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Chelle took a deep breath, she knew eventually she had to tell him the truth. She was falling for him, and she wanted to make sure he knew so she wouldn't hurt him even worse when she told him. "Well Randy, this isn't easy for me to say."
"You're not a guy are you?" Randy said with a smirk.
Chelle giggled and rolled her eyes, "No I'm not a guy, I've always been a girl."
Randy reached over and held her hand, "Then you can tell me anything. I'm here for you and just take your time."
Chelle opened her mouth to say something but Randy interrupted her.
"You're not leaving me for a woman are you?" He asked.
Chelle couldn't hold it in that time, she burst out laughing. "No I'm not leaving you for a woman." Then she stopped and thought about what he had said. She slowly smiled, "But I didn't know that I was yours to begin with."
Randy turned bright red, he couldn't believe he didn't catch himself saying that. "Why don't you continue?"
"Well, I do have a major. I didn't tell you because guys usually get scared away." She confessed.
Randy looked confused, "You're scared to tell me that you're intelligent? Don't be. I promise! What's your major?"
"I'm a double major. My first is pediatric medicine, and my second is child psychology." She replied slowly.
"Wow, that's impressive! If you ever need help studying, let me know and I would be glad to help!" Randy exclaimed.
Chelle smiled, "That doesn't scare you?"
"Hell no it doesn't scare me. I like a woman that is smart." Randy said hugging her. He thought that she was going to tell him something a lot worse.
"Well, if you weathered that one so well, I'll tell you my darkest secret." Chelle replied.
Randy figured it would be something that wasn't so dark and scary. He held her close, "Tell me anything."
"Randy, this isn't something fun or silly. This is something that I tell very few people about because it always comes back to haunt me." She said to him in a serious tone. "And I'm going to open up and tell you everything you want to know about what I'm going to tell you because I feel safe with you."
Randy sat up straight, he was starting to get nervous. What was she going to tell him? "Alright, go ahead."
Chelle got up and began pacing a little bit. She didn't know how to bring it up lightly, so she decided just to be blunt about it. Chelle started to get tears in her eyes. "I was kidnapped when I was 7 years old."
Randy looked at her with a confused look, "You were kidnapped?" Was your sister also?"
Chelle shook her head no, "Nope, just me. Even though Mary and I were twins, my mom always wanted to make sure that we had our own personalities. So, she let us move into separate rooms when we turned 6 and started first grade. It was a stormy night, but nothing ever used to wake me up. I slept through anything and everything. It was the day before school started and I was so anxious to go to second grade the next day that I wasn't sleeping very well. I kept tossing and turning. I tossed towards the window and there was a large crack of thunder. I opened my eyes and found someone standing there. I opened my mouth to scream but they covered it. They put a cloth over my mouth and nose and the next thing I knew I woke up in a different bedroom."
"Did the cloth have Chlorophyll on it?" Randy asked.
Chelle nodded, "Yeah. They found the rag on the floor of my room the next morning when my mom came in to wake me up for school. I highly doubt you want all of the intricate details, so I'll give it to you in a nutshell. They told me that mom and dad couldn't take care of a child anymore and that's why they got to bring me to my new house. When I asked if they kept my sister, it caught them off-guard. They didn't realize that I was a twin. I cried for awhile, but they reassured me that they were bringing me to a family that wanted a little girl very badly. They cut my hair, changed my name from Michelle to Samantha Lee Anderson and then they brought me to a different house and delivered me to a set of parents. Their names were Pat and Jenny. Jenny was very nice, but Pat." She said with a scared look upon her face. "Pat was awful."
Randy reached out and squeezed her hand. "What do you mean by awful?"
"Pat was a drinker. He drank all of the time. He had an awful temper, and when he was drinking, anything set him off. Jenny would try to pack me up and leave, but he would beat her up so bad, and then he would come after me."
"He used to hit you?" Randy asked.
"Hit me, throw stuff at me, call me names, all of the above. But the worst was when Pat was drunk and needed something that Jenny couldn't give him because he had knocked her unconscious." Chelle said with tears streaming down her face.
Randy pulled her into his lap, "Oh Chelle. If you don't want to tell me anymore, I understand. But I am here to listen if you want to talk about it."
"I just want you to know my background so you understand me as a person." Chelle replied.
"Then when you're ready, continue. And I'll hold you close." Randy said holding her to his chest.
"Well, after the first time Pat came into my room, I decided that I wanted to talk to mom and dad about this. So I picked up the phone and called them. However, the number was disconnected. I found out after I returned home that the media badgered them all the time, so they changed their number."
"When did you return home?" Randy asked carefully.
"Well, Jenny finally ran away with me and brought me to an orphanage. She walked into my room and found Pat in there as well and it pushed her over the edge. But, she needed to run and it's hard to do that with a 9-year-old tagging along. So she dropped me off there and explained to them that I needed a good, stable home where I could go to school and not be abused. They took me in and I was there until I was 12 years old."
"So all of this time, no one knew it was you?" Randy asked with a confused look on his face.
"Yup, I wasn't in Kentucky anymore, I was in Wisconsin. Since they had cut my hair, and I was introduced to Jenny and Pat as Samantha Lee Anderson, no one had a reason to suspect different. I was young and stupid. The people who took me had me so brainwashed into thinking that I was too much for mom and dad to handle, and after they had changed their number I figured they did it to avoid me. So I never gave it a second thought. When I was 12, I was placed into foster care in Green Bay and the family was wonderful. All they did was treat me like I was one of their own children. I had any toy I wanted, I was able to have sleepovers, just like any other 12 year old girl would do. But then, 4 years later, we were watching "Unsolved Mysteries" and they were running a story on me. I had a bunch of friends over and they showed my picture as how I looked when I was taken and the computer enhanced image of what I could look like at the age of 16. My friends looked at me and I had grown my hair out and even though puberty had started, I looked just like the girl on tv. My foster mom Betty called the orphanage to find out any information they had about me and found out that "my relatives" had been there looking for any information. She set up a reunion and the next day it was back to the orphanage."
"I bet you were so excited." Randy said with a smile.
"Oh I'm not done yet. I get back to the orphanage and a couple days later I had my reunion with my relatives. Because I was 16 they let me meet with them alone since they had "proof" they were my parents. They let me into the room with them and it turned out that it was the two people that took me in the first place. They knocked me out and took me out the window in the room and fled with me again. I later found out they did that because they were trying to keep themselves out of jail. But anyways, I woke up and I had super short hair. For the next two years, I wasn't in one place for longer than 24 hours and if I was ever left alone, they would handcuff me to whatever they could. I wasn't allowed out of their sight. The only place that I could go alone was the bathroom if they checked to make sure there was no windows. I became their "woman" for the things that "women" do. And if I didn't comply, then I was beaten and forced to do things they normally wouldn't make me do if I just went along with it." She explained. By now she was shaking and had tears streaming down her face. "Then one day we were in a hotel and it was my 18th birthday. I asked Bob if they were going to let me go since I was legal now. Bob was the main guy throughout the whole thing. He told me "No, I'm going to marry you." Well I lost it and grabbed a lamp and broke it over his head. That knocked him unconscious. William was in the bathroom and heard the commotion and came out to find me leaving the hotel room. He chased after me and someone called 911. He caught up to me and threw me down on the ground and began beating me up. I fought back as much as I could, but he grabbed my head and slammed it to the pavement and it knocked me out."
Randy held her tight, "Oh my god."
"I woke up in a hospital room with my mom and my dad and Mary there. I knew that after that many years, I was finally home. But, it wasn't that easy. I got better and I started to talk with a psychiatrist. Because of all of the things that happened, I had a lot of things that weren't normal to other people but were very normal to me. I couldn't sleep in a room without a light on, I couldn't have the door closed. I had grown so used to always being with someone that I didn't know how to handle myself alone. We got back to the house that I grew up in and it had changed so much since I was gone. There were pictures of Mary everywhere and nothing of me. Nothing at all. I was behind in schooling because I wasn't allowed to go so I had to go for my GED. Mary was the class valedictorian that year and here I was her twin sister yet I hadn't even graduated 10th grade. Mary didn't know what to say to me and I didn't know what to say to her. So I moved out, I moved to my own apartment and tried to make a life of my own and all that did was make things worse. Since I had been abused and had so much emotional scarring to overcome I wound up driving myself crazy and within 3 months of trying to live on my own I found myself getting checked into a hospital to learn how to cope with everything."
Randy was totally shocked. He was not prepared for anything like this. He didn't know what to say or what not to say. He swallowed hard, "So.what happened?"
"I was in the hospital for awhile, and then moved into a group home. Then when I was 19 I moved out on my own. I finally obtained my GED and started college courses. I worked my ass off to get back to where I was supposed to be. I had most of everything under control. Mary and I had communicated through letters the whole time, and we had gotten to know each other very well. She picked me up from the hospital and told me that she had a little girl. I didn't know she was pregnant when I met her, so it shocked me! She also wanted to know if I wanted to take her extra bedroom because her roommate was moving out. I decided to try it and I've been there ever since." She said with a smile.
"So what about your relationship with your family? What about you? Are you ok?" Randy asked nervously.
"When I was at the hospital, they took really good care of me. My family always came to see me at the hospital and the group home and I'm not as close to them as I am to Mary, but we get along pretty well. As far as how I'm doing, I'm doing really well. It is still hard to talk about, but I did it without getting hysterical." She said to him with a smile. "Sometimes I go and talk to group homes and other places about my situation to help others. I guess you would never know about it unless I told you which normally I don't. I'm pretty normal, I mean you don't have to worry about me going psycho on you or anything. I just wanted you to know in case you ever heard a rumor or something." She said to him. "If you want me to leave, I understand."
Randy held her close, "Hon, I don't want you to leave. Yeah it's not what I expected to hear, but it doesn't mean that I don't still care about you. I'm really glad that you trust me enough to tell me everything. Thank you. And if you ever have a nightmare or you just need to talk about it, please know that you can come to me anytime."
Chelle held him back. All she could do was smile.
"Chelle, I know that we were supposed to go out and do something special, but I was too sore to, so I hope that you don't mind, but I have a surprise for you." Randy said to her.
"What is it?" She asked in a confused tone.
He got up and went over to his jacket and pulled out a small, blue box. He sat down by her and opened it up to reveal a beautiful silver turquoise ring.
"What's this for?" Chelle asked.
"I seen you looking at it a couple of days ago. You were talking about needing a new thumb ring, so I went back and picked it up for you." Randy said taking her hand and kissing it, "And I would like to know if you would be my girlfriend."
Chelle smiled and tears welled up in her eyes. She threw her arms around him, "Yes I will be your girlfriend."
Randy slipped off her old thumb ring on her left hand and slid the one he got her on and kissed her gently. "Sounds like we need to celebrate." He got up and walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of champagne, "You're not driving tonight, you're staying here and celebrating."
Chelle laughed and walked over to him and held him, "Sounds good to me."
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Chelle took a deep breath, she knew eventually she had to tell him the truth. She was falling for him, and she wanted to make sure he knew so she wouldn't hurt him even worse when she told him. "Well Randy, this isn't easy for me to say."
"You're not a guy are you?" Randy said with a smirk.
Chelle giggled and rolled her eyes, "No I'm not a guy, I've always been a girl."
Randy reached over and held her hand, "Then you can tell me anything. I'm here for you and just take your time."
Chelle opened her mouth to say something but Randy interrupted her.
"You're not leaving me for a woman are you?" He asked.
Chelle couldn't hold it in that time, she burst out laughing. "No I'm not leaving you for a woman." Then she stopped and thought about what he had said. She slowly smiled, "But I didn't know that I was yours to begin with."
Randy turned bright red, he couldn't believe he didn't catch himself saying that. "Why don't you continue?"
"Well, I do have a major. I didn't tell you because guys usually get scared away." She confessed.
Randy looked confused, "You're scared to tell me that you're intelligent? Don't be. I promise! What's your major?"
"I'm a double major. My first is pediatric medicine, and my second is child psychology." She replied slowly.
"Wow, that's impressive! If you ever need help studying, let me know and I would be glad to help!" Randy exclaimed.
Chelle smiled, "That doesn't scare you?"
"Hell no it doesn't scare me. I like a woman that is smart." Randy said hugging her. He thought that she was going to tell him something a lot worse.
"Well, if you weathered that one so well, I'll tell you my darkest secret." Chelle replied.
Randy figured it would be something that wasn't so dark and scary. He held her close, "Tell me anything."
"Randy, this isn't something fun or silly. This is something that I tell very few people about because it always comes back to haunt me." She said to him in a serious tone. "And I'm going to open up and tell you everything you want to know about what I'm going to tell you because I feel safe with you."
Randy sat up straight, he was starting to get nervous. What was she going to tell him? "Alright, go ahead."
Chelle got up and began pacing a little bit. She didn't know how to bring it up lightly, so she decided just to be blunt about it. Chelle started to get tears in her eyes. "I was kidnapped when I was 7 years old."
Randy looked at her with a confused look, "You were kidnapped?" Was your sister also?"
Chelle shook her head no, "Nope, just me. Even though Mary and I were twins, my mom always wanted to make sure that we had our own personalities. So, she let us move into separate rooms when we turned 6 and started first grade. It was a stormy night, but nothing ever used to wake me up. I slept through anything and everything. It was the day before school started and I was so anxious to go to second grade the next day that I wasn't sleeping very well. I kept tossing and turning. I tossed towards the window and there was a large crack of thunder. I opened my eyes and found someone standing there. I opened my mouth to scream but they covered it. They put a cloth over my mouth and nose and the next thing I knew I woke up in a different bedroom."
"Did the cloth have Chlorophyll on it?" Randy asked.
Chelle nodded, "Yeah. They found the rag on the floor of my room the next morning when my mom came in to wake me up for school. I highly doubt you want all of the intricate details, so I'll give it to you in a nutshell. They told me that mom and dad couldn't take care of a child anymore and that's why they got to bring me to my new house. When I asked if they kept my sister, it caught them off-guard. They didn't realize that I was a twin. I cried for awhile, but they reassured me that they were bringing me to a family that wanted a little girl very badly. They cut my hair, changed my name from Michelle to Samantha Lee Anderson and then they brought me to a different house and delivered me to a set of parents. Their names were Pat and Jenny. Jenny was very nice, but Pat." She said with a scared look upon her face. "Pat was awful."
Randy reached out and squeezed her hand. "What do you mean by awful?"
"Pat was a drinker. He drank all of the time. He had an awful temper, and when he was drinking, anything set him off. Jenny would try to pack me up and leave, but he would beat her up so bad, and then he would come after me."
"He used to hit you?" Randy asked.
"Hit me, throw stuff at me, call me names, all of the above. But the worst was when Pat was drunk and needed something that Jenny couldn't give him because he had knocked her unconscious." Chelle said with tears streaming down her face.
Randy pulled her into his lap, "Oh Chelle. If you don't want to tell me anymore, I understand. But I am here to listen if you want to talk about it."
"I just want you to know my background so you understand me as a person." Chelle replied.
"Then when you're ready, continue. And I'll hold you close." Randy said holding her to his chest.
"Well, after the first time Pat came into my room, I decided that I wanted to talk to mom and dad about this. So I picked up the phone and called them. However, the number was disconnected. I found out after I returned home that the media badgered them all the time, so they changed their number."
"When did you return home?" Randy asked carefully.
"Well, Jenny finally ran away with me and brought me to an orphanage. She walked into my room and found Pat in there as well and it pushed her over the edge. But, she needed to run and it's hard to do that with a 9-year-old tagging along. So she dropped me off there and explained to them that I needed a good, stable home where I could go to school and not be abused. They took me in and I was there until I was 12 years old."
"So all of this time, no one knew it was you?" Randy asked with a confused look on his face.
"Yup, I wasn't in Kentucky anymore, I was in Wisconsin. Since they had cut my hair, and I was introduced to Jenny and Pat as Samantha Lee Anderson, no one had a reason to suspect different. I was young and stupid. The people who took me had me so brainwashed into thinking that I was too much for mom and dad to handle, and after they had changed their number I figured they did it to avoid me. So I never gave it a second thought. When I was 12, I was placed into foster care in Green Bay and the family was wonderful. All they did was treat me like I was one of their own children. I had any toy I wanted, I was able to have sleepovers, just like any other 12 year old girl would do. But then, 4 years later, we were watching "Unsolved Mysteries" and they were running a story on me. I had a bunch of friends over and they showed my picture as how I looked when I was taken and the computer enhanced image of what I could look like at the age of 16. My friends looked at me and I had grown my hair out and even though puberty had started, I looked just like the girl on tv. My foster mom Betty called the orphanage to find out any information they had about me and found out that "my relatives" had been there looking for any information. She set up a reunion and the next day it was back to the orphanage."
"I bet you were so excited." Randy said with a smile.
"Oh I'm not done yet. I get back to the orphanage and a couple days later I had my reunion with my relatives. Because I was 16 they let me meet with them alone since they had "proof" they were my parents. They let me into the room with them and it turned out that it was the two people that took me in the first place. They knocked me out and took me out the window in the room and fled with me again. I later found out they did that because they were trying to keep themselves out of jail. But anyways, I woke up and I had super short hair. For the next two years, I wasn't in one place for longer than 24 hours and if I was ever left alone, they would handcuff me to whatever they could. I wasn't allowed out of their sight. The only place that I could go alone was the bathroom if they checked to make sure there was no windows. I became their "woman" for the things that "women" do. And if I didn't comply, then I was beaten and forced to do things they normally wouldn't make me do if I just went along with it." She explained. By now she was shaking and had tears streaming down her face. "Then one day we were in a hotel and it was my 18th birthday. I asked Bob if they were going to let me go since I was legal now. Bob was the main guy throughout the whole thing. He told me "No, I'm going to marry you." Well I lost it and grabbed a lamp and broke it over his head. That knocked him unconscious. William was in the bathroom and heard the commotion and came out to find me leaving the hotel room. He chased after me and someone called 911. He caught up to me and threw me down on the ground and began beating me up. I fought back as much as I could, but he grabbed my head and slammed it to the pavement and it knocked me out."
Randy held her tight, "Oh my god."
"I woke up in a hospital room with my mom and my dad and Mary there. I knew that after that many years, I was finally home. But, it wasn't that easy. I got better and I started to talk with a psychiatrist. Because of all of the things that happened, I had a lot of things that weren't normal to other people but were very normal to me. I couldn't sleep in a room without a light on, I couldn't have the door closed. I had grown so used to always being with someone that I didn't know how to handle myself alone. We got back to the house that I grew up in and it had changed so much since I was gone. There were pictures of Mary everywhere and nothing of me. Nothing at all. I was behind in schooling because I wasn't allowed to go so I had to go for my GED. Mary was the class valedictorian that year and here I was her twin sister yet I hadn't even graduated 10th grade. Mary didn't know what to say to me and I didn't know what to say to her. So I moved out, I moved to my own apartment and tried to make a life of my own and all that did was make things worse. Since I had been abused and had so much emotional scarring to overcome I wound up driving myself crazy and within 3 months of trying to live on my own I found myself getting checked into a hospital to learn how to cope with everything."
Randy was totally shocked. He was not prepared for anything like this. He didn't know what to say or what not to say. He swallowed hard, "So.what happened?"
"I was in the hospital for awhile, and then moved into a group home. Then when I was 19 I moved out on my own. I finally obtained my GED and started college courses. I worked my ass off to get back to where I was supposed to be. I had most of everything under control. Mary and I had communicated through letters the whole time, and we had gotten to know each other very well. She picked me up from the hospital and told me that she had a little girl. I didn't know she was pregnant when I met her, so it shocked me! She also wanted to know if I wanted to take her extra bedroom because her roommate was moving out. I decided to try it and I've been there ever since." She said with a smile.
"So what about your relationship with your family? What about you? Are you ok?" Randy asked nervously.
"When I was at the hospital, they took really good care of me. My family always came to see me at the hospital and the group home and I'm not as close to them as I am to Mary, but we get along pretty well. As far as how I'm doing, I'm doing really well. It is still hard to talk about, but I did it without getting hysterical." She said to him with a smile. "Sometimes I go and talk to group homes and other places about my situation to help others. I guess you would never know about it unless I told you which normally I don't. I'm pretty normal, I mean you don't have to worry about me going psycho on you or anything. I just wanted you to know in case you ever heard a rumor or something." She said to him. "If you want me to leave, I understand."
Randy held her close, "Hon, I don't want you to leave. Yeah it's not what I expected to hear, but it doesn't mean that I don't still care about you. I'm really glad that you trust me enough to tell me everything. Thank you. And if you ever have a nightmare or you just need to talk about it, please know that you can come to me anytime."
Chelle held him back. All she could do was smile.
"Chelle, I know that we were supposed to go out and do something special, but I was too sore to, so I hope that you don't mind, but I have a surprise for you." Randy said to her.
"What is it?" She asked in a confused tone.
He got up and went over to his jacket and pulled out a small, blue box. He sat down by her and opened it up to reveal a beautiful silver turquoise ring.
"What's this for?" Chelle asked.
"I seen you looking at it a couple of days ago. You were talking about needing a new thumb ring, so I went back and picked it up for you." Randy said taking her hand and kissing it, "And I would like to know if you would be my girlfriend."
Chelle smiled and tears welled up in her eyes. She threw her arms around him, "Yes I will be your girlfriend."
Randy slipped off her old thumb ring on her left hand and slid the one he got her on and kissed her gently. "Sounds like we need to celebrate." He got up and walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of champagne, "You're not driving tonight, you're staying here and celebrating."
Chelle laughed and walked over to him and held him, "Sounds good to me."
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