”
“No I’m not. I’m saying these things because you need to know that I have feelings for you. Strong feelings. In fact, I’d say I’m in love with you Miss Ashlynn Shallow.
What? What did he just say?
“What? What did you say?” I stuttered
“I revealed that I”m in love with you. I don’t care if you don’t feel the same way, but I need you to know this. After the course of time we’ve spent together and getting to know you, I’ve developed feelings for you and I can’t deny them any longer.” he repeated
“Or did you just want to hear me say it again?” he flashed a smile
“Oh. Hehe. You really do?”
“Haha yes Ashlynn. I really do.”
“Hehe sorry. Just wanted to be sure I wasn’t delirious.” I chuckled
Can say he did manage to put a smile on my face in such a grim time. And truth is, I think I love him too.
“I love you too An. I’m glad you are apart of my life.”
That’s when he grabbed my arm and kissed me passionately. Our lips were locked tight, and I didn’t want it to end.
Okay, that’s it for part two! I hoped you enjoyed it, and I”m sorry that it took this long to get out! 🙂 I’m happy with this being an ending point for a bit while I work on other projects. My other projects are missing me terribly, and need to be updated more than this does.
I’d like to give credit for simnights for An Li. She can be found on tumblr.
Also like to give credit to pose creators:
-Delight33 and Crasrcoss for Fear Poses 12 and 13
Chibikins/FairsteadSims for Couch Couple Pose
Crazymary and Payano for S2 pose
Traelia for sleeping pose
Spladoum for Bully 9 pose
Nighty for Hold me Pose
Sagaro for sweet couple Poses 2