JLNicky: Umm, scribbler u wanna say anything?
The Scribbler: Nope
JLNicky: Me neither. Hope they like it.
The Scribbler: Me 2! Oh wait. I do have something to say. As always, this is for the love of my life!
JLNicky - Damn I wish I had one of those. (Pout) I just want to dedicate it to all the women in uniform…you hawwwwwt ones you. (Wink)
Letter From Your Best Friend 2 (PART 3)
To My best friend,
I received your letter and have been thinking about you ever since. Even though I've been quite busy with my job here at the shop I still find myself gazing up at the stars.
You know I've always been the practical one in my family. I'm always helping my mother and sister whenever I can, making sure things are fixed around the house, earning a buck whenever possible. My mother was always the one who could love us no matter what. Our rock sis and me have always relied on. My sister now…I guess I'd call her the dreamer of this family. She has a big heart, is too kind and has such an imagination. All three of us fit together in our family. But honestly we wouldn't have been complete without you. I don't know why your parents are such assholes but in a way I'm glad. You might not of kept hanging out at my house.
You helped my mother keep it together when Dad died just by keeping me together. We might not have made it without your support. She has told me many times you're a Godsend with your generosity and sense of humor. If nothing else you made her laugh. I'll always remember her happier because of you.
My sister has seen you as a hero in her life and quite rightly earned I believe. You made her see you without trying. But, that is the way you are with everyone. You've always been so damn cocky you just enter a room and people notice. I've always envied that about you. Hell if you were straight I'd have asked you to marry me years ago. Yeah I've known about you. I saw you looking over my shoulder at the porn mags I had. At first I thought it was just curiosity but when one of them disappeared I knew it was you. Hell yes I count my porn mags. I was 15 you moron.
Yeah, well I know my best friend too, dammit. I also know my sister. You two have always had a close relationship. I can understand her seeing so much in you and more.
As for myself you're my pillar to lean on. You're the philosopher that makes me think differently. I see things clearly when you describe it. You're my pal and another sister to me that I count on to be there. I hope everything I saying you also can say about me.
Here is where I insert my apology. I'm sorry. I think I was angry for two reasons. 1. I was jealous and 2. I was afraid.
I was jealous of a relationship that I wasn't going to be a part of. Kind of like when you had a fit over me dating Mitzi. She was so hot! You were so jealous. But, I understand it now. It's the same with me. Only now it's from the two closest people in my life.
Afraid because what will happen if you and she are in a relationship and something happens? Oh my God. She will go over there and kick some butt. Scary. I thought you were crazy for joining the service during a war. I mean why couldn't you have stayed here and talked to me. Screw your weird ass parents. I may be weird sometimes but you know Id never be an ass like them. I just needed some thinking time. Hell, Jo you could get hurt over there and then I'd have to come over and kick some freakn butt.
I've seen changes in you that you don't even realize. The minute you told me about your lifestyle choices and how you feel toward women I wasn't even surprised. I also realized that my sister has been crazy in love with you for years. While you were trying to finish your high school with decent grades she was trying really hard not to show you her feelings. She isn't my little sister in pigtails anymore and she has matured into a wonderful woman.
She cried for two weeks after you shipped out. I know mom and I were not able to console her because she wouldn't talk to us about it. Now she watches CNN news channel for God sake. My sister the one whose campaign slogans for a high school political rally was "Depressed by T. V. news reports? Read a Book! Vote for me for your Librarian Treasurer." I mean I think she even made up that title? The elections had already been ran hadn't they? Didn't you help her make a rally sign? She is as nutty as you and you're probably the only one that can handle her.
You will write me again right? I miss you. We all miss you. My mother asks about you all the time. She is doing fine.
Well so much for your letter rambling. Mine is a disaster in ink. I hope I got my message across to you. Your family is waiting here for you and we expect you to come home as soon as possible. I'm proud of you too! Safe journey.
Your Best Friend,
Trent
Dear Trina,
I had a dream today. I was sleeping under the 5-ton and dozed off. It was like I was back there, remembering when I had that accident?
I woke up in the hospital confused?
I wonder if anyone got the number of that truck? Ohh, damn my head hurts. Turning my head sends me spinning. Where am I? What happened? I hear strange voices. Oh stop laughin, Trin, these are not the same ones I usually hear. Ha-ha. I was hit? Oh no wonder there are Drs. Here, are my parents here? Stop crying Trin, I'm still here, right? No, I don't know exactly where my parents are doc. Umm, oww, that hurts. Up north? Or is that wishful thinkin.
We need parental consent in order to treat you.
Oh call the kids mom she can do it. She has the paper work from my parents. I groan I have to stay? Overnight? Why? Now, I want to cry. I'm alone. My parents are out of the area. My friends covered for them. It was so cool to have his mother make a fuss over me. I wish my mother would. Especially after they found out I pushed the kid out of the way of that truck. I think it was a truck. They all signed my cast...here comes the nurse with more…, starting to drift, warm, "sleep" she tells me, ok I can do that
I'm so tired Trina. Scared to sleep.
Jo
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Dear Jo,
Ok, I am trying to be calm. But what is going on? I haven't heard from you in two whole months. Why won't you write? If I don't hear from you, I am going to call your parents. NOW, there's a threat. I miss you. I'm thinking of you constantly. I've written six letters and they were all returned to me today. God Jo. Write me soon. Please, please write.
Trina
Hey Trin, I write to you at night in my head. That's because it's the only time its quiet. Every day they take one of us to try and break. But we have become closer, like one gigantic family. We support one another. I would have thought they would have tried to break me down first since they are taking the wounded as well. My wound has become infected. It's hot and red and very, very painful. The others try to make me comfortable. Its here in the dark I can dream of coming home to you. And you welcoming me with your arms open wide and love for me in your eyes. What a dreamer, huh. Tonight I am restless, I don't know if I am gonna make it. The guys striped off my stripes. I didn't know they were taking officers first. Guess I forgot to mention that I have gone up in rank. I feel today is my day, sick or not.
Yours,
Jo
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Dearest Jo,
I haven't heard anything from you in forever. Are you alright? I am worried. I called my brother to see if you and he had made up. He hasn't heard from you either. I am worried. Please write or something. I almost called your parents. But I figured they might tell my brother more. He is going to call tonight.
I can't concentrate on my studies worrying about you. I just have a gut feeling something is wrong. I do hope I am wrong and maybe you are on your way home and going to surprise the family.
With all my love,
Trina PS. WRITE SOON.