Filed to story: A Girl Nobody Wanted Book by SansaR
“Ah! Good… So, what about Sarah?” I asked.
“What?” he looked panicked.
“I mean… You mentioned about a sister who is studying at MBK. But you didn’t mention about the sister who is in the same batch with you.” I said, observing his reactions carefully. “What? How? I… I…” he was frightened. He couldn’t find words to speak…
“Sarah is your twin sister. You don’t have another sister who studies at MBK am I right?” I asked again.
He didn’t say anything. He looked down.
“I can’t understand why you want to hide that you have such a smart sister… I know this is not related to my subject or anything. I am just curious.” I said again.
“She is the complete opposite of me. I don’t want a sister like her… I hate her…” he emphasized the word ‘hate’.
I couldn’t really understand how someone can hate a sweet and innocent girl like Sarah… Anyway, I want to find out the reason. That’s the main objective of having this session with Shane.
After studying psychology, I trained sometimes as a counselor. At that time, I realized my special ability to make people talk to me. Even my mentor was surprised because most of the people get open up to me very easily. I am willing to use my ability to know everything about my little Sarah… I am not letting anyone hurt her… Not even her brother and her parents…
“Why you hate her? I think she is a nice girl.” I said.
“Of course, Anyone’s first impression would be that. But she is not nice at all… She has taken away so much from me…” his voice sound broke. I know he is ready to speak about her…
Andrew Patterson’s POV
He was ready to talk, and I need answers.
“I don’t understand what you talk about. As far as I know, she is an innocent girl with a kind heart…” I said.
“Maybe she is like that to other people. But for me, it is not like that. She ruined my entire childhood. I had to suffer a lot because of her.” he replied. I could clearly see the anger in his eyes. “Why you had to suffer because of her?” I asked again.
“She was so bright since kindergarten. She could understand everything pretty fast. She became first always. Teachers loved her so much… She was their favorite student…” he said.
Well, it seems like his hostility towards his sister is because of jealousy… But I need him to tell it in his own words…
“She is a bright student even now. All the lecturers personally know her, and they all appreciate her very much. But I don’t know how it ruined your life,”
“I was completely the opposite of her… I was so weak at studies… No matter how hard my teachers tried, it was not easy to make me learn something. So, they always compared me to her and scold at me. They all humiliated me… Not just the teachers, even students humiliated me. Teachers said they can’t even understand how that smart Sarah got a dumb twin like me… My life was so miserable. I didn’t feel like going to school at all. So, I got weak at studies even more…This was the story until I started doing sports and built up my reputation as a good sportsman…”
“How did she act when everyone humiliated you?” I asked. Because I strongly believed even as a kid Sarah would never hurt anyone…
“I can’t remember…” he replied, avoiding my eyes…
“You can’t remember or you don’t want to remember? She has never humiliated you. Am I right?” I asked.
“Yeah… She didn’t make fun out of me… Sometimes she even stood up for me… But all those happened just because of her…” he said after a pause.
For a little kid, feeling that way is quite normal. Kids can’t think deeply, and they don’t try to understand things. So, his hatred towards his sister in their childhood is something acceptable. But holding that grudge over all these years and still resent your sister for something like that is ridiculous.
“So, you still hate your sister because of that? Don’t you think it is childish… You are a famous football player now. Everyone loves you and admires you… You have everything that you didn’t have those days… So, is there any use of hating your own sister any more?” I asked. Actually, I feel there is something else to this story as well. There is a part that he didn’t talk about…
“I hate her not just because of that…There are other reasons too…” he said slowly.
“What are the other reasons?” I asked quickly.
Without saying anything, he was thinking for some time…
At the same time, my phone rang. I picked it up to cut the call, but when I see the caller Id, I couldn’t cut it.
It was my dad…
He usually doesn’t call me during work hours. So, this might be an emergency. I answered the call.
Just as I thought, it was an emergency, and he wanted me to come home as soon as possible.
I didn’t want to stop my discussion with Shane. Don’t know if I can ever get him to talk about this stuff again. But I didn’t have any other option.
After Lilly died, my whole world was my mom…
She was not well all week. According to what my dad told, she is being hospitalized. So, I need to go there…
“Shane, I have an emergency that I need to attend to. So, shall we continue our discussion later?” I asked.
Without saying anything he nodded, and then he left the room.
I am so sorry my little angel… I was so close to finding out why your brother hates you this much… Anyway, I promise you I will find answers pretty soon… I thought, looking at Sarah’s smiling face on my phone screen…
Sarah’s POV
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After the lectures, I went to the cafe… When I come home it was around 7.30. I quickly prepared dinner and did the cleaning…
When I find time to take a wash and go to my room it was around 10 pm.
I took a call to Jake. He was working on our assignment. He insisted that I should sleep because he can complete it alone. But I didn’t want to sleep.
I was indeed exhausted after all the work, but talking with him, and doing something together with him, has some extraordinary power to take away my tiredness… We both worked together till midnight and we could finish the assignment.
After that, I went to sleep.
I was half asleep when someone knocked on my door.
“Yes…” I said, still sleepy.
“It is me…” Shane’s voice raised from the outside.
His voice made me ran to the door and open it up for him.
He entered my room without saying anything and sat on my bed.
“You had a session with that Patterson guy, right?” he asked.