The Perry Brothers - Ch. 20
Terri and Terry, 20 years old
The brothers walk to the small kitchen of their new apartment. The whole place is small, but they don't need much room. It's dark and cold. "Do you want anything?" Terri sort of shouts to the bedroom. Celia's answer comes back a little unsure. "A glass of water would be nice." Terri gets Celia her water and Terry takes an aspirin. While trying to swallow it, he stares at an old bowl of noodles in the living room. It's been there for ages and it's driving Terry mad.
The twins go back to their bedroom and sit on the bed. Celia looks around, pondering. "Terri, I haven't been completely honest with you. You see, I was a little unsure about a lot of things and stuff before, but anyways, I'm not actually 21. I'm 15." Wait, what? the same thought echos through both of the brothers' heads. "But, I hope that doesn't prevent you from loving me..." Celia leans closer with a smile. "I-I... Ofcourse it doesn't. I love you, no matter what." Terry listens to his brother's words in shock. That's it. "Terri! Can I speak to you? Alone." Terri agrees to go to the living room, but is confused.
"Terri, do you have any idea, what you're doing?" "Uh, yeah. Being a good boyfriend." "Enough joking around! This is serious! Did you even listen to what she said?" "Yes! What's your problem?" Terry tries to cool down and avoids looking at his brother. "What's my... Terri, she is 15! You are 20!" "It's just 5 years difference. Not a big deal." "The press doesn't care. The POLICE doesn't care!" "Terry, you're overreacting, you're always overreacting..." Terry grabs the old bowl of noodles, in an attempt of taking it to the kitchen, but stays arguing. "I am NOT overreacting! And the worst part is, they're going to blame ME for what YOU are doing with our body." "They can't blame us for anything. We're doing nothing wrong!" "Terri, in these situations, the grown man is ALWAYS the bad guy. If you even have a teenage girl and a grown man in the same sentence, POOF, the man is a pedofile." "Well, you know what? I don't care! I love her!" "Oh, come on, Terri. We both know, you don't." "Yes, I do!" Terry is starting to lose his temper. "Terri, listen to me! You don't." "And how would you know?" "Because, I know!" "You've never even been in love. You're just the grumpy old guy, who shows no affection torwards anyone!" Terry can't take it anymore and throws the bowl of noodles at the wall. "TERRI, I KNOW!"
Terri doesn't understand. His brother is getting ready for his next emotional explosion. Usually his breathing sounds soft, but now it's like an edge of a cliff. Like flames. Like a cold dungeon where all the cries of hate and sorrow bounce from wall to wall. "I know... When you were with Emily-" "Please, don't talk about-" "When you were with Emily, everything was different. You were in love with Emily. Your head was filled with thoughts of her. You were floating around the place. There was a storm inside of you, keeping you warm. You had the constant need to be with her, to touch her, to hold her, to kiss her. Just like I did when Roland-" There's a pause. A cold, scared, heartbroken pause. Terri can't believe what he's hearing. And Terry can't believe what he's saying. He never thought, he would tell anyone. "W-What I'm saying is that... I don't see that. I don't hear that. You don't act the way you did with Emily. And yes... I-I've been in love. And with that experience, I don't want to be again."
"Terry. Why? I need to know, there's gotta be a good reason for this. Why have you never tried to find someone? That someone. Someone to love you." "Because I love you. The other conjoined twins... I was so scared. I was sure that it'd happen to us. It almost did, when we were kids." "Terry, we were just kids..." "I was scared, Terri. I am scared. I'm scared of so many things. I'm scared of feelings, love, myself, the future, death... Don't judge me, I was a dumb teen, but at one point, I was looking online for a surgeon. I knew that we couldn't be separated, sharing so many organs... And I was trying to find a surgeon that'd be willing to... get rid of me." "Terry? You..." "I've always avoided relationships, hobbies and dreams. So that my life wouldn't disturb yours... Though I was not succesful with that." Terri can't believe, how much Terry has sacrificed for him. Everything has suddenly changed. But no one knows if it's in a good or a bad way. Terry is shaking as Celia finally starts being worried for real. "I-Is everything okay? What's going on?" Before going back, Terry says his final words to Terri. "You know what, Terri? I hate you. I hate you, because I love you too much."
The brothers walk to the small kitchen of their new apartment. The whole place is small, but they don't need much room. It's dark and cold. "Do you want anything?" Terri sort of shouts to the bedroom. Celia's answer comes back a little unsure. "A glass of water would be nice." Terri gets Celia her water and Terry takes an aspirin. While trying to swallow it, he stares at an old bowl of noodles in the living room. It's been there for ages and it's driving Terry mad.
The twins go back to their bedroom and sit on the bed. Celia looks around, pondering. "Terri, I haven't been completely honest with you. You see, I was a little unsure about a lot of things and stuff before, but anyways, I'm not actually 21. I'm 15." Wait, what? the same thought echos through both of the brothers' heads. "But, I hope that doesn't prevent you from loving me..." Celia leans closer with a smile. "I-I... Ofcourse it doesn't. I love you, no matter what." Terry listens to his brother's words in shock. That's it. "Terri! Can I speak to you? Alone." Terri agrees to go to the living room, but is confused.
"Terri, do you have any idea, what you're doing?" "Uh, yeah. Being a good boyfriend." "Enough joking around! This is serious! Did you even listen to what she said?" "Yes! What's your problem?" Terry tries to cool down and avoids looking at his brother. "What's my... Terri, she is 15! You are 20!" "It's just 5 years difference. Not a big deal." "The press doesn't care. The POLICE doesn't care!" "Terry, you're overreacting, you're always overreacting..." Terry grabs the old bowl of noodles, in an attempt of taking it to the kitchen, but stays arguing. "I am NOT overreacting! And the worst part is, they're going to blame ME for what YOU are doing with our body." "They can't blame us for anything. We're doing nothing wrong!" "Terri, in these situations, the grown man is ALWAYS the bad guy. If you even have a teenage girl and a grown man in the same sentence, POOF, the man is a pedofile." "Well, you know what? I don't care! I love her!" "Oh, come on, Terri. We both know, you don't." "Yes, I do!" Terry is starting to lose his temper. "Terri, listen to me! You don't." "And how would you know?" "Because, I know!" "You've never even been in love. You're just the grumpy old guy, who shows no affection torwards anyone!" Terry can't take it anymore and throws the bowl of noodles at the wall. "TERRI, I KNOW!"
Terri doesn't understand. His brother is getting ready for his next emotional explosion. Usually his breathing sounds soft, but now it's like an edge of a cliff. Like flames. Like a cold dungeon where all the cries of hate and sorrow bounce from wall to wall. "I know... When you were with Emily-" "Please, don't talk about-" "When you were with Emily, everything was different. You were in love with Emily. Your head was filled with thoughts of her. You were floating around the place. There was a storm inside of you, keeping you warm. You had the constant need to be with her, to touch her, to hold her, to kiss her. Just like I did when Roland-" There's a pause. A cold, scared, heartbroken pause. Terri can't believe what he's hearing. And Terry can't believe what he's saying. He never thought, he would tell anyone. "W-What I'm saying is that... I don't see that. I don't hear that. You don't act the way you did with Emily. And yes... I-I've been in love. And with that experience, I don't want to be again."
"Terry. Why? I need to know, there's gotta be a good reason for this. Why have you never tried to find someone? That someone. Someone to love you." "Because I love you. The other conjoined twins... I was so scared. I was sure that it'd happen to us. It almost did, when we were kids." "Terry, we were just kids..." "I was scared, Terri. I am scared. I'm scared of so many things. I'm scared of feelings, love, myself, the future, death... Don't judge me, I was a dumb teen, but at one point, I was looking online for a surgeon. I knew that we couldn't be separated, sharing so many organs... And I was trying to find a surgeon that'd be willing to... get rid of me." "Terry? You..." "I've always avoided relationships, hobbies and dreams. So that my life wouldn't disturb yours... Though I was not succesful with that." Terri can't believe, how much Terry has sacrificed for him. Everything has suddenly changed. But no one knows if it's in a good or a bad way. Terry is shaking as Celia finally starts being worried for real. "I-Is everything okay? What's going on?" Before going back, Terry says his final words to Terri. "You know what, Terri? I hate you. I hate you, because I love you too much."
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