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Castor & Ryan Hetfield tell it how it is; A slant on the Hetfield Family.
Topic Started: May 5, 2008, 5:06 pm (12,018 Views)
Lucifer's Angel
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Yeah, what is going on with James? :wacko:
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This was nuts. Where was James now, and was Cali still with him? She’d disappeared too. I guess they’d both wanted out of the public eye, or potential for the media to catch on.

We were on a break from both tour and studio, and the kids were back at school. Sue’s assignment in English class had been to choose a pen pal, and without telling us, she had chosen Marcella.

We found out when I got the mail one day and noticed a letter addressed to Susan Graham from Marcella Hetfield!

I began by asking Sue what was going on. She admitted that she’d been writing to Marcella and hadn’t bothered to tell either me or Stephanie about it.

I wasn’t mad that she was corresponding with Marcella. I was mad that she hadn’t told us, though.

Shayne tried to stand up for her. “I heard Marcella’s really nice, even though she’s in prison,” he said.

“Shayne, that’s not the point. Neither one of you should be sneaking behind our backs like that, do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Once we made clear sure that the kids understood that, we let Sue continue to write to Marcella. I chose to monitor their letters, for the heck of it, but they weren’t writing anything that a normal child and adult wouldn’t.

Sue confided in me that she had really wanted to write to Castor. But I said sorry, Castor couldn’t be corresponded with normally because of what had happened.

I did want to see where he was living now, however, and debated whether to pay a visit to this farm of his. Could I do it without James or any of the Metallica members knowing? I’d have to make sure Myles and Layne didn’t find out, either.

And as much as I wanted to take Sue to reunite with her uncle and meet her new cousins, I couldn’t do that, either. She and Shayne would have to stay behind with Steph.
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Wow, that's an interesting twist :blink:
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We settled into our rhythm of life at the farm again. Our employees became stable. There were a few weirdos around but they were doing their jobs and not causing any trouble, at least.

The ones that I didn’t like – mainly Zach, Dennis, Mary and Heinrich – were put out in the fields, well away from everybody else. They were not to work in the house, I concluded.

A few years peacefully drifted by. The boys began to grow up. Daniel began to engage in modern dance once he started school, preferring that over ballet. Nicky was still into riding horses and was still the wild one. He was the one who was always getting up to tricks around the farm, and loved to play practical jokes on all the employees. He took Zach’s cell phone and set the language to Swedish! So we had to it under control so that he wasn’t annoying anyone.

Daniel, on the other hand, was more the gentleman, and preferred to tinker around on the computer in the house.

I kept in light contact with Ryan as much as I dared. Finally, he made the decision that he wanted to come down to the farm and see everything. We hadn’t seen each other in ages.

Daniel looked like Ryan, and reminded me a lot of him in personality. I couldn’t wait for Ryan to meet my family.

We made plans for him to come down, and of course, he hadn’t told anybody other than Stephanie. He flew in on a Wednesday, and I picked him up at the airport.

We babbled the entire way back, of course, cos we hadn’t seen each other in so long. According to him I looked different, more worn down.

I replied that two things had happened - one, I was hiding from people and two, I was the main caregiver of two young boys!

We continued on to the farm, then gave Ryan the tour around our huge house (once Cali and Carl’s, of course). He met Daniel and Nicky, and loved them to death. Like I guessed, he especially clicked with Daniel, who was so much like him. But he also delighted in Nicky’s humor and practical jokes!

“This place is great,” he said. “I wish I could hang out here for a while, if I wasn’t in Metallica and had a family of my own.”

He stayed for a week, enjoying the scenery. But then he had to go back and tend to his huge array of people, of course.

I learned about Shayne, his new adopted son. I wished that I could meet him.

“I’ll bring him out here,” Ryan replied. “This place seems safe, you know? We’ll all visit together, eventually.”

And I looked forward to all the visits to come.
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Please don't let Lars and Layne find out for heaven's sake! or James for that matter either!
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Ditto, I don't want anyone to get hurt :(
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When Shayne was ten and Sue was nine, I finally decided that they were old enough to come out and meet Uncle Castor. Stephanie agreed, and we planned our trip for the summer just after Sue and Shayne got out of school.

Castor, Chessi and their boys met us at the airport. There was a lot of hugging and kissing going on. I guess we’d all gotten mushier over the years now that we had families of our own!

Then we piled into Castor and Chessi’s Ford Club Wagon. They’d recently got the huge, long van for employee transportation, but this time they were transporting for this large family reunion.

According to Castor, employee transports were a pain. Sometimes it was just farmwide, but a lot of times a group of us would make a supply run. Usually Zach, Dennis and some others went along to do that.

Castor said that Zach was still a creep. He knew that he was sleeping around, and knew that Dennis probably was too. Zach was so old – what did girls see in him?

Zach and Dennis got along pretty well. They didn’t reside in the same cottage but often played chess together on Dennis’s old porch. Dennis wasn’t as old as Zach, but acted like an old man all the same!

We continued talking about his employees, then about Shayne. Castor was pleased to finally meet him. Then we talked about Sue, Nicky and Daniel.

We had a large Southern feast at Castor and Chessi’s house that night. There was fried chicken, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, cornbread, the works! Castor and Chessi whipped up a storm together.

Castor and Chessi horsed around with Southern accents, but I realized that they were adapting to them quite a bit. Or rather, Castor was. Chessi was already Southern! You’d hardly think Castor had ever been from California, which was funny.

Shayne and Sue were shown to their guest rooms, but they ended up playing foosball in the downstairs game room with Daniel and Nicky. We didn’t bother to tell them to go to bed, though it was getting late. We were on vacation, and were happy that they were having a good time.

Chessi and Stephanie ended up chattering well into the night, too. Castor and I joined them for a while, but then we began to drop one by one. Well, I dropped first actually. Exhausted, I told them that I was going to bed.

I headed upstairs. It was a large house, with a lot of dark corners. But I liked it here.

Sinking into my bed, I turned out the light. About an hour later, I felt the mattress depress next to me. I assumed it was my wife, and mumbled, “Goodnight, Stephiedear.”

Stephanie was tall so I didn’t think anything of it that there was much more weight on the mattress. But something was wrong. I realized that this was a farm man’s smell, not the smell of roses that my wife had.

I jerked my head up as his breath scorched my face . . .
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Oh fuck, oh fuck,oh fuck,oh fuck! Shit James has found em! Oh God what now? this is not good :(
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I hate cliffhangers! it's only fun when I write em myself :lol:
PLEASE, I have to know what happened :blink:
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Oh shit! :o
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Before I went to bed, I remembered Chessi talking to Zach in the kitchen about some problem with his time clock. I groaned. After all, I’d already told Zach that we would take care of it the next day. Couldn’t he see that we had guests over?

I repeated myself about the matter, then told them that I was going to bed. I kissed Chessi goodnight and began walking upstairs. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Several minutes later I had a man screaming from the hall upstairs. Ryan?

I spat out my mouthful of toothpaste and water, then bolted up the stairwell to the third floor.

“Don’t move!” a man shouted, waving a gun in my face. It was Zach.

I realized that Ryan and Chessi were tied up back to back in Ryan’s room. I had no idea where Stephanie or any of the kids were, so that threw me into a panic.

That was when it hit me. “James,” I said. “It’s you, isn’t it, James? It’s been you all along.”

Zach told me to shut up as he tied me up, too. Then he said, “Don’t you have any respect for your father? Who the hell are you to be calling him by his first name?”

At this point, I was thoroughly confused. Why was he talking in the third person? Was he drunk? But most drunk people didn’t talk in the third person, so what was his problem?

“This doesn’t make sense!” Ryan shouted from where he was tied up. “If you’re not James, who the hell are you, and what business do you have with him?”

This irritated Zach, and apparently he wasn’t going to let in on who he was, at least not yet. So he decided to gag all of us. He found some old, disgusting rags and tied them tight into our mouths. I wanted to throw up.

Then, he finally began to explain what was going on. First he said, “My name is Virgil Hetfield.”

Whoa, I thought. Virgil, James’s father, had supposedly died years ago. Had he faked his damn death too?

But I couldn’t argue with him, because my mouth was gagged. So he continued on, “I heard about what might be going on down here, and suspected that Castor was hiding here. So I came down here. I was glad to find that I was correct. I am quite the sleuth. Of course, I have been watching you guys for years now. And I had to get everything right. By being employed here, I got to know all your habits and ways of life.”

I wanted to scream at him, “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?” But I couldn’t, and that pissed me off.

I couldn’t think straight as he rattled off some crazy schpeel about how poor our morals were. He criticized me for getting Chessi pregnant before marriage – how had he known that? – about the way I had treated Cali as a kid (WHAT! She’d treated me wrong!), about how Marcella and I had tried to kill Cali and Carl of course, and how we’d pretty much disowned James. Then he went off on Ryan of course, about abandoning the family also.

Yet he wasn’t going to get on to CALI about faking her death? Obviously not, since he had too. But what about the drug and alcohol problems that she’d had? And let’s not forget that here he was, tying us up, and who knows what he was going to do to us next . . .

But like I said, I couldn’t think straight because I was too worried about the children, and Stephanie of course.
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VIRGIL?!
No waaay man!
Didn't expect that one!
Keep it going girl! :)
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HOLY SHIT!!!! Well I wasn't expecting that! Virgil? holy bejeebus! God where's Steph and the kids? :gah I need more!!!
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Oh shit! :o
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HOLY.



SHIT.

You've got a great imagination!
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