A frantic Heathen had raced though traffic at top speed as he tried to get to the terminal on time. How could Frankie leave him like this? Why did Brackie have to interfere? Would all of Heathen’s relationships end in disaster? Not if he could help it Heathen told himself. And as he cut through a red light , screeching across the intersection before screeching to a halt in front of the bus station, Heathen caught sight of Frankie waiting at the bus stop. Heathen HAD made it just in time!! Without a moment to lose he leapt out of his car and ran towards Frankie.
Frankie was stunned to see Heathen. He immediately became concerned when he saw how distressed Heathen appeared.
Heathen realised that Frankie was serious. This really would be the end of their relationship…and it tore his fragile heart in two.
And there it was….the reason why Frankie knew the relationship was doomed form the start. Heathen was still grieving for Fred, Frankie’s identical twin brother. He was so utterly lost in his grief he was mistaking Frankie for his late brother and this was not helping either one of them.
As the other Sims at the bus stop were watching the drama unfold, Frankie led a sobbing Heathen hand in hand out of the way.
Once alone in an alcove, Heathen crumpled in tears. It pained Frankie to see Heathen this way knowing he was causing Heathen to hurt so much.
Frankie held a distraught Heathen tightly in his arms. As Heathen sobbed into his shoulder Frankie realised the only way to get through to him was to speak as if he WERE Fred. Heathen had been robbed of the chance to say goodbye to his husband before his untimely death falling down the stairs of the Sholboi Opera House. Now he could have that chance to say goodbye that he so desperately needed. So, in a tender, calming tone, Frankie talked to Heathen as if he were his brother Fred and told him what he imagined Fred would say if he could.
And in that moment, Heathen understood.
With nothing more to say, he held onto Frankie tightly.
Heathen slowly looked up into Frankie’s eyes. And he saw clearly that it was Frankie, not Fred. But he knew that he was saying goodbye to them both.
The pain of saying goodbye to two men that he loved and lost was too much for Heathen and he had to get away. Blinded by tears he ran away as fast as he could without looking back.
Heathen had run so fast that he was now out of breath as he approached the bridge. He stopped to gasp some air.
After the cathartic scream, Heathen fell to his knees as more tears came.
Realising that no only was Fred gone but also Frankie and that he was going to be alone forever, Heathen once again screamed out in torment.
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