Mom and Sam were still as in love as ever. I would constantly walk in on them making out and whispering I love you all the time.
“Ew Grandpa! I’m only a teen, I refuse to have a boyfriend until I am at least 20. I want to go to med-school and then travel the world like Grand-Aunt Scarlet.” Coral would say with a big smile. That was my little girl..ambitious.
I wasn’t surprised when T.J. told mom she thought she might be gay.
T.J. rolled her eyes and said “MOM..I’M 23! NOT 13.”
Mom sighed and said ” Alright I understand…as long as your happy T.J.”
T.J. nodded and said “Mom I’m so glad you are okay with it…because there is this one girl.”
Mom sighed again and said “One thing at a time hun.”
T.J. giggled and said “Don’t worry mom I have the perfect thing to help you chill out.” T.J. tiptoed inside the house and asked us all the come inside.
We were surprised when we saw T.J. inside the house sniffing a box as she said “Yummy”
I was pleasantly surprised when I saw what she held in her hands…Pizza.
“Well Amy..I don’t think you should leave yet. Coral has dreams of being a doctor and traveling the world. Let her finish school here and then she can decide what she would want to do. Finish this legacy…we can’t leave and pack up when Coral has barely finished high school.” Ivory said slowly.
I nodded and said “Your right mom. We’ll stay”. I then grabbed another slice of pizza as we all began to plan for the upcoming superbowl party.
I was sad when my father’s brother told me my father was out of town. He had been released from jail years ago but I had never gotten up the courage to talk to him. So, I asked my father’s brother Veeraj to answer some questions. He happily agreed.
Veeraj sighed. “you deserve to know the truth dear. Your mother was one of the nicest girls in our school and at first we were friends. We all were but she fell in love with Brad. At first he didn’t notice how much she adored him. I did…I always knew that she loved him. Though Bradley only began to care about Ivory when he met with our Grand- uncle..Darryl.
He was heartbroken when your great-aunt Gemma wouldn’t leave her wife for him. Brad and Darryl had always been close and Brad took our uncle’s pain as his own. Uncle Darryl eventually killed himself, I doubt your Aunt was all to blame but Brad didn’t see it that way..he wanted revenge. When he realized Ivory loved him, he decided to use her as his vehicle for revenge. Amy…your father did more then abuse Ivory. He worked hard to destroy her.” Veeraj said sadly.
I felt the tears streaming down my cheeks as soon as he began the story. When he was done I could barely see through my puffy, watery eyes. I put my hands over my eyes and began to sob. I cried for my mother…for my family and most of all for myself. I had begged my mother to give my dad a chance. It was all my fault that he was able to hurt her…
It took weeks before I was able to face her…to tell her how sorry I was. When I told her I knew she simply hugged me and kissed my head as she whispered “That is my past and this…you, Sam, Walter and everyone. This is my future.” I felt her cheeks rise as she smiled while she held me. I knew she had forgiven me long before I even knew I should be sorry.
Soon Walter realized he was bisexual and fell in love with a woman named Evangeline.
As the years past… I took my place as the legacy heiress.
I was sad to see them go since I had grown up with them being in the house.
T.J. eventually updated her look a little bit..
When I turned 21, I chopped my hair into short curls. I have to admit it framed my face and made me even more gorgeous. Okay..okay I admit it. I am a bit of a snob but when your this gorgeous who can help it.
Aunt T.J. evenutally found love..with the maid, ugh of all people. I wish she would have picked someone with more class. Well anyway, the maid (Frida) seemed to just be a heartbreaker, but T.J. didn’t care. She was all swept up in cupid’s arrow.
Then…we met them. Scott and Alex, two friends of mine from med-school whom I had run into by accident at the coffee shop. I invited them back to the house and couldn’t stop staring into Scott’s eyes. His beautiful blond hair and deep blue eyes, mesmerized me.
Then Uncle Walter and Evangeline surprised us all and had a private wedding, in the kitchen! What low breeding!
I couldn’t help it I loved being the center of attention.
The first girl of a Jenson heiress to not be named after a precious stone. She was the start of a new beginning.
First I want to thank everyyyyoneee for reading and commenting on both of my legacies. This one seems to have been more popular. I hope those of you who have read have enjoyed it. I tried to keep the legacy interesting, my new one is