1.09 – Second Chances

A/N: Sorry this has taken so long to come out! It’s been over two months since I posted last. ;A; I’m really sorry, guys!! I don’t really have an excuse other than a pile of university work and the fact I haven’t really been myself the past couple of months. I’m working through it, though I’m still not 100%. But enough about me. :)

Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I had to split what I was planning into two, though, otherwise this would have been a lot more exciting.You guys shouldn’t have to wait too long for the next chapter, though! :)

Cameos are from The Seabrooke Legacy and Let It Be! See if you can spot who!

Six long months have passed since the wedding, and Susie still hasn’t come back.

I can walk again and eat again, but it seems meaningless. Jamie floats around the house like a ghost, and I know I am not much better. Perhaps we have both given up.

If I can wash these plates five hundred times, Susie will come back.

No matter how much I scrub, these plates refuse to stay clean. I can see the germs, dividing, multiplying, seeping like blood into the cracks on the counter.

If I can’t get them clean, Susie will never come back.

The plates continue to bleed.

My hands burn. Sear. Ache.

The knuckles are cracked and bleeding, the skin rubbed raw. The hot water has blistered my fingers and it hurts to write.

But I must write.

The words on the page, stark and black in a void of white, prove that I’m alive.

Sometimes it’s easy to forget that.

Sometimes it’s easy to forget that I’m not alone.

*

The plates won’t stay clean, no matter how much I wash them. Perhaps they are trying to tell me to give up on Susie, trying to tell me that she’s not coming back. But I can’t give up on the only hope I have.

If I wash these plates a thousand times, Susie will come back.

Clean. Please, get clean. Not dirty. Clean.

Why won’t they get clean? Why won’t the dirt come off? Why – ?

“Gabriel, if you scrub those plates any more there won’t be anything left.”

The quiet voice of Mr Moss made me start so violently that I sloshed a large amount of soapy water down my front. I wanted to reply to him, to explain that they were still dirty – couldn’t he see the dirt? – but I’d forgotten how to use my voice.

I grabbed a new plate from the side, ignoring the pain in my hands, ignoring how badly my arms were trembling.

If I wash these plates ten thousand times, Susie will come back.

“Gabriel, I swear to God, if you don’t snap out of this, I’m taking Jamie away with me. You owe him better than this.”

The threat shook me.

I withdrew my hands slowly from the sink, but I still couldn’t speak. The words had stuck in my throat, suspended in the hollowness that had drained all feeling away.

“Jamie asked me to come,” Mr Moss added softly. “More accurately, he asked Susannah to come and I came in her place. He’s worried about you and, seeing you like this, I can see why.”

At last, I found my voice.

“I’m sorry.” The words were weak, hoarse, but they were all I had. “I’m just… I thought…” My voice cracked and broke. “I want Susie back.”

It was the wrong thing to say. Mr Moss was beside me in three strides, jabbing his finger angrily at my chest.

“You should have thought about that before you fucked around, shouldn’t you?”

“It wasn’t like that, it -”

“I don’t need to hear your excuses!”

Anger – white hot, violent anger – rose up in my chest, swelling until it was hard for me to breathe.

“Well, maybe if someone actually listened to me for once, I wouldn’t be in this mess!” My voice was strong now, railing against the injustice I felt. “If Susie -”

“Don’t you dare blame my daughter for your mistakes!” Mr Moss roared.

His hands curled into fists and, for a moment, I thought he was going to punch me. For a moment, perhaps he was.

“I… I didn’t mean it like that,” I said, rather feebly.

This was only partly true. A part of me – a small part, mind you – insists that if Susie had just listened to me that night, if she had just let me explain, I wouldn’t have run away. If I hadn’t run away, I wouldn’t have met Kami.

But the rest of me knows that it was my fault for keeping the truth from her in the first place. It was little wonder that she had been so angry with me. And I also know, without a shadow of a doubt, that Susie had not forced me to have sex with Kami. That was entirely my doing. I can’t even bring myself to blame Kami for her part in it.

On the other hand, I know that if I hadn’t run away that night, Claude would have killed us whilst we slept. If I hadn’t slept with Kami and slunk back in self-disgust, Susie would be dead. I know that. It doesn’t make me feel any better, however, and it definitely doesn’t vindicate me.

But fate works in mysterious ways.

Mr Moss seemed to deflate in front of me. Now that I was no longer angry myself, perhaps, I looked even more dishevelled and pathetic than I had done when he had walked in the door.

“I don’t know why Susie insists on coming to talk to you,” he said quietly. “I don’t know why she’s even thinking of giving you a second chance.”

Hope fluttered in my chest for a brief moment before I crushed it under blunt reality. I had heard those words before, but she had never turned up. I didn’t think I could survive more disappointment.

Especially if Mr Moss took Jamie away.

My heart constricted painfully.

“I don’t deserve a second chance,” I muttered, looking away from him and staring at the floor. “I don’t deserve – perhaps you should just – just take Jamie.”

I could barely force the words out. Each one seemed wrenched from some dark place deep inside of me, some blackness I hadn’t wanted to acknowledge existed.

Now that I was no longer cleaning plates, I noticed how sick I felt. My head ached savagely and my chest was uncomfortably tight. As I moved, a wave of dizziness crashed over me and I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to keep myself upright. Awake. How long had it been since I’d last eaten? I couldn’t even remember.

I’d let Arthur down. I’d let Jamie down. How had I let myself become such a wreck?

I hate myself.

“You’re right,” Mr Moss said quietly; he looked faintly anxious. “You don’t deserve it.” He was silent for a long moment, and then added, “I’ll talk to Jamie. Perhaps he -”

At his words, panic swelled. My chest tightened further and, for a moment, blackness threatened to overwhelm me.

And then, suddenly, I was in Mr Moss’s arms.

“Don’t take him away! Please, I’ll do anything!”

I clung to him, burying my face in his shoulder and starting to cry, even though he stiffened in my grip. After a moment, he offered one or two awkward pats on my back, evidently wanting me to let go. I just clung tighter.

“Please,” I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady though I could feel myself trembling. “Please don’t leave me here all alone.”

Mr Moss pulled away at that, but he no longer looked as angry. If I looked hard enough, I could almost convince myself that there was concern in his eyes. Strong hands gripped my arms, and I was reminded that this man could snap me like a twig if he wanted to.

Thankfully, I was not quite a twig to him yet.

“You need to look after yourself, Gabriel. If Susannah comes back to find you looking like this, what is she going to think?”

“I – I don’t know, sir.” My voice was weak again. Hoarse.

“I don’t agree with her giving you a second chance, but, if that’s what she wants, I can’t stop her. Let me tell you this, though. One more mistake from you, and I don’t care what Molly says. You don’t want a Moss as an enemy.”

“No, sir,” I whispered. “I know. I won’t hurt her, I promise.”

“Your promises don’t mean much to me, Gabriel. Prove it.”

With those final, firm words, Seeley Moss let go of me, turned on his heel and left.

*

Though Mr Moss had seemed certain that Susie would come back to me, I couldn’t make myself believe it to be true. That day passed without any sign of her, and the day after that.

Jamie seemed relieved that I was no longer washing dishes like my life depended on it. I hadn’t realised that he had been so worried about me, but then, I hadn’t really noticed much of anything. I knew from the little I saw of him that he was still hurting over Jenna and still struggling at school, but he had stopped talking much about either. The past month or so had really taken a toll on our relationship, and I hoped that it was not too late to repair the damage.

Susie had left her guitar behind. I wondered if it was deliberate. Surely she would not have left it behind if she wasn’t coming back one day? But… perhaps someone – perhaps Isaac – had bought her a new guitar, one that was much better than this one. Perhaps the guitar was like me, left behind.

At least the guitar hadn’t made a mistake. Poor guitar.

I don’t know why I did it, but I took Susie’s guitar outside and began to play. My bleeding and blistered fingers stumbled on the strings, and what I played didn’t sound remotely like a tune, but I didn’t care.

Perhaps there was a part of me that thought she might come around the corner and hear me playing, and then all of our troubles would melt away. Isn’t that how it always works in romantic films?

But, of course, she didn’t appear.

She isn’t coming back, is she?

*

A few days passed.

Jamie helped me with the gardening as much as he could, as I was still fragile and too much hard work (like bending and stretching and lifting) could reopen my wound. I had taken Mr Moss’s words to heart and had resolved to always (from now on) make Jamie my first priority.

“How’s school?” I asked him quietly. “People still giving you trouble?”

“Not really,” he mumbled, though there was some hesitation before he replied. “I mean… I think they’ve decided that avoiding me is the best thing to do.”

I was silent for a moment, straightening gingerly and picking up the other watering can, before I brought up the subject we had both been avoiding.

“Have you heard from Jenna?”

“No,” Jamie said flatly.

He was saved from any further conversation by the horn of the school bus, shattering the stillness of the morning. Jamie tossed his watering can to the ground and had taken off running before I could get out another word.

*

Some days were better than others.

Some days, left alone in the silent, empty house, all I could do was scream Susie’s name at the sky. All I could do was shout at my father, my mother, James Frank – anyone – and pretend that the silent sun was screaming back.

Other times, I could only stare in silence at my reflection in the mirror, loathing everything I saw there.

I hate myself.

*

One morning, about a week after Seeley Moss had graced me with his presence, found me in a state of panic.

Some time the previous day, a note had been shoved under my front door.

Gabe,

We need to talk. I’ll see you tomorrow.

Susie.

And now it was tomorrow and I wasn’t sure if I was ready. I had been dreaming about this day for months now – hell, it was the only thing that kept me going most days – but now it was here…

Jamie had read the note (I had flapped it at him in a state of terror the night before) and had got up earlier than he needed to. He was now bustling around the kitchen, a determined look on his face.

I flopped into a chair with a sigh.

“G’morning.”

“Morning,” Jamie said brightly, and I noticed a flicker of his old self in the way he spoke. “I’m making pancakes.”

“Pancakes?” I asked apprehensively, something cold settling in my stomach. “You’re using… the oven?”

Jamie had never really understood my (growing) fear of ovens. He, like everyone else, treated them like innocent appliances, but I knew better.

“Yes,” he said, smiling as he mixed the batter rather vigorously. “I felt you could do with a hot breakfast to prepare you for the day.”

He turned on the oven and I couldn’t help but flinch.

“I think you and Susie just need to talk, and then we can be a family again.”

Jamie didn’t look at me as he spoke, but down at the batter sizzling in the frying pan. His jaw was set mulishly and his hand was gripping the frying pan so tightly his knuckles were white.

Suddenly, I understood his earlier cheerfulness.

“You really want this to all work out, don’t you?”

“I like it when you’re happy, Gabe. I like having a family. And you and Susie were so happy…”

He trailed off, but I knew what he meant.

We were happy, before I fucked it up.

I wasn’t really sure what to reply to that, so I kept quiet as Jamie flipped the pancake out of the frying pan and managed to catch it again. I had to admit, I was rather impressed.

“Make sure you don’t burn it,” I said anxiously, my eyes darting from the on switch to the blue flame flickering beneath the pan.

“Don’t worry, I won’t.”

“Aw, crap.”

The way his shoulders slumped in disappointment made all the brightness flee from the room.

“Jamie? Are you all right?”

He was silent as he tipped the burnt pancakes onto a plate. His hands trembled slightly. I could see from his anguish that getting this right had been important to him, that everything had come crashing down now he had failed.

“Jamie?” I ventured again.

He put the serving plate down on the side with a clatter and wiped his hand angrily over his eyes.

“Jenna’s never going to want me if I can’t even make pancakes right!” he burst out.

Ringing silence followed his words. It was the closest he had come to talking about Jenna in the past few weeks, but, at that moment, I didn’t know what to say to him. Instead, I said the only think I could think of.

“They look great, Jamie. Let’s eat them up before they get cold, all right?”

Jamie sniffed and nodded wetly.

“Okay.”

I’ll say this for Jamie. The pancakes may have looked like soggy, limp black socks (sorry, Jamie), but they didn’t taste half bad.

“Have you thought of what you’re going to wear today?” Jamie asked me, shoving his pancakes morosely around his plate.

“Wear?” I blinked, surprised. “What do you mean?”

Jamie looked at me as though I was insane. Perhaps I was.

“Well, you can’t just wear that. You look awful. Plus, I have no idea when you washed that stuff.”

I had no idea either.

“I don’t know,” I said, suddenly anxious. “I don’t know if I have anything to wear… I don’t know what she’s expecting.”

Jamie shook his head with a slight smile.

“Leave it to me, all right?”

After we had finished breakfast and put our plates in the sink (Jamie forbade me from washing up), he led me into the bedroom. I was more than a little apprehensive, remembering the last time Jamie had dressed me up for a date.

“You’re not going to put me in a dress again, are you?” I asked him.

Jamie shook his head as he pulled open a drawer.

“Of course not. This is serious.”

I have to admit, he didn’t do a bad job, considering what he had to work with. I had really let myself go in the past few months.

Jamie gave me a shy little smile, and it was almost like being back before the wedding. Almost.

“I think you look great, Gabe.”

“Thanks, Jamie.”

We spent the hour before the school bus arrived talking, just like old times. It was a mark of how much Jamie loved Susannah that he stayed and talked to me about everything and nothing, evidently not wanting anything to upset my somewhat fragile balance before my big meeting with her.

I would try my best to make things work with Susie, for Jamie. Not myself. I had blown my chances long ago.

“So…” I said hesitantly when there was a lull in the conversation. “What’s happening with you and Jenna? I know you’ve been worried about me, Jamie… but I’m worried about you.”

Jamie looked stricken.

“I… I don’t know. I haven’t been able to find out where she is. I mean…” He paused and took a deep breath. “There was an article that came out about her a couple of months ago. She’s apparently the daughter of some famous rock star I’ve never heard of and she’s living with him in Bridgeport now. But Bridgeport is huge…”

“What famous rock star is going to let their daughter date someone like me?” he continued tearfully. “What if she doesn’t come back from Bridgeport because she likes it too much there? What if she never wants to see me again?”

“Jamie,” I said softly. “Knowing Jenna, she won’t give half a damn what her father thinks of you. If she wants to be with you, she’ll be with you because she wants to, not because anyone gave her permission.”

“She thinks I’m a murderer. She doesn’t know what really happened!”

There was an uncomfortable moment of silence where I reflected on how eerily similar this was to my own situation six months ago.

“You need to talk to her, Jamie. Tell her the truth.”

“I know,” he said, his voice strangled. “But it’s finding her that’s the problem.”

“Can’t you go to her mum and ask for contact details?”

“I can’t do that!” Jamie sounded horrified. “Her mum probably won’t want me anywhere near her!”

“I suppose not,” I mumbled, thinking of Mr Moss.

As though he knew what I was thinking, Jamie knelt up at my side, resting his hand on my leg and looking into my eyes. His gaze was intense.

“Gabriel, whatever you do, don’t screw today up. Please.”

“Trust me. I don’t intend to.”

At that moment, the school bus tooted its horn from outside. Both Jamie and I jumped out of our skin. I sat upright, feeling sick, as Jamie got slowly to his feet.

“Gabe… good luck,” Jamie said quietly.

I nodded silently, feeling as though I would throw up if I even opened my mouth. Today would change the whole direction of my future, I knew it.

After the bus had pulled away, I went through to the bedroom and stared into the mirror. A different man lurked there than in the past few months, but I could still see the man I had been just under the surface.

Did I really deserve this second chance?

I was inclined to think that I didn’t. But… if Susie was willing to give it to me, I owed it to both her and Jamie to make the best effort I could.

When she came through the door, we stared at each other. I had almost forgotten how beautiful she was. Sure, I had some of the photographs from the wedding, but… they could not compare to seeing Susannah in person.

She looked tired. More tired than I had ever seen her. Older somehow. I doubted that I looked much better.

But she was still the same Susannah and I knew that when she smiled – if she smiled – it would still remind me of that splintered sun. Looking at her, I felt as though my heart would break if she walked away from me again.

“Gabriel…”

She walked up to me and reached out a hand as though to touch my arm, but, catching herself, she drew it back at the last moment. I swallowed, trying to recall moisture back into my suddenly dry mouth.

“Su- Susannah.”

That one word seemed to be too much for her and she broke down in front of me, though I could see that every part of her was fighting not to.

“How could you do it? How could you – how could you do that on our wedding night?!”

At a loss as to what else to do, I reached out to touch her, to comfort her, but she grabbed my wrist.

“Don’t,” she whispered. “I can’t stand it…”

“I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “I’m so, so sorry. I was an idiot. The biggest idiot. I wasn’t thinking, and she didn’t want to take no for an answer and I just… I just didn’t want to hurt any more.”

Susannah shoved me away.

“You didn’t want to feel hurt any more? So you hurt me?!”

“It wasn’t like that!” I protested. “I wasn’t thinking and -“

That’s obvious,” she snapped.

My heart clenched painfully. This wasn’t going how I had wanted. I wasn’t making this better – if anything, I was making the whole situation worse.

If I could just make her understand.

Somehow, I didn’t think confessing that I would have probably jumped off the bridge if I hadn’t met Kami that night would help in the slightest.

I went for my last resort – begging.

“Please, Susie… give me another chance. I was a stupid man caught up in a stupid moment. I would never willingly hurt you, Susie. I love you. Just… please. I need you. Jamie needs you.”

Susie’s face was painful to watch. She seemed to be struggling between what she knew was the right thing to do and what her heart wanted.

“I miss you, Gabe,” she said eventually. “I really do.”

“Then please,” I whispered. “Please, let me be the husband you deserve.”

“Gabe…”

I forced a smile, trying to lighten the mood.

“Besides… your dad will kill me if I ever hurt you again, so you don’t even have to worry about leaving me…”

“You’re an idiot,” Susie said softly. “A goddamn idiot.”

“Is… is that a yes?” I asked tentatively. I hoped she wasn’t going to shout at me.

Susie took a deep breath.

“This isn’t a yes, Gabriel. It’s a… we should start again. I’m not moving back in. I’m not going to live with you as your wife. We’re going to build our relationship again from the ground up. That’s the only way this is going to work. That’s the only way I can begin to trust you again.”

The words sounded rehearsed. I knew then that she had made her decision before she had even walked through the door.

Somehow, my heart did not feel any lighter.

“I understand,” I said.

It was more than I deserved.

“I’m sorry it has to be this way, Gabriel,” Susie said, and for the first time she looked anxious. I wondered what the expression on my face was. “It’s just… I don’t want this to be a mistake.”

“No, don’t be sorry. I’m sorry it’s come to this, Susie. I wanted to make you the happiest girl in the world, but… I’ve just screwed things up.”

Susie didn’t have a reply for that. She didn’t need one.

*

We went back to the early stages of our relationship, but now there were no lies between us. It felt different to before.

Right somehow.

For the first few weeks, I was horribly worried I’d make a wrong move, that I’d destroy our relationship in its new infancy, but as the days went by, I relaxed more and more in Susie’s presence.

When Susie wasn’t working with the band, we went out on dates. We went to the library, to the diner, to the art gallery.

We went to many more places and did more things together than we ever had done before.

Jamie was happy that Susie and I were beginning to mend our relationship. On weekends, when he didn’t have a mountain of homework to do, he came with us on outings. Fishing, feeding the ducks in the park, even to the military base for a (truly horrifying) tour.

With each passing day, the old Jamie began to shine through more. He still had nightmares, he still climbed into bed with me on frequent occasions and he still cried into his pillow over Jenna, but… during the day he smiled.

Of course, not all of our dates were exactly to my taste. I agreed to do a lot of things to keep Susie happy that I would never have dreamed of doing before.

One of these things was riding a horse.

I didn’t exactly have a natural talent for it.

It didn’t help, of course, that horses are rather terrifying creatures. Why would anyone want to sit up on a creature that probably is thinking about how best to throw you off? The swaying of its back and the lurching as it moved forward was enough to send me into a nervous sweat.

Susie, of course, had no such qualms.

Things were going well between the two of us. So well, in fact, that I begun to believe that maybe, just maybe, we would be a proper family again.

I wanted nothing in the world more than that.

*

We had been dating again for a couple of months when I decided the time was right to take the plunge.

I told Susie to dress up and took her to a fancy new restaurant that had just opened up across town. My first harvest of vegetables had actually brought in a rather tidy sum, and what better way to celebrate than with a romantic dinner? I wished Jamie could have come with us, but, if I was to ask Susie to move back in with us, I knew that we needed to be alone.

I hoped I wouldn’t ruin things once more.

Thanks to Isaac Dream, who had made some phone calls on my behalf, we got a great table with a riverside view. Susie looked amazing, wearing a bright blue dress with a low back, and Isaac had lent me his spare tuxedo so I looked my best.

I ordered the salad, since this was a strange new restaurant and I didn’t want to be poisoned by undercooked meat. For some reason, Susie found this hilarious.

“I don’t believe you,” she laughed, as she tucked into her grilled salmon. “You come all the way to this restaurant for a glitzy meal and all you have is the same you always have at home.”

I stuck my tongue out at her between mouthfuls of food.

We ate most of our meal in silence, listening to the low hum of conversation all around us. For my part, I was nervously thinking about how exactly I would phrase my question later in the evening.

If possible, I felt even more scared than the day I proposed.

As for Susie, well… I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. Maybe she was thinking about if she had made the right decision or not by taking me back. Or maybe… maybe she was just thinking about how awesome her grilled salmon tasted.

I looked around at the other couples in the restaurant, trying to phrase my question perfectly.

What would that man over there with the redheaded woman say? He looked like the suave, eloquent type. I didn’t think he would have any problem getting the question out.

Then again, perhaps he wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place.

My stomach bubbling uncomfortably, I looked over at another couple just as the man choked on whatever he was eating.

Oh, God, that was the sort of dumb thing I would do. Please don’t let me choke on my salad.

Don’t think about it, Gabe. Just do it. Just ask her.

I turned my gaze back to Susannah, who was watching me with a mildly curious expression on her face.

I gathered my courage.

“Susie, I love you. Please… come back home and be my wife?”

*

Susannah Nesaren… you complete me.

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42 responses to “1.09 – Second Chances

  1. Love. Lovelovelove <3

    I wish Susie knew how badly Gabe fell apart without her =[ I dooo think she could have been a weeny bit more forgiving, but… yay! They're back together and Jamie-bean is happy and yay <3

    I know who all the couples are, but then, I watched you play the chapter, sooo…. it doesn't count =D

    • Emy

      Susie was a little bit harsh, but she has every right to be, I think. I mean, it was their wedding night and all. >.> Silly man. But yes, he did fall apart without her. ;A;

      Thank you! <3

  2. I’m excitedly optimistic now, but knowing the nature of this story, I’ll be holding my breath for the next part.
    Also, Gabe was adorable when he was riding that horse. :D

    • Emy

      Bwahaha, wasn’t he?? He looked so terrified!! I was laughing to myself all through that scene. Silly bugger. <3

      Haha, I'm not that bad, am I?? (Don't answer that. ^^)

      Thanks <3

  3. Yay she took him back! It was so sad watching him wash those dishes over and over and over in misery. I dunno if I would ever take someone back that cheated on me but I can’t stand to see Gabe miserable.
    I hope everything works out for Jamie too! It’s heartbreaking to see a frown on that adorable face of his.

    • Emy

      I don’t think I’d be able to take back someone that cheated on me either, but luckily Susie is a bit more forgiving than me. Even though she made him work for it and left him alone for six months (which he kind of deserved, but then he was in a bit of a pain-induced haze for a lot of it, so it could have been worse…)

      Jamie is not allowed to be sad. DO YOU HEAR ME, DEEDS?! *hugs him* I hope everything works out for him too.

      Thank you! <3

  4. I love love love love love love love this chapter like you wouldn’t believe! It was filled with so many highs and lows that had me feeling like I was on a roller coaster ride, probably like our Gabriel felt. And you’re right, I couldn’t get through that conversation without giggling XD

    But oh JAMIE! Oh my goodness poor THING. He’s so torn up! Jenna’s suffering pales in comparison to his! MY JAMIE! *hugs him*

    • Emy

      That is because you have a dirty mind!! (lololololol) But yeah, it was a rollercoaster kind of chapter, wasn’t it? XD Poor Gabe and Susie.

      I need the next Hart chapter, ohmigooooood! ;A; <3 <3 <3

      Thank you! :)

  5. First the Seeley Moss smack down, cause that was what I’d been waiting for. . .

    ” I was reminded that this man could snap me like a twig if he wanted to.
    Thankfully, I was not quite a twig to him yet.”

    Hahahahaha, made me laugh. Seriously. Laugh HARD! Gabe is soooo lucky it was only Seeley – though he’s a kick-ass and taking names kinda guy, we both agreed earlier that Seeley is a lot more understanding as a father-in-law than if say. . . Parker. . . was his in-law. Someday I want to see a smack down between Delta Nine and Seeley Moss – just saying XD

    “You don’t want a Moss as an enemy.”

    Well DUH! Even I don’t want to go there with any of the Mosses. Specially Seeley! Seriously! I still miss my Crack though *Sad.*

    I find it highly amusing that you used Bradley Mason in this story when that particular Mason is the Grandfather of Suzie!!!

    I am happy that Suzie is giving Gabe a chance. I was hoping for it, even though I don’t think he deserves this second chance. Cheating aside, it WAS his wedding night. What a total dumb-ass.

    As for Jamie, just hold on baby, she’s coming! She still loves you! (So glad I read Hart before Splintered Sun tonight!)

    • Emy

      Haha, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I was terribly worried Seeley would punch his brains out and then I’d be left without an heir. Thank goodness he’s not Parker. Though Parker would use a gun. >.> And really, Gabe… of all the Mosses to piss off, you have to pick SEELEY.

      Hahaha, this is true. I forgot about that. It’s cool, it’s an alternate Bradley from another universe. *waves arms spookily*

      I think your feelings match everyone else’s on the matter. Gabe is a total pillock, but… thank goodness they’re working it out! XD At least Gabe is not a guy to make the same mistake twice.

      Me too, me too!! Deeds was debating waiting to release that chapter until after I’d released mine and I’m so glad she didn’t! ;A;

      Thank you, OPB! You’re awesome <3 <3

  6. For the purposes of the story, I’m glad Susie and Gabe are trying to work things out. Personally, though, I’d never be able to trust Gabe again after something like that, and I still don’t like him. That isn’t to say I don’t pity him; I do. But he kind of…makes me sick. ><

    I recognized the couples! <3 That was awesome. And Seeley controlled himself very well during his visit. I was proud.

    • Oh and, I really hope things work out for Jamie and Jenna soon! *hugs for Jamie*

    • Emy

      Aw, it’s all right. *hugs* You have no idea how much I wish I’d changed the story line before writing that chapter, instead of afterwards. I admit, no matter how much I love Gabe, I couldn’t take him back either. There’s only three or four more chapters from Gabe now, and the next heir hates his guts, so I think you’ll get on well with them (although, admittedly it’s for different reasons)! *hugs again*

      Seeley did control himself very well. You could see it in his eyes he wanted to punch Gabe into a pulp. XD

      Yay for the couples. :D I needed some background people for that scene and decided to pay tribute to a couple of my favourite couples. That was an awkward sentence.

      Thank you, Cait. I always love your comments. <3

  7. Seriously, I cried when I read this update. Gabe has really fallen apart without her there, I am glad to see they were able to repair the damage, baby step at a time.

    I was scared Jamie was going to leave and try and find Jenna at Bridgeport. O.O That would have been a conundrum.

    And Seeley, thank you for not breaking Gabriel. And seeing that doing so wouldn’t help the sitiuation if you had. ;0; Poor Gabe cleaning dishes til his hands bleed still seeing them as dirty. :(

    I’d write more on how absolutely brilliant this chapter was but I has to get ready to leave. O:

    • Emy

      Yes, it’ll be baby steps, but hopefully (hopefully) their relationship will be stronger for it. I mean, I think Gabe grew up a bit. Under it all, he’s still just 20 and he hasn’t had a chance to grow up at his own rate. We shall see what happens, I guess.

      Yeah. o.o I think if Jamie had left him Gabe would have completely broken down and not be able to function. o.o Poor guy needs to see a shrink or something.

      Seeley showed remarkable self restraint, I think. He really wanted to punch him. I agree, that wouldn’t have helped in the slightest. XD

      Thank you so much. <3

  8. dot823

    Awww, I’m so glad it got a little better!! and I loved Seeing Bradley again…it’s been so long since his generation!! This was great :)

    • Emy

      I love Bradley so much, I had to use him! Xia Wen and Bradley are one of my favourite couples of all time, so I wanted to pay homage. :D

      Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed! :) <3

  9. Liza

    OMG TERRENCE BRADLEY AND MARIE!

    Anyyyway, yayy new Splintered Sun! *claps hands*

    LOL for Jamie and his pancakes. He’s such a sweetheart!

  10. Liza

    And one last thing SEELEY ILU!

  11. Wow, you really bring out the whole spectrum of emotions in a chapter, don’t you? :D Oh god, the first part of this chapter was so heartbreaking! Poor Gabe and the dishes–I just wanted to cry. and then…Seeley–scary! I love that he was so ready to beat the tar out of Gabe for hurting his little girl, but still was there and hugged him back and gave him another chance with Jamie. I got so hopeful when he got the note from Susie, and their dating! LOL. I’m sure the military base was terrifying to him, the poor guy! But that entire horse scene–omg, I was laughing so hard. His expressions are priceless! I loved dinner–omgMarie & Tenn!!!! Yay!! I love the way Gabe thought of the two couples, cracked me up! I really, really hope she moves back in with them, and they can be a family again. And have a wee bebeh, perhaps?

    • Emy

      Gabriel tends to… crack a little when he’s distressed/depressed. :c

      I think Seeley is a good man, above everything else. That’s always the impression I got when reading RGSNM and that’s what I try to emulate when I’m writing Seeley.

      That horse scene. Oh my god, that picture with him trying to get on the horse is my new desktop background. It makes me laugh so much. Silly silly man. <3

      Marie and Tenn. <3

      Hmmm… this family is long overdue babies, isn't it? :D

      Thank you! <3 <3

  12. <3 <3 <3. I was so excited to see a new chapter of splintered sun in my followed blogs. You definitely disappoint. These boys are so unlucky in love, but they want that feelling of love so much. That's one of the things I love about Jamie and Gabe. I'm really glad that Suzie has agreed to give Gabe another chance, I love this couple. That picture of Gabe on the horse cracked me up! XD

    I've definitely missed your work Emmy. Good luck with all of your university work, I totally agree that all of the workpile they give you is ridiculous ;). I'm also glad to hear that you're starting to feel yourself again. I hope all is well and continues to be well in your life. <3

    • Emy

      Awww, thank you so much. <3 I think love has a way of finding people in the end, though. :)

      Gabe on a horse cracks me up too. I'll have to send him riding more often, hahaha. :D

      Thank you!! Yeah, the work is mad. The next two weeks I have four assignments due, but then I have a month off (for intensive simming! :) ) I've got several of your updates sitting in my inbox that I need to read. ^^; Life gets in the way. And thank you. Life is getting better. <3

  13. Bia

    This was perfect. Seriously, stunning writing. The way you described Gabe and how his disorder got worse with Susie leaving was really realistic. Also, Susie coming back wasn’t unrealistic at all. There were no “I love you, that will have to do! Let’s just forget out past problems!” like in so many stories. Her coming back was very real, it felt like it could actually go that way in real life.

    I’m anxious for the next chapter! I love how you can describe your characters emotions with such detail, it really sucks me into it!

    • Emy

      Thank you so much!! I really wanted to make Susie coming back as realistic as possible, as nothing shakes me out of a story more than a character doing something they would never do. So I’m really glad you found it realistic!!

      The next chapter will definitely not take two months to come out. :) I finish uni for the holidays in a couple of weeks, and I hope to update several times before I have to come back. :)

      Thanks again! <3

  14. Gosh, you have no idea how bad I felt for Gabe! He was a total mess without her. Then Jamie, I feel so bad for him too! He really needs to find someone worth his adorable little self. Jenna is either going to come back, or Jamie needs to move on. It’s just hurting him…

    I was so happy to see Susie give Gabe another chance! Such a very kind woman she is. Gabe didn’t deserve it, but, she loves him… and he loves her. I hope that last picture means that they are getting back together :) They look so sweet together, and Gabe clean up looks cuter than ever ;)

    Wonderful update, Emy! I always look forward to reading your chapters, no matter the wait :)

    Jax

    • Emy

      He really was, wasn’t he? Poor Gabe. He doesn’t cope well with stressful or distressing situations. And yes, poor Jamie too! :c We shall see how things go for him in the next couple of chapters. If you haven’t read the Harts, I recommend it to see Jenna’s point of view. (That and it’s fantastically written. :))

      Gabe didn’t deserve a second chance, and he knows that – but I think that makes him even more determined to be a great husband!! I have way too much fun dressing Gabe up, by the way. I think it shows. Hahaha.

      Thank you so much, Sponge. <3

  15. Jedidiah

    *happy dance happy dance* *throws pompoms in the air* Emy has posted a chapter! My life’s complete. :D

    Wow, Gabe was a complete mess without Susie! I hope in due time, her scars will fade. I mean, Gabe screwed up on their wedding night!!! With that sleezy Kami!!!! arghhhh she better not show up 3 chapters from now with a child!!! *cracks knuckles*. Mr. Moss is such a cool dude. And hooray for Jamie sticking around and fixing Gabe up. LOL I’m sure it’s not easy for Jamesy atm.

    Your updates are always worth the wait. But school comes first. XD
    -Jed

    • Emy

      Woooo. :D I was so happy to be working on this again, you have no idea! :D

      Gabe’s a mess a lot of the time, bless him, but Susie being gone really didn’t help. And *shakes fist at Kami*. She took advantage of Gabe at precisely the wrong moment. >.>

      I love Seeley Moss. He’s awesome. <3

      And no, poor Jamie. He's very good at picking up the pieces, but not of his own life. XD

      Thank you so much! <3

  16. Sorry I didn’t get to this sooner. I’m woefully behind on my reading :( I’m happy things have worked out, though I wouldn’t have allowed myself to be so forgiving. I think Gabe got a raw deal in life, so even if he is a cheating scum, he deserves happiness.

    I suppose if I was going to forgive a cheating scum, I would want to do it the way Susie did. They had to start over. She’s a better person than I am, to agree to do it.

    And I really, really want happiness for Jamie, too.

    • Emy

      You read this a day after I uploaded it and you call that behind?? I’m really behind, I have updates to read from over a month ago. ;A; So don’t worry, it’s okay! :D <3

      I'm happy that things worked out too, and I think, if I were to forgive someone that cheated on me, I would start over too. If she'd just moved back in, things wouldn't have worked out so great, I think.

      Me toooo. *peers at Deeds*

      Thank you! <3

  17. Sorry I was behind. Anyways, still not too crazy with Gabe. If a guy pulled the same stunt as he did, he can forget about me. Anyways, let’s hope the second chance isn’t for naught.

    • Emy

      I’m really behind too, don’t worry. I have loads of updates to read. ;A;

      I don’t think Gabe is stupid enough to blow a second chance. We shall see what happens. :)

      Thanks <3

  18. Melanie Baker

    Squeeee!!!!!! you make me a happy person, i was crying that first part, and i laughed at gabes fail of horse-riding (have to wait till xmas to get my pets.) but I’m glad that they’re back together!

  19. Sorry it took me so long to read this! I just haven’t had as much reading time lately. This update made me so happy…glad they are together again…or it seems like they are, anyway! Loved the equestrian date, especially Gabe on the horse backwards. Also, amused by the cameos…I’m not caught up on Seabrookes yet but I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that he was looking to Bradley Mason as someone who had no problem proposing…loved the little irony. Can’t wait for more!! I’m hoping for babies soon!

    • Emy

      Don’t worry, I know the feeling! :)

      The cameos were my favourite part of this update. It’s always fun to put in little in-jokes. :) <3

      Thank you! I'm hoping for babies too! :D <3

  20. Hi Emy, I’m new to this legacy. Just found it tonight, and read it all. I couldn’t stop reading it. This is one of the best stories I’ve ever read. And that’s not just among other legacies, I mean all the books I’ve read, this is one of the best. Susie and Gabe really need to get back together. I feel so bad for everyone. I hope they can be a family again, and everything can start looking up for a while. I really like the relationship between Gabe and Jamie. That poor kid has been through way too much. If I was him, I’d honestly commit suicide, but he’s too awesome for that apparently. Well, I wish I could comment over everything that’s happened so far, but that will just take too long. It’s just so good, I read quite a few legacies, but very few do I really remember every detail, but this one is memorable, and it really makes me feel for the characters. Great work, and I plan to check out your other blogs. :)

    • Emy

      Awww, thank you so much. I’m all tearful now. Your comment’s really made my day.

      Things really do need to look up, don’t they? I love Susie and Gabe as a couple, so hopefully now things will start to mend. :)

      I think Jamie’s one of those people that doesn’t even think of suicide as an option. He wants to live for Arthur.

      I hope you enjoy my other blogs, though I find them embarrassing. XD

      Thanks again! <3 I came on to start writing the new chapter and now I'm really inspired. ^_^

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