| Hi, I am Bridget, also known as Budge, and I
am daughter of Brooke Logan Forrester and Ridg...- uuh, Eric Forrester.
I was named after Brooke and Ridge, because I was supposed to be Ridge's
daughter. But now Ridge is my half brother. I was born in the Big Bear
cabin. Ridge helped mommy in there, and I was born safely. And we were
so happy. But then later on I found out that Eric is my father. Before,
he had been my grandpa. But even after that Ridge was, for a long time,
like a father to me. The last time he was married to my mother, Ridge promised
us he would be there for us the rest of his life. But now he is again with
Taylor and his son Thomas. I'm still a bit mad at him for that. Because
he left us. Now he is treating me and Rick like crap, at least earlier
he tried to be nice. That Ridge hurt us by leaving us all those years ago
might be Mom's fault. Mommy knew Thomas was Ridge's and she should have
told it to Ridge and us. But she didn't. Mom is such a manipulative lying
person, that's what auntie Stephanie told me. She isn't my aunt, actually.
Once she was my grandmother. Now she is my stepmother... at least until
she gets a divorce from Dad.
When Ridge was leaving us, I ran away. I thought
it would change something. But it didn't. I even tried to hide from Brooke
and Ridge, when they were searching for me. They looked so good together,
that I thought if I would stay away still a while, I could bring them back
together. But no. It didn't help. At least my real father was supporting
me.
After that, I went up to my room and stayed there
for a couple of years. It was a little boring, so sometimes I would climb
out of our window and go to school and such. I just made sure that the
camera never saw me. Then one day, they came and told me: Bridget, go get
yourself ready, now we are taking you out for a makeover. And they did.
Then they told me to pack my bags, since I was going to Hawaii. I spent
there some time with my friends (surprisingly enough, I still had friends
after a few years in my room - although I have to admit, we weren't as
close as friends could be. They were a little strange towards me). When
I came back from Hawaii, I found out that my mother was dating Thorne.
Thorne, my half brother! Thorne Forrester! And I got mad. Hadn't Mum been
involved with enough Forresters already? I was ashamed of her. She's a
b****. I hooked up with Kimberly to separate her from Thorne. Kimberly
promised to seduce Thorne so as to separate them. In the end it didn't
work out. Finally, I gave Mom and Thorne my blessing and they got married.
After that had been dealt with and I had walked up the aisle in front of
Mum wearing a pretty maid of honor's dress, I had time to concentrate on
my own life.
I also wanted to start living the bad life, dressing
like my mother taught me and so on. It's been fun so far.I met this really
cute guy. At first I didn't know who he was, but later I learned that he
was Deacon Sharpe, the guy who had been trying to steal Little Eric away
from my brother Rick and his soon to be wife Amber. At that point, knowing
this did not matter though, I believed I could change Deacon. Eventually
we got married and things have been going pretty smoothly after that. Deacon
does go on business trips a lot and sometimes he is a bit strange. I also
did have to worry when we hadn't had sex for 40 days and 22 minutes and
53 seconds. But that eventually worked out too. Deacon is such a great,
wonderful man. I don't know why everyone had so many reservations about
him. But I guess that's what makes our relatioship so special, I'm the
only one who really understands him and sees him for who he is. Besides
my happines with Deacon, things are looking up for Mum again too. Somewhere
along the way she separated from Thorne and went on a Ridge-hunt again.
But Ridge is impossible to catch these days. Taylor has him tied down.
Unfortunately Taylor can't keep him from trying to destroy Mum's work at
Forrester Creations. I'm so glad Deacon is being so helpful towards my
mother. Itt is quite remarkable how close they have become over the last
few months, Mum used to hate him for marrying me. I am so glad he is there
to support Mum. She has had some pretty rough times lately, but at least
now she is going to marry the father of the baby she is carrying, Whop
that is (or was it Whip?). As long as Mum is happy, I am happy too.
Still, in between all this happines in my life,
I can't silence the little voice inside me that is telling me that I should
get some trouble coming my way real soon. If I stay happy forever, people
won't be interested in seeing me and someone will hush me away from the
cameras again and lock me in some little room. Please, no. |