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Sh*t. This can’t be true.
You really fell for it
Your lover lied to you. Everything turns out to be a big fat lie.
Read the next - ridiculously insane - story of Julia.
Chapter one: When Julia met Bob
Meet Julia, single mother of two. In 2008 she decides to become a member of an internet dating website for educated people. Good idea. One is after all the loneliest number.
This is where she meets Bob. A very nice man who she quickly connects with on MSN. Bob is Jewish, sociologist, ex-military in the Israeli army and a widower. He had lost his wife and two young daughters during an assault in Tel Aviv. A man with a dramatic past. Julia tells him honestly that her father used to be a German officer and asks him whether that is a problem. Bob appreciates her honesty and does not object. Because other than being cute, Bob is also very friendly.
After three months on MSN and a couple of phone calls later, Julia meets Bob for the first time. They meet in a cafe near the train station of Alkmaar. He is waiting on her holding a red rose in his hands. Because besides being cute and friendly, Bob is also very charming. He shows photos from Israel: From his house and his deceased wife. As it turnes out Bob has a son named Joel in Israel from a brief relationship. He still lives in Israel with his dog, Sam. Short after meeting Bob, Julia meets Joel and Sam the dog on MSN. So much fun.
It seems that something nice is blooming. However, just some weeks later Julia and Bob end up in an argument. Just a day before Bob leaves for Israel to visit the grave of his late wife. During this conversation she decides to share some of her doubts in their relationship. On the same night that Bob lands in Israel she gets an email from his son Joel in which he announces that his father has died of a heart attack.
Julia is broken. After a period of intense mourning she receives mail from Tel Aviv again, from a good friend of Bob. He makes her a shocking notification: Bob is not dead. He is staying somewhere in the Netherlands in a safe house. Because not only is Bob cute, friendly and very charming, he is also on Hamas’s deathlist.
That is the case because he actually works for the Israeli secret service. His death was staged in order to make Hamas believe he was actually dead. Bob’s friend ends the bizar email with the question whether she wants to speak to Bob. And that is what Julia does.
Soon Bob asks whether they can meet somewhere. Be it that meeting in public spaces is out of the question. Too dangerous, you know. Only in her house is it safe. After his miraculous rising from the death Bob visits Julia every three weeks for a weekend and gets to know her family and friends. The love blooms once again.
Eight months later and Julia does not trust this situation any longer. Every now and then she misses some money. And Bob’s stories become ever more complicated. When he suddenly has to leave for Israel because his son is dying - amazingly the kid is entirely recovered within three days - Julia decides to investigate the situation. Now she really get’s to know Bob.
Chapter two: When Julia met Gary
Because not only is Bob cute, friendly, very charming, spy for Mossad and list leader at Hamas. He is also a big fat pathological liar.
Bob is not called Bob. His name is Gary. Gary is not Jewish. On the contrary. His parents were fanatic members of the NSB. Neither is Gary a widower, or has he ever been to Israel. And no, neither does he have a child from a previous relationship. Gary is married and has three children. In Alkmaar. Gary’s wife knows about the lies and is fine with it, as long as it yields enough money. The only truth in his story was the name of his dog.
Julia is literally sick to her stomach about the entire situation. Taking a shower three times a day with solid scrubbing does not help. The filthy, dirty, abused feeling remains. Her only comfort is that she knows she was dealing with a professional. Gary had been in jail for four years after being condemned for a swindle. In jail he was being called ‘the professor’, because of his historical detailed stories and scams.
If there is anything we can learn from this story: Love really does make blind. Stone-Blind that is. And Bob/Gary/The Professor is besides nice, friendly, charming, master spy and a chronic liar, now also single again. So please high educated daters.. beware!
Chapter one: Till death do us part.
Aaron and Bianca are going to get married. These are beautiful times. Obviously a grand bachelor party is organised for him, by his little brother. They go paintballing. Exactly one week before the wedding.
Not breaking any traditions, Aaron walks, hands up, gun down along the battle field twice so that his friends can blow the hell out of the ‘bachelor’. That’s the way it goes, they said and Aaron is happy they did not send him to the red light district wearing some bunny suit or whatever. He’s rather be bruised to the bone.
The week that follows is one with a load of stress about the wedding, but Aaron also starts to feel a little off. Just some pain in his back and he is really tired. He pushes it aside as ‘healthy tension’. Makes sense too. After the ‘big day’ all falls apart when the romantic wedding night turnes into a night with the bellowing of sirenes; he is urgently taken to the hospital. Aaron’s kidney burst.
The honeymoon is put off.
Bianca is sitting on the edge of his hospital bed instead of a beach chair.
And not just for a day. Day, weeks pass by before they know more. The kidney burst because of a blood clot that had slipped into it. Probably literally, during paintballing, they think. When, a little later in the hospital, his bloodvalues are checked, the blood clot suddenly seems illogical in the story. Aaron’s blood is actually really thin, they discover.
Months of medical eximanations follow.
Chapter two: This is not what I signed for?!
Aaron gets really frustrated because of the insecurity he’s living in. He has to quit his job because of the many examinations and loses a lot of confidence. Bianca’s is also going down with all the pressure. Soon they start having arguments daily. When Aaron returns from a night out with his friends, a little drunk, all hell breaks loose. “I would never have married you if I had known you would become this!” She screams. “So? What So?! Ill you mean?!” “In sickness and in health, remember!?!”, Aaron screams back at her. The next day Bianca left.
So they live apart for a while.
And then he is rushed to the hospital once again. Bianca’s called. She is after all his wife, thus the contact for the hospital. She comes to the hospital. Stoned from all the morfine Aaron starts mumbling to her. Like: “You are the salt on my egg!” to: “I hate the guts out of you, f*cking b*tch. This vague memory is also the last one he has of her.
The day after this event, Aaron makes up his mind. The divorce that follows costs him, besides a lot of money, loads of his scarse energy.
Another hospitalization follows. Traditionally he goes out to the Irish pub for a nice few beers the night before. Call it imbibing for hospitalization. On his way to the pub, Aaron cycles by the restaurant where he worked before he got ill. Suddenly he feels like inviting his old co-workers to join him. Heleen also joins - he always thought she was sympathetic! Four hours laters they are kissing beneath the Martini tower in Groningen.
A couple of months in love later the diagnose follows. Aaron has an early form of cancer. His thin blood was a symptom of a starting leukemia. If he wouldn’t have gotten that blood clot in his kidney, it would probably not have discovered on time and Aaron would probably have gotten the real deal leukemia. Could have been very very different.
Luckily, this form of cancer is relatively easy to treat. With a light chemo therapy treatment and a stemcelltransplant. His new love does not leave his side. And Aaron is going through everything with a renewed positive force. It’s almost like an American movie with balloons to the bed, fruitbaskets on the nightstand and butterflies in the belly.
Aaron is healthy again, back to work, and is getting married for the second time... With Heleen. He did not forget about how she pulled him through this horrible time. How she has supported him unconditionally. The honeymoon is going to be twice the trip he would have made with Bianca. He asked his brother to buy him a bunnysuit for the bachelor night...
Chapter one: Mike en Anouk
Mike is a 23 tear old military and Anouk a 30 year old flight attendant when they meet in Amsterdam. But it doesn’t matter, the age difference. They are madly in love.
After cycling though the city with a toothbrush in their hands they both feel the urge to move in together. At a certain point, Anouk has to leave for work, to fly between Sidney and Singapore, for two weeks in a row. Anouk always dreamt of a house in the Dutch polders, amidst nature. Mike knows this. And Mike is working on her dream while she is away. That’s what Mike is like. Good old sweet Mike.
After only four days non stop searching on the internet, he finds the perfect place. The backyard stretches as far as the eye can see, loads of grass and forest. It’s not a giant house, nor is it exremely luxurious, but it will do. After all, Mike is only 23 and not very attractive for a mega loan at the bank.
During his free hours, he starts painting, building, moving and carpenting to improve the house the best he can.
Chapter two: Anouk eats a sandwich
When Anouk returns from Australia, and joins him for a sandwich at Schiphol, she suddenly throws out the least he expected: “Mike, dear: I have doubts about you. No, I have doubts about us”.
“The girl that went to Australia is not the same girl that came back” she says quite fake and careless with her mouth full.
She met a boy that she’s attracted to. He’s her age. She already knew him from past flights to Australia. The spark was there. Obviously, Mike is devastated. The more so as he knows she can never have bumped into this dude spontaneously. She actually pre-arranged it. In a country the size of Australia you just do not bump into someone.
But they did not break up. Not just yet.
Because she is in so much doubt.
And Mike loves her. Too much.
Mike decides to show her the house anyway. He wants to prove how serious he is. And he wants to show her the amount of work he did just for her. She could not possibly refuse an act like that! Right? Her dream house in the polder! That will make him her dream man. Surely.
Together they go to the polder, in Mike’s old car. Filled with pride he shows her around. The chimney, the gorgeous old kitchen, the bedroom. Okay, there are a million things to do, but the basics are there.
Filled with hope and pride, one hand on the wheel, one hand on Anouk’s leg, Mike drives Anouk back to Amsterdam.
That same night Anouk makes up her mind.
“I’m going to move on with him. Not with you.”
She chooses for a future with someone her own age, she wants to have children as soon as possible, a stable adult life and move back to Australia.
Mike puts the house for sale that same week. And throws her toothbrush away. But for painting the city red again... That takes him months.
Anouk and her new boyfriend first live together in Amsterdam for a couple of months. Through a mutual friend he is informed that her new boyfriend went back to Australia and she appears to still live in Amsterdam. Home alone, on the couch. Less than a week later she’s calls him, not knowing he knows about her boyfriend being in Australia without her. Whether he would like to meet for a cup of coffee or something like that. And how he is doing and stuff... This time there is no doubt on Mike’s mind. “No, thank you.”
Like Aiden said to Carrie in Sex and The City: “YOU-BROKE-MY-HEART!!”.
Chapter one: Roger in the sun on the terrace.
Look. That’s Roger. With a friend. And a friend of that friend, that Roger does not know yet, joins them. Her name is Hanneke. Hanneke and Roger hit it off and she stays for a second, third and fourth drink. She tells Roger she just broke up with her boyfriend, after a three year during relationship.
The next day they become friends on Facebook -wooohooo- and he even sends her a private message. A week after that he bumps into her again at the same terrace. They have some drinks, go out later that night and kiss for the first time. Woooohooo!!
From that point onwards they meet once or twice a week. Roger works at his home on Fridays. Coincidentally that also accounts for Hanneke. So on those days he joins her to work at her place. In her house are loads of photo’s from her ex, but he doesn’t find that weird, as they had been together for over three years. His bicycle is also still there. Possible. Right?!
Besides Fridays he also spends some weekends at her place, because her house is so much more cosy than his typical bachelor pad is. They also go to Rome for a super romantic weekend break.
As a souvenir he decides to drop by to deliver a card. A picture of them on the Spanish Stairs. While he is rumbling with her mailbox de door suddenly opens. It’s Hanneke’s ex. Ehrm... Roger quickly makes up an excuse and tells him he’s at the wrong place. Hanneke later explains that the was there to pick up some of the stuff he had left behind. It was only over since a couple of weeks. Possible. Right?!
Chapter two: Roger in her boyfriend’s shadow
On a night Roger feels like ‘beer and tities’. So he calls Hanneke. She is in mood herself she says, but she’s at a party. However, Roger is already on his bicycle and is almost at her place. Where the lights are on. In her house. Weird. He rings the doorbell.
To his surprise mr Ex opens the door again. He asks him whether he came to the wrong place again? Roger asks him what he’s doing in Hanneke’s house.
To which mr Ex answers quite surprised: “This is my house, I bought this three years ago and Hanneke moved in half a year ago”. “But who the hell are you”?
“Ehrm, I have been going out with Hanneke for over four months now”. Aah. Because both are equally surprised, none of them get angry with eachother.
Roger tells him about the weekend in Rome and about the weekends that he has spend in his apartment. It appears that mr Ex, eh, Hanneke’s boyfriend had been away with colleagues or friends. This is how they, still at the front door, slowly find out the truth.
Mr Ex, eh, Hanneke’s boyfriend, decides to call Hanneke. On the speer. “Hi, I’m standing here, with Roger, we know everything. Why don’t you come home”.
Five minutes later she is there.
“Now I lost everything”
And that’s the way it is.
How could Roger have been so naive? When he came to work at her place on Fridays, her boyfriend would leave the house at 8:00 am and came back at 7:00 pm. He had often asked whether he could stay over for diner, but that was never possible. Other times he had arrangements with friends and left around that time. It was fridaynight right? He was not allowed to kiss her openly or drop by spontaneously. All pictures were still in the house. Roger spent entire weekends in the house there her boyfriend also lived. But never did he notice anything, no toothbrush, no coat, no shoes. If he had opened the wardrobe he would have seen all his clothes. But after all he was in someone else’s house, so he didn’t do that.
Afterwards you can say that there were many signs. But as Johan Cruijff always says: “You’ll start seeing it when you notice it”.