kat556677
real12free
Posts: 21
(10/9/04 17:18)
Reply
|
Love Hurts
Love Hurts
Chapter 1
"You're a loser! Loser! You're a loser!" Sarah smiles giving Stansfield acroos the crowded restaurant in LA a glittering array of the teeth that cost her over 20 thousand dollars in medical bills, a divorce and her daughter's ballet lessons. "...you really are!" she laughed and added, "I'm kidding!" She turns to you and confides as her smile turns to a grimace, "He IS a loser, I mean hello, can anyone say 'yesterdays news'? And look at his wife's dress!!"
"Good God who shot the couch!" Her PA quipped taking a swift look at Stansfield and his wife in disgust, then sipping a mouthful of her water as if to wash the distaste they inflicted on her away.
"... And did you see his car parked out front?" Sarah continued raising her hands to the air as if turning to the Lord for an answer to her all important questions.
"The phrase 'Chitty chitty bang bang'! comes to mind" The PA quipped in a tone of heightened contempt. Sarah let out a cackle as she turned to her PA by her right who added,
"Replace the CH with SH and I think you'd have a more accurate description of his vehicle"
You forced a smile and played with the imaginary fluff on your skirt. "So! Let's talk about Layla! I think you are going to be huge! I was telling Den... as in Denzel Washington over dinner the other day, how great he'd be for this new script I got..."
"Oh..." you manage before she interrupts
"Yah..." she flicks her blonde hair and takes a swift puff of the cigarette in her right hand, scattering its ash on her PA's lap without a second thought, "I said 'Den, you must audition you'd be perfect' and he said 'ok' then i said 'how about Tuesday' and he said 'Tuesday's not good' so I say 'How about Wednesday' and he said 'Wednesday's even worse than Tuesday' so I said 'How about you call me when you're free' and he said 'ok...' " She nodded with a smile oozing with pride, "True story sweetie"
"Right..." you nod politely
"Sweetie you've got the cheekbones of Halle Berry... did I tell you about my bump in with Halle the other day..." she raises her eyes to the cieling, flicks her hair and regails you with more 'true stories' as you watch the ever so slow ticking of the clock on the wall behind you.
"Would you like to order modom" the waiter looked at you as though you were something that had just been spat out at the side of the road and on to his new Prada's.
Your stomach is rumbling and you hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday. You were preparing for this dinner the whole day. Free lunch at the Ivy on your boss's credit card meant you were going to pig out, major league style "Uhm..." you manage to utter before your boss Sarah interrupts,
"Just a salad for us..." she gives a cheeky grin to the waiter before she continues, "We're on a diet"
"Son of a ..." your head screams at her. You were hungry!
The waiter looks on at the three of you with that same look at disgust as he takes the starter menus away and hands you the beverages list...
At least that's something... going hungry on bits of bird seen and rabbit mix was one thing but at least you had the alcohol to drown out that whiny voice...
As the waiter began to place the wine list on the table she waved away the list, and spoke through her cloud of smoke
"Sweetie we're not drinking either... we're here on business... besides it's bad for your health"
"Son of a ..." you thought as you gripped the seat of your chair worried you'd knock her block off you clenched your teeth and reminded yourself she's your boss.
With a higher degree of distaste on his face the waiter cocked an eyebrow and lifted his nose higher in the air and asked,
"Would modom care for water... bottled... or tap?" a snigger was on the verge of breaking across his smug face, oh how you wanted to be the one to smack it off but you restrained yourself... 'One must in such situations' you said to yourself appealing to the snootiest part of your character.
"Bottled thank you Garcon" Sarah said through an icy smile. She had an excellent talent for beating the arrogance out of people.
He grimaced and walked huffily away looking as though he was trying to keep a penny clenched in the crack of his buttocks as he shuffled speedily away.
"Now, to the nitty gritty, Lilac..."
"That's Layla... Layla Love, Sarah" you corrected bashfully
She waved a hand distractedly, "Whatever... we love the story it's powerful, passionate, everything we want in a story..."
"I feel a but coming on..."
Sarah burst into a fake laugh, "You're sharp, I like that Lulu"
"Layla"
"Uh huh... we want you to change the focus a little... less..."
"Less..." you coach, not understanding what she is talking about
"I think it would be wise to end the work on a lighter note, I mean the leading man and lady nevere actually having sex and then breaking up at the end... "
"It's reality!"
"It's not going to sell, people want romance as well as sex, and they want a happy ending..."
"The story has a happy ending, two people fall in love and realise afterward they're not right for one another..."
"People want to escape reality..."
"And I don't! I think they need a story to wake up and realise Mr Prince Charming does not just walk into your life and make anything better, you make everything better, Prince Charming lives within you!"
"That's one whole other show!" The PA snubs as she reaches for the glass of water in front
"Thank you Oprah but let's get back to the topic of today, making money, which is what we won't make if we stick with this script so what's it going to be?" Sarah looks hard at you.
"Thank you Miss L'Ived for your time!"
"Ok sweetie, let's not get excited, we're in public let's not make a scene, sit back in your seat and... " she sighed tiredly "Let's talk..."
Two hours later back at the flat
"No way! She caved?!" Meryl screamed in disbelief when you told her your bookdeal had gone through without the changes. You nod excitedly.
"I'm so pleased hun" She hugged you tightly. "But what you think what's his names gonna say when he reads it?"
You shook your head,
"I have no idea... is this crazy?... why am I putting myself out like that? People'll think I'm looney tunes"
"Lay, they'll think you're human"
"Is this before or after worldwide labotomy?"
* BUZZZ *
You, Meryl, Gazz, Carla and RayRay look at each other. Who else could be buzzing? All five of you were already here but hesitantly you walk to the door and open it only to find...
"Hello Mr Asswipe" you say drearily
"Hey!" he yelled shaking a disapproving finger before you, "That's Assenwipe!"
"What's the problem Mr Assenwipe?" you say wishing you could tear your arm off and smack him about the head with it, just so that you'd have something to beat him with.
"You lesbians are making too much damn noise that's what my problem is... blaring your gay music up to this level at this time of night..."
"Mr Asswipe..." you begin tiredly
"Assenwipe!" he screeches
"Assenwipe..." you continue not paying any attention to his behaviour being so used to dealing with his daily visits the past four months. "... it is four in the afternoon..."
"Four Sixteen in the afternoon thank you very much..."
"Furthermore... I've told you once and I'll tell you again, we're not gay"
"I don't give a damn what freaky mess you people do in your own time, dats yo' business, but I will say this it's sick and..."
Before he could finish you it clicks with you that you're not even playing music,
"Mr Asswipe..."
"Assenwipe!!"
"...we're not even playing any music!" You stare at him anger brimming.
"Well..." he fusses looking like a chicken about to lay one heck of an egg. "Your voices, days penetratin through the floorboards into my room, disturbin me..."
"From doing what?"
"Uh, uh, uh M - m - my music lesson"
"You don't play an instrument"
"I DO SO!!" he yelled indignantly
"Oh yeah what do you play?" you ask sweetly
"I play the cello" he said smugly
"Oh, well if that's the case, I'm going to have to ask YOU to KEEP DOWN THE NOISE!" and with that you slammed the door in his face to meet your adoring public, the gang let out whoo hoos for getting him good this time. It was shortlived though. You knew he would be back tomorrow.
At the door Mr Assenwipe yelled,
"Bunch of b...." and stumbled down the creaky stairs to his room and hobbled over to the telephone.
"Kenneth? Kenneth? Who you callin?" Mrs Assenwipe mumbled half asleep, she had dozed off watching Sunset beach.
"I'm callin' the POLICE! All the noise dem kids makin upstairs is giving me a headache..."
"Kenneth!"
"911? Yeah I'll hold..." his lips were pursed and his hair stood like crazy wires from the centre of his head.
"Kenneth you're the one makin all this noise..."
"Shh!" Then he turned back to the phone "Yes Suh, I'd like to complain about a disturbance... upstairs 7B Langtree Avenue..."
"Kenneth they're not..."
"Shut your mouth woman!" he yelled at Mrs Assenwipe and then turned back to the caller "No... not you... don't curse at me God damn it f*ck me? well f*ck you too damn it, make sure you get your ass out here soon!" And he slammed the phone down with the expression much of a bulldog sucking on a lemon.
Half asleep Mrs Assenwipe patted the seat beside her not alien to outbursts of this sort. "Come lie down Barry..."
"BARRY?!"
Mrs Assenwipe: 
Chapter 2
"Manny's in love... you lurve her... she's your girlfriend" Geraldo teased
"Did you see the new Halle flick this evening Tay?... Did you see that G? That was me ignoring you" Manny replied with a look of a long sufferinf martyr on his face
"Cut it out Manny, you still love her which is why you're refusing to go to her book signing" Tay accused
"Bang" Jo pitched in giving Manny an accusing look.
Manny shook his head and felt like he was tied up before a firing squad,
"I mean you're always talkin about how whichever girl you've got on your arm this week is 'your queen' but the minute she steps out of your idea of perfection you drop her like a bad habit!"
"Thank you for your services but you're no longer eligible for flying Air Manny anymore" Gil quipped as he took a sip of lemonade.
"Look the minute you stop striving for perfection is the minute you start to accept second rate..." Manny stated as he fiddled with imaginary fluff on his jumper.
"Why have chitlings when you can have steak!" Gil joked
"It's funny how you decided Lay became chitlings when she was about to sign that bookdeal, right?" Cole said quietly
"Had nothing to do with that" Manny replied, his face stone
"Oh really? it had nothing to do with Lay suddenly making more money than you?..."
"Relationships don't work when the woman makes more loot than the man. FACT" Gill quipped with a cheeky grin.
The fellas grunted.
"I can't believe you guys are saying this, y'all sound like a bunch of caveman" Peckerwood sniped and slammed his cards on the table winning that round of poker. The guys cut their eyes and kissed their teeth.
"Who's turn's it to deal?" Cole asked.
"Mine" Manny managed through gritted teeth.
"I mean it's funny that guys talk about women being gold diggers but find an intelligent one who makes more money and we can't handle that... that's twisted dudes" Peckerwood spoke as his eyebrows furrowed and shook his head.
"No Peck, you know what's really twisted? Women. You share everything with her, your life, your heart, your secrets... then she ups and leaves" Manny fumed
Silence in the room as the fellas look at each other avoiding Manny's menacing eyes.
"Sometimes, the man doesn't make it easy for her to stay..." Cole quietly spoke through the silence. The fellas stared at him like he had gone crazy. It was not wise to get into this with a heartbroken man....
"What are you trying to say?" ... especially when they don't even know that they're heartbroken.
"Maybe we hurt most the ones we love most... hence the saying, 'Love Hurts' " he cocked his eyebrows, waiting for the penny to drop.
"Bang" squeaked Jo and joined Cole in his accusing stare.
Manny suddenly became aware of their looks, pitying looks that screamed that he was a loser for letting a woman walk over him and that didn't sit well. Manny Hurts did not get dumped on.
"You know what, who said monogamy was natural?" he yelled
"I dunno, God?" Gil quipped
"Well if God wanted us to stick with one female at a time... then what do we have all this sperm for? Why do females outnumber us like they do?..."
"Here we go" Jo piped and snuggled in his seat ready for the show
"Oh please... we're also the only creatures with moral reasoning, that's what separates us from animal..." Peckerwood stated and slammed down a full house. The others moaned and through the cards on the table. "Life isn't just about sex"
The fellas looked at him with a bemused expression before screaming out at him
"In what world?!"
Peckerwood shook his head laughing,
"Y'all are trippin"
"... yup and trippin all the way to my girl Monique's..." Cole said as he stood up from his chair to leave.
"C'mon C you're not leaving, we're only just getting into it" Manny smiled.
"What you need to 'get into' is the feelings for Layla that you choose to bury" Cole said seriously,
Silence. Until Manny suddenly holding a hand to Jo's face said,
"If you say 'bang' Jo I swear I'll kill you"
Edited by: kat556677 at: 11/9/04 12:51
|
Email This To a Friend
Topic Commands
Click to receive email notification of replies
Click to stop receiving email notification of replies