The Other Part of Me
The saying is always true about the city; the city never sleeps, especially during the late hours, except for the Johanson household. Gerald's Mom and Dad were sleeping soundly in bed, except for the occasional coughs from Dad because of allergies. Jamie usually fell asleep on the couch in front of the television while it was making noises of chainsaws and glowing colors flashing on the walls. He doesn't do this every night thought but only on the weekends. Timberly was sound asleep with the nightlight on hugging on a medium size orange triceratops quietly breathing. Gerald however was in a heavy sleep until the phones started to ring. Gerald looked at the bright red numbers on his clock flashing a bright red 3:45 A.M.
" Man I wish Jamie's friends stop callin' late," Gerald groaned half awake, " Don't they have anything better to do?" He turned over to the wall and was about to go back to sleep. Until Jamie picked up the phone and drop it onto the living room wooden floor making more noise. Jamie sighed out of exhaustion and started to talk underneath his breath,
" Wha?" He answered in his half awake voice, Gerald laid his head on the pillow and face the adjacent wall trying to go back to sleep, " Shut up please."
" H-ho is this?" Jamie asked. Stuttering unsure to the person on the other end.
Gerald eyes cracked open and rolled his eyes, " Probably some girl in his school." He was looking for the sound of a phone hanging up but instead there was a long pause with Jamie, " W-who are you talkin' about...s-slow down... I don't- I don't know her...you said she's my what...she's my what?!"
Gerald's eyes started to widen while listening to the strange conversation. As Jamie started to walk up the stairs he was talking to the mysterious person on the other end,
" M-miss I have a aunt in my family, I think she's dead I haven't heard from her since I was a kid man I think you got the wrong number. S-stop shoutin' I'm not kidding I don't have any aunts.... They sayin' I do? But...Who's- wait you can talk to my Dad hold on."
Gerald heard an angry sigh from Jamie and he could hear Jamie opening the door. The young boy heard Jamie accidentally slammed open the door and whispered, even though it sounded like he was talking very loudly, " Yo Dad, Dad-"
Moans of tiredness from Dad and Mom could be heard and bed springs crying from too much movement, " Boy do you know what time it is, it's three in the morning." Mom complained.
" But Mom it's important," Jamie cried, " It's this nurse, she says someone in the family is in the hospital and-"
" Stop talking loud and give me the phone," Dad whispered, " Before you wake Timberly and Gerald up."
Gerald sighed, " Too late."
Gerald laid quietly on his bed trying to listen to the phone conversation. While listening, Gerald was thinking to himself, "Jamie is right, for once, I don't have any aunts in my family. Well, their could be some aunt I didn't know who died before I was born..." Gerald stopped his train of thought. His Dad was finally finished talking on the phone and the movement of quick steps next door was heard and grumbling from dad. Mom called out his name, " Martin ?" Dad didn't answered.
Mom called out his name again, this time louder, " Martin ."
" What is it Cathy?" Dad said with urgency.
" What's wrong?"
" We got to go to the hospital." There was a long pause, but for some odd motherly, six sense thing she knew what it was about.
" Oh no, not again." Mom mumbled. Gerald could hear her light steps go around the bedroom and she stopped, " That woman never get herself out of trouble doesn't she Martin ?" She was a little loud but Gerald could tell that with the tone of voice she had, she was getting angry.
" It's not her," Dad whispered, " It's..."
Jamie knocked on the door and asked, " Excuse me what's happening here? Who or what are ya talking about?!"
The noise of footsteps going down the stairs was heard and the front door was opened. Dad said, " Jamie were probably going to be gone the whole night, take care of Timberly and Gerald. Alright?"
" But what's happening?" Jamie complained, " Why won't you tell me anything can't you trust me!?"
. " We trust you," Mom said in a very sympathetic way, " It's a long story to it honey we can't explain it. But once we get back and get settled we'll tell you and Gerald everything. " Dad opened the door and whispered, " See you in the morning son."
" Alright."
Gerald could hear Mom and Dad exiting out of the house until Dad's footsteps stop and whispered as low as he can, even though Gerald could hear it, " And Jamie do not tell anybody that we are at the hospital."
" Wha? But what if-"
" Jamie. Don't tell the neighbors, don't tell Uncle George, do not tell that idiot Mr. Pataki or Timberly anything, and above all do not tell Gerald." Dad exclaimed, " It's important that you do not tell him anything about this, alright? Me and your mother will talk to him."
Jamie yawned and said, " Alright, alright. I won't mention anything."
Mom and Dad exchanged their goodbyes and then the door closed.
Gerald waited for a couple of minutes to hear Jamie's snores from downstairs to make sure he didn't suspect him listening on their conversation. In the dark, he leaned over underneath his bed and immediately search for his walky-talky that he got for his birthday last year and found it. Then he lay back in bed and turn on the device,
" I hope Arnold has his end open."
A couple of houses up from Gerald, Arnold was sleeping soundly in his bed until he heard Gerald's faint voice in one of his drawers,
" Arnold. Hey Arnold! Are you awake man?"
Arnold, who was delirious, rise up from bed, reach over to the walky-talky, and found and pressed the red button in the dark of the night,
" Gerald, it's the middle of the night. Why did you wake me up?" Arnold grumbled.
" Arnold! I'm glad you're awake. Listen something' goin' down in my house."
" They're demolishing it?" Arnold asked.
There was a moment of silence between Arnold and Gerald, " ...No man. I mean that someone mysterious called my house a couple of minutes ago. They made my mom mad and made my parents run out the house." Gerald said.
Arnold rubbed his sore eyes and spoke " Jaime's in jail again?"
" No, not this time." Gerald said, " But my Dad told Jamie to not tell anybody man. Not any neighbors, Mr. Pataki, or even me."
" Gee this sounds serious, maybe they don't want anyone to be worried I guess."
" And it gets weirder!" Gerald exclaimed, " When Jamie answered the phone the lady said that I have a Aunt."
" So?"
" Arnold. I have no Aunts in my family. Unless they died before I was born, and Jamie would of knew that, but when he answered the phone he was more surprised then me. Arnold, as long as I know I was always the kid in the neighborhood who knows what's happening or what's the history of things. But for the first time, I don't know what's happening and all of this sounds like it has to deal with me. Arnold, I don't like it, I really don't like it."
" Gerald!" Arnold exclaimed, " Calm down. It may not be anything. Maybe it's a mistake or maybe it's your long lost aunt. Just go to sleep and try to find out what happened tonight in the morning, alright?"
Gerald paused for a while and answered, " Aright man. I hope this is just nothing."
" Go to sleep Gerald, I'll make you feel better."
" Ok man. Thanks."
Gerald cut off his walky-talky and Arnold did the same and lay back in bed, but before Arnold went to sleep he thought aloud,
" I hope it's just nothing."
And went to sleep....
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Alright, that was end of Chapter 1! How did you like it? It was my first Drama fanfic ( eventhough it did said General/Drama) Let's see the time that I ended this chapter was 1:34 AM ET. Good thing after I posted this story on ff.net I went to bed. Anyway, I think you notice but I kind of shorten Jamie's name because according to the Nickelodeon web site, Jamie's name is spelled Jamie-O. However, I'm lazy and I took the O out and I changed Gerald's father's name from James to Martin because according to the first reviewer Martin is his name. But I still don't know what Gerald's Mother's, or Uncle's real name can you tell me please? I couldn't find it. Anyway, I hope this story doesn't suck and stick around and wait for chapter 2!
Jerseygirl :)
The saying is always true about the city; the city never sleeps, especially during the late hours, except for the Johanson household. Gerald's Mom and Dad were sleeping soundly in bed, except for the occasional coughs from Dad because of allergies. Jamie usually fell asleep on the couch in front of the television while it was making noises of chainsaws and glowing colors flashing on the walls. He doesn't do this every night thought but only on the weekends. Timberly was sound asleep with the nightlight on hugging on a medium size orange triceratops quietly breathing. Gerald however was in a heavy sleep until the phones started to ring. Gerald looked at the bright red numbers on his clock flashing a bright red 3:45 A.M.
" Man I wish Jamie's friends stop callin' late," Gerald groaned half awake, " Don't they have anything better to do?" He turned over to the wall and was about to go back to sleep. Until Jamie picked up the phone and drop it onto the living room wooden floor making more noise. Jamie sighed out of exhaustion and started to talk underneath his breath,
" Wha?" He answered in his half awake voice, Gerald laid his head on the pillow and face the adjacent wall trying to go back to sleep, " Shut up please."
" H-ho is this?" Jamie asked. Stuttering unsure to the person on the other end.
Gerald eyes cracked open and rolled his eyes, " Probably some girl in his school." He was looking for the sound of a phone hanging up but instead there was a long pause with Jamie, " W-who are you talkin' about...s-slow down... I don't- I don't know her...you said she's my what...she's my what?!"
Gerald's eyes started to widen while listening to the strange conversation. As Jamie started to walk up the stairs he was talking to the mysterious person on the other end,
" M-miss I have a aunt in my family, I think she's dead I haven't heard from her since I was a kid man I think you got the wrong number. S-stop shoutin' I'm not kidding I don't have any aunts.... They sayin' I do? But...Who's- wait you can talk to my Dad hold on."
Gerald heard an angry sigh from Jamie and he could hear Jamie opening the door. The young boy heard Jamie accidentally slammed open the door and whispered, even though it sounded like he was talking very loudly, " Yo Dad, Dad-"
Moans of tiredness from Dad and Mom could be heard and bed springs crying from too much movement, " Boy do you know what time it is, it's three in the morning." Mom complained.
" But Mom it's important," Jamie cried, " It's this nurse, she says someone in the family is in the hospital and-"
" Stop talking loud and give me the phone," Dad whispered, " Before you wake Timberly and Gerald up."
Gerald sighed, " Too late."
Gerald laid quietly on his bed trying to listen to the phone conversation. While listening, Gerald was thinking to himself, "Jamie is right, for once, I don't have any aunts in my family. Well, their could be some aunt I didn't know who died before I was born..." Gerald stopped his train of thought. His Dad was finally finished talking on the phone and the movement of quick steps next door was heard and grumbling from dad. Mom called out his name, " Martin ?" Dad didn't answered.
Mom called out his name again, this time louder, " Martin ."
" What is it Cathy?" Dad said with urgency.
" What's wrong?"
" We got to go to the hospital." There was a long pause, but for some odd motherly, six sense thing she knew what it was about.
" Oh no, not again." Mom mumbled. Gerald could hear her light steps go around the bedroom and she stopped, " That woman never get herself out of trouble doesn't she Martin ?" She was a little loud but Gerald could tell that with the tone of voice she had, she was getting angry.
" It's not her," Dad whispered, " It's..."
Jamie knocked on the door and asked, " Excuse me what's happening here? Who or what are ya talking about?!"
The noise of footsteps going down the stairs was heard and the front door was opened. Dad said, " Jamie were probably going to be gone the whole night, take care of Timberly and Gerald. Alright?"
" But what's happening?" Jamie complained, " Why won't you tell me anything can't you trust me!?"
. " We trust you," Mom said in a very sympathetic way, " It's a long story to it honey we can't explain it. But once we get back and get settled we'll tell you and Gerald everything. " Dad opened the door and whispered, " See you in the morning son."
" Alright."
Gerald could hear Mom and Dad exiting out of the house until Dad's footsteps stop and whispered as low as he can, even though Gerald could hear it, " And Jamie do not tell anybody that we are at the hospital."
" Wha? But what if-"
" Jamie. Don't tell the neighbors, don't tell Uncle George, do not tell that idiot Mr. Pataki or Timberly anything, and above all do not tell Gerald." Dad exclaimed, " It's important that you do not tell him anything about this, alright? Me and your mother will talk to him."
Jamie yawned and said, " Alright, alright. I won't mention anything."
Mom and Dad exchanged their goodbyes and then the door closed.
Gerald waited for a couple of minutes to hear Jamie's snores from downstairs to make sure he didn't suspect him listening on their conversation. In the dark, he leaned over underneath his bed and immediately search for his walky-talky that he got for his birthday last year and found it. Then he lay back in bed and turn on the device,
" I hope Arnold has his end open."
A couple of houses up from Gerald, Arnold was sleeping soundly in his bed until he heard Gerald's faint voice in one of his drawers,
" Arnold. Hey Arnold! Are you awake man?"
Arnold, who was delirious, rise up from bed, reach over to the walky-talky, and found and pressed the red button in the dark of the night,
" Gerald, it's the middle of the night. Why did you wake me up?" Arnold grumbled.
" Arnold! I'm glad you're awake. Listen something' goin' down in my house."
" They're demolishing it?" Arnold asked.
There was a moment of silence between Arnold and Gerald, " ...No man. I mean that someone mysterious called my house a couple of minutes ago. They made my mom mad and made my parents run out the house." Gerald said.
Arnold rubbed his sore eyes and spoke " Jaime's in jail again?"
" No, not this time." Gerald said, " But my Dad told Jamie to not tell anybody man. Not any neighbors, Mr. Pataki, or even me."
" Gee this sounds serious, maybe they don't want anyone to be worried I guess."
" And it gets weirder!" Gerald exclaimed, " When Jamie answered the phone the lady said that I have a Aunt."
" So?"
" Arnold. I have no Aunts in my family. Unless they died before I was born, and Jamie would of knew that, but when he answered the phone he was more surprised then me. Arnold, as long as I know I was always the kid in the neighborhood who knows what's happening or what's the history of things. But for the first time, I don't know what's happening and all of this sounds like it has to deal with me. Arnold, I don't like it, I really don't like it."
" Gerald!" Arnold exclaimed, " Calm down. It may not be anything. Maybe it's a mistake or maybe it's your long lost aunt. Just go to sleep and try to find out what happened tonight in the morning, alright?"
Gerald paused for a while and answered, " Aright man. I hope this is just nothing."
" Go to sleep Gerald, I'll make you feel better."
" Ok man. Thanks."
Gerald cut off his walky-talky and Arnold did the same and lay back in bed, but before Arnold went to sleep he thought aloud,
" I hope it's just nothing."
And went to sleep....
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Alright, that was end of Chapter 1! How did you like it? It was my first Drama fanfic ( eventhough it did said General/Drama) Let's see the time that I ended this chapter was 1:34 AM ET. Good thing after I posted this story on ff.net I went to bed. Anyway, I think you notice but I kind of shorten Jamie's name because according to the Nickelodeon web site, Jamie's name is spelled Jamie-O. However, I'm lazy and I took the O out and I changed Gerald's father's name from James to Martin because according to the first reviewer Martin is his name. But I still don't know what Gerald's Mother's, or Uncle's real name can you tell me please? I couldn't find it. Anyway, I hope this story doesn't suck and stick around and wait for chapter 2!
Jerseygirl :)