2. The letter
Totally exhausted Geoey stepped into her room after a long and hard practice. It was her first practice after she got her cast off and after a long and tiring rehab. "Honey!" she heard her mother yell.
"Yeah what's up?" Geoey responded tiredly. Cause from the tone of her mother she knew there was something waiting for her. And all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep for 2 weeks straight.
"There's a letter for you. It's on the kitchen table. It's from your brother!" Mrs. Hancock had to smile as her oh so tired daughter jumped down the stairs, grabbed the letter from the table and sprinted back upstairs. Seconds later she stood in the kitchen again, pressed a kiss on her mothers cheek mumbled a thank you and a don't disturb while I read the letter, and raced again back upstairs into her room. But Hannah Hancock could understand it. She missed her son equally. If not more. She didn't see him that often mostly because he hated her new husband, but well things are as they are. But thank god he bore no grudge against her. And mother and son phoned on a constant basis. About every two days. For an unbeknown reason Dorian and Geosephine didn't want to phone they just wrote each other letters. Looong letters. Maybe because they were both obstinate to no end. And neither would be able to finish one single sentence. It wasn't different when they were together in person but then they could at least shut the other up physically. Well she loved her twins even if they were a constant pain in the neck.
Geoey let herself fall onto her bed and ripped open the envelope. She fished the sheets out and started to read:
~Dear little one, ( I won't call you by that certain name that you seem not to like even if it is my beloved nickname for you)
first of all, listen to that friend of yours. Whoever she is she is right. I don't know her and I don't want to know her. And most importantly I don't want to meet her. She may be a nice girl but no. No, no, no, no, no. No. Do you get it? NO. What's up with your obsession about me and that chick? Do you thrive on it? I just don't get it. I told you time and time again that I don't want you to set me up with anyone. Just don't, okay? Don't do it. You annoy the shit out of me. You know I can get myself dates. And yes,.. don't say it. I know Jean and Kelly and Bindi and Nora and Marie and Casey and Linda and Mary-Anne and Madeline and Annabel were all flops, but I am able to get myself a date. I don't need your help and I don't want your help with those things. Get it in you thick scull: Don't set me up. And no buts. I know there just was a but on your mind. But I won't let you change my mind. Let it rest in peace. And god damn it get over that awful obsession. Sometimes you are such a nag. No let me error that, you are always a nag. My life would be so much easier without you.
Ha ha ha... I can just imagine how you are yelling right now what a bastard I am. I really can imagine how you are jumping up and down on your bed and scream blue murder. Sometimes you are so predictable. Calm down. I was just joking. I could never imagine life without you. Except for one thing. My love life. My love life would really be so much easier without you. You find at least some fault with every girl I date. So I tell you once and for all stay out of my love life. But otherwise life would be far less interesting without my little sis. I know you love it when I call you that. I just can envisage how you blow your stack. I love enraging you. But you already know that, don't you? Yes you do.
Well I think now is as good a time as ever to change the topic. So, the question is now, what I can think of that you want to read about. Oh yeah, I know one thing. School! You definitely want to hear about school. I don't get why it bothers you that much what I'm doing at school, but it does. You're worse than mom. So, what's new? Oh I got an A on my English literature essay. And my presentation in Sociology went really well. Your tip to do it about Friedrich Nietzsche was great. Thank you. I owe you one. But don't even start about my love life. That's a no no. I owe you whatever you want except it concerns my love life. So back to school. I passed my descriptive statistics course. I know I know, I'm a geek, but well I just become such a rush on good grads that it is absolutely unsatisfying to become bad ones. Yeah, yeah I know I'm a mighty bit out of my mind. You don't have to tell me I already believe it. You told me that so often by now that I finally believe it. But well, that is just my loveable persona.
You wanted to know where I was ten days ago. Well don't tell mom, but I spend the night in prison.~
"What?" Geoey jelled on top of her lungs.
~Stop yelling. Everything's fine now. Calm down and I tell you the story. I would have had probably stayed longer there if dad hadn't called the lawyer. He bailed me out. And I don't even have to do community service. That guy is great. You probably want to know how I managed to get my ass behind bars. That's easy: such a stupid bloke in my school stepped on my every nerve and well I hit him. And don't even dare to say something about self-control. You don't have it either. Anyway our lawyer came and bailed me out, under one condition. The judge let me go but I had to promise him that I do something about my aggression. Well, so I had a loooooong talk with my lawyer and he told me that it would probably be best if I start playing hockey again. I don't know. I mean I haven't played for month for a certain reason. I just want to play with my old team. But first of all I don't know if I want to go back, secondly I don't know if I'm allowed to play with them again and thirdly I don't know if they would take me back after I deserted them. On the other side I really do miss playing hockey. Hey sis what shall I do? He wants to come by today and ask for my decision. I know it's a little late to ask you now, cause when you get this letter he was already here but I need to get it of my chest. Do I make the right decision when I'm going back? I mean I'd love to go back and join the team again. .. .. You think I'm afraid, don't you? You think I'm in a blue funk, right? It isn't like that. No way. It is more like I'm scared shitless. I'm scared to death. Do you think I should face up to my fears? Of course you think so. I forgot who reads that letter. Jesus.. .. Oh my god.. He is here.. Whish me luck so that I make the right decision.. I'll fill you in on the outcome.
After 2 hours of listening to dad and my lawyer I'm finally back with you. And I made my decision: I'm gonna do it. I'm playing hockey again. And the best with this whole thing is, I'm allowed to play with my team again and I got news that they need help. They need my help. So my decision stands firm. I'm going back. And I learned that they actually miss me. .. Yes they miss me. Can you at least stop laughing? I'm feeling slightly embarrassed here. Yeah there is someone out there that is actually missing me. I know it's hard to believe but it is like that. And don't pretend as if you wouldn't miss me when I'm gone, cause I know you would. So what ya say? After nearly half a year doing nothing but studying I'm gonna be on the ice again.. Cool isn't it? Well anyway, I like it, you don't have to like it cause it is none of your business. But I think I will be right if I assume that you are overjoyed to hear that I'm playing hockey again. Stop moping because of that none of your business phrase.. but it is none of your business. I live my life the way I like and not the way you like me to live it. I'm really adamant about that. I really don't get it why you think your way of living is better than everybody else's? I really do have to tell you that. Sometimes you are just so freaking bossy that it is not just unnerving it really makes me hate you sometimes. Just stop managing everybody else's life and get first of all a grip on yours. I'm sorry that I have to tell you that, but someone has to and you should stop doing that now, cause you really start to create problems. You get on my nerves, you get on your best friend's nerves and you get on everybody else's nerves. So stop it and bring your life in order. You know when I think about it, it would be best for you, for us if we keep that relation between us on ice. I'll move out of home and I won't give you my new address. I think it is best for us if we take a break. I know that sounds more like a lovers request, but I ask the same thing from my sis. You know over and over again I now keep replaying everything that you tried to interfere with and it really is an obsession of yours and I start becoming tiered of it. And before I start becoming tiered of you I think we should lay everything on ice for awhile. So this will be my last latter for quite sometime. And you know what? You didn't have one remotely serious date. Ever. You know what I think the problem is? I think you haven't worked out the whole divorce of our parents at all. And now you are scared to take a relationship and you try to live out your fantasies through me and your friends. Girlie you really do need a shrink. It isn't meant to be mean it is meant to help you to start thinking about everything. Do it. You need help. Professional help. And don't think I'm the only one who thinks so mom and dad think so too. Talk to mom. Let her find help. Try to get a grip on your life sweety, you really need it. I'm sorry that the letter got so worse in the end, but someone needed to tell you, and I know you read the letter till the end and it was the only way I could think of that you would "hear" someone out. I hope I haven't ruined our brother-sister-relationship but you need help. Please don't laugh it off, don't think we want to harm you or don't love you, that we do, but something needs to be done. I beg you. Find some help.. ..
My little sis I will always love you, wherever we are and even if we're not talking or writing or seeing each other. Please take care of yourself and don't do something stupid. I love you and I'm gonna miss you but I believe it is for the best. However you need a trigger to think about you and how f***ked up your life is and I think the best is to remove myself from your world. You need a new-start with your life and you need to rebuild your world picture. I know it will be hard to do that more or less on your own, but you need to do it on your own with professional help and I think then you can see your own life a lot easier and you'd be able to let everybody else live their own life. I'm sorry I know I just wrote in the beginning that I want you in my life but this is not about what I want this is about what you really need. Please don't be mad at me.
Take care of you and start living your own life.
LOVE Dorian (please refer from calling me Dodo. Nobody calls me that anymore)
P.S.: I love you and I'm gonna miss you dearly.. ..~
Geoey was shocked to her core. She didn't know how to take that letter. For the first time in many years she stated to cry. She didn't know what to do. He couldn't mean that. He couldn't have just told her to f**k off.
Totally exhausted Geoey stepped into her room after a long and hard practice. It was her first practice after she got her cast off and after a long and tiring rehab. "Honey!" she heard her mother yell.
"Yeah what's up?" Geoey responded tiredly. Cause from the tone of her mother she knew there was something waiting for her. And all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep for 2 weeks straight.
"There's a letter for you. It's on the kitchen table. It's from your brother!" Mrs. Hancock had to smile as her oh so tired daughter jumped down the stairs, grabbed the letter from the table and sprinted back upstairs. Seconds later she stood in the kitchen again, pressed a kiss on her mothers cheek mumbled a thank you and a don't disturb while I read the letter, and raced again back upstairs into her room. But Hannah Hancock could understand it. She missed her son equally. If not more. She didn't see him that often mostly because he hated her new husband, but well things are as they are. But thank god he bore no grudge against her. And mother and son phoned on a constant basis. About every two days. For an unbeknown reason Dorian and Geosephine didn't want to phone they just wrote each other letters. Looong letters. Maybe because they were both obstinate to no end. And neither would be able to finish one single sentence. It wasn't different when they were together in person but then they could at least shut the other up physically. Well she loved her twins even if they were a constant pain in the neck.
Geoey let herself fall onto her bed and ripped open the envelope. She fished the sheets out and started to read:
~Dear little one, ( I won't call you by that certain name that you seem not to like even if it is my beloved nickname for you)
first of all, listen to that friend of yours. Whoever she is she is right. I don't know her and I don't want to know her. And most importantly I don't want to meet her. She may be a nice girl but no. No, no, no, no, no. No. Do you get it? NO. What's up with your obsession about me and that chick? Do you thrive on it? I just don't get it. I told you time and time again that I don't want you to set me up with anyone. Just don't, okay? Don't do it. You annoy the shit out of me. You know I can get myself dates. And yes,.. don't say it. I know Jean and Kelly and Bindi and Nora and Marie and Casey and Linda and Mary-Anne and Madeline and Annabel were all flops, but I am able to get myself a date. I don't need your help and I don't want your help with those things. Get it in you thick scull: Don't set me up. And no buts. I know there just was a but on your mind. But I won't let you change my mind. Let it rest in peace. And god damn it get over that awful obsession. Sometimes you are such a nag. No let me error that, you are always a nag. My life would be so much easier without you.
Ha ha ha... I can just imagine how you are yelling right now what a bastard I am. I really can imagine how you are jumping up and down on your bed and scream blue murder. Sometimes you are so predictable. Calm down. I was just joking. I could never imagine life without you. Except for one thing. My love life. My love life would really be so much easier without you. You find at least some fault with every girl I date. So I tell you once and for all stay out of my love life. But otherwise life would be far less interesting without my little sis. I know you love it when I call you that. I just can envisage how you blow your stack. I love enraging you. But you already know that, don't you? Yes you do.
Well I think now is as good a time as ever to change the topic. So, the question is now, what I can think of that you want to read about. Oh yeah, I know one thing. School! You definitely want to hear about school. I don't get why it bothers you that much what I'm doing at school, but it does. You're worse than mom. So, what's new? Oh I got an A on my English literature essay. And my presentation in Sociology went really well. Your tip to do it about Friedrich Nietzsche was great. Thank you. I owe you one. But don't even start about my love life. That's a no no. I owe you whatever you want except it concerns my love life. So back to school. I passed my descriptive statistics course. I know I know, I'm a geek, but well I just become such a rush on good grads that it is absolutely unsatisfying to become bad ones. Yeah, yeah I know I'm a mighty bit out of my mind. You don't have to tell me I already believe it. You told me that so often by now that I finally believe it. But well, that is just my loveable persona.
You wanted to know where I was ten days ago. Well don't tell mom, but I spend the night in prison.~
"What?" Geoey jelled on top of her lungs.
~Stop yelling. Everything's fine now. Calm down and I tell you the story. I would have had probably stayed longer there if dad hadn't called the lawyer. He bailed me out. And I don't even have to do community service. That guy is great. You probably want to know how I managed to get my ass behind bars. That's easy: such a stupid bloke in my school stepped on my every nerve and well I hit him. And don't even dare to say something about self-control. You don't have it either. Anyway our lawyer came and bailed me out, under one condition. The judge let me go but I had to promise him that I do something about my aggression. Well, so I had a loooooong talk with my lawyer and he told me that it would probably be best if I start playing hockey again. I don't know. I mean I haven't played for month for a certain reason. I just want to play with my old team. But first of all I don't know if I want to go back, secondly I don't know if I'm allowed to play with them again and thirdly I don't know if they would take me back after I deserted them. On the other side I really do miss playing hockey. Hey sis what shall I do? He wants to come by today and ask for my decision. I know it's a little late to ask you now, cause when you get this letter he was already here but I need to get it of my chest. Do I make the right decision when I'm going back? I mean I'd love to go back and join the team again. .. .. You think I'm afraid, don't you? You think I'm in a blue funk, right? It isn't like that. No way. It is more like I'm scared shitless. I'm scared to death. Do you think I should face up to my fears? Of course you think so. I forgot who reads that letter. Jesus.. .. Oh my god.. He is here.. Whish me luck so that I make the right decision.. I'll fill you in on the outcome.
After 2 hours of listening to dad and my lawyer I'm finally back with you. And I made my decision: I'm gonna do it. I'm playing hockey again. And the best with this whole thing is, I'm allowed to play with my team again and I got news that they need help. They need my help. So my decision stands firm. I'm going back. And I learned that they actually miss me. .. Yes they miss me. Can you at least stop laughing? I'm feeling slightly embarrassed here. Yeah there is someone out there that is actually missing me. I know it's hard to believe but it is like that. And don't pretend as if you wouldn't miss me when I'm gone, cause I know you would. So what ya say? After nearly half a year doing nothing but studying I'm gonna be on the ice again.. Cool isn't it? Well anyway, I like it, you don't have to like it cause it is none of your business. But I think I will be right if I assume that you are overjoyed to hear that I'm playing hockey again. Stop moping because of that none of your business phrase.. but it is none of your business. I live my life the way I like and not the way you like me to live it. I'm really adamant about that. I really don't get it why you think your way of living is better than everybody else's? I really do have to tell you that. Sometimes you are just so freaking bossy that it is not just unnerving it really makes me hate you sometimes. Just stop managing everybody else's life and get first of all a grip on yours. I'm sorry that I have to tell you that, but someone has to and you should stop doing that now, cause you really start to create problems. You get on my nerves, you get on your best friend's nerves and you get on everybody else's nerves. So stop it and bring your life in order. You know when I think about it, it would be best for you, for us if we keep that relation between us on ice. I'll move out of home and I won't give you my new address. I think it is best for us if we take a break. I know that sounds more like a lovers request, but I ask the same thing from my sis. You know over and over again I now keep replaying everything that you tried to interfere with and it really is an obsession of yours and I start becoming tiered of it. And before I start becoming tiered of you I think we should lay everything on ice for awhile. So this will be my last latter for quite sometime. And you know what? You didn't have one remotely serious date. Ever. You know what I think the problem is? I think you haven't worked out the whole divorce of our parents at all. And now you are scared to take a relationship and you try to live out your fantasies through me and your friends. Girlie you really do need a shrink. It isn't meant to be mean it is meant to help you to start thinking about everything. Do it. You need help. Professional help. And don't think I'm the only one who thinks so mom and dad think so too. Talk to mom. Let her find help. Try to get a grip on your life sweety, you really need it. I'm sorry that the letter got so worse in the end, but someone needed to tell you, and I know you read the letter till the end and it was the only way I could think of that you would "hear" someone out. I hope I haven't ruined our brother-sister-relationship but you need help. Please don't laugh it off, don't think we want to harm you or don't love you, that we do, but something needs to be done. I beg you. Find some help.. ..
My little sis I will always love you, wherever we are and even if we're not talking or writing or seeing each other. Please take care of yourself and don't do something stupid. I love you and I'm gonna miss you but I believe it is for the best. However you need a trigger to think about you and how f***ked up your life is and I think the best is to remove myself from your world. You need a new-start with your life and you need to rebuild your world picture. I know it will be hard to do that more or less on your own, but you need to do it on your own with professional help and I think then you can see your own life a lot easier and you'd be able to let everybody else live their own life. I'm sorry I know I just wrote in the beginning that I want you in my life but this is not about what I want this is about what you really need. Please don't be mad at me.
Take care of you and start living your own life.
LOVE Dorian (please refer from calling me Dodo. Nobody calls me that anymore)
P.S.: I love you and I'm gonna miss you dearly.. ..~
Geoey was shocked to her core. She didn't know how to take that letter. For the first time in many years she stated to cry. She didn't know what to do. He couldn't mean that. He couldn't have just told her to f**k off.