Come Whatever May.Mature

(Enter first choreographed Physical Theatre scene - This should symbolise sex and should be very slow and sensual.)

(Blackout)

(When the lights come back up, Thomas and Kate are sat on the floor together, Kate is in front of Tom and between his legs leaning her head back on to him. Tom supports both of them on his hands. A song is playing in the background…just the same as before; it is little more than background noise.)

(They sigh together)

Thomas and Kate
You know what?
(Thomas laughs)

Thomas
You first.

Kate
No, you.

Thomas
I was just going to say…I love you.

Kate
I know.

Thomas
(Laughs again) Oh? How so?

Kate
(She shrugs) I know you do.

(The lights go down slightly and Thomas goes into a freeze frame. Kate stands up and addresses the audience.)

Kate
I know he does…God, how I know it. It’s bordering on obsession. Sometimes I think to myself that it can’t be healthy for one person to feel so strongly for another. I can see it in your eyes…you’re thinking “that’s good? Right? That’s really…..cute. The way he loves you so much.” It would be really good…if I felt the same way. The truth is…I never loved him. Not once did I ever feel anything but lust when it came to him. So it was wrong of me to lead him on like that. But the sex was great. So…fucking…great. Does that make me a bad person…like I need the approval of anyone else. You know how sickening it is to be worshipped and cradled and loved this much?! I’m so sick of it. But it’s okay…I’ve found someone else. Slight problem…He’s Tom’s best friend…but Thomas’ll get over that, wont he? Of course he will.
(Kate sits back on Thomas and the lights come back up to the level they were at before.)
I know…
Thomas
So…What now? Do we go for lunch? Do we sit here all day? Do we spend the rest of the day getting drunk and then wake up tomorrow and do it all again?

Kate
I have to go.

Thomas
(Like an excited puppy being offered a walk) Oh…where? Can I come?

Kate
Aren’t you sick of the sight of me?

Thomas
(Concern creeping in to his voice) I’ll never be sick of the sight of you…

(He pulls her toward him but she shrugs his hands off and pulls away from him. She leaves.)

Thomas
Kate? Kate?

(Blackout)
(Red lights come up to reveal Thomas…back at the desk)

Thomas
That was it…as simple as that. It was over. No build up. No big row. Nothing. Not even “We can still be friends”.


(Kate enters but Thomas keeps staring at the floor.)

Kate
We need to talk.

Thomas
No…we don’t.

(Kate walks over to him and tries to turn his head towards her and he smacks her hand away. She withdraws her hand to her own chest…rubbing it as though it hurt)
Thomas
(Finally looking at her) What’s the matter? Didn’t you expect that? Did it hurt you? Did little princess not like that?
(Kate slaps him hard on the face and he recoils before slapping her back and she falls to the floor)

(Enter second choreographed physical theatre scene - In contrast to the first P.T. section, this should be like a fight.)

(Blackout)
(Red lights come up to reveal Thomas…back at the desk)
I sat there…for days…the days turned into a week…the week turned into weeks…the weeks turned into a month.
And then I saw her…and Him.
Kate…the girl who tore my heart out…and David…my friend.
Kate and David…the couple…Parading down the street holding hands for everyone to see. Doesn’t it make you sick?
I saw them…and then I remembered everything.
The looks.
The drawn out embraces.
The touching for too long.
I was so stupid!
I tried to deal with it…really I did…I even went out with them a couple of times…pretending not to hate David…maybe Kate would remember that she really loved me and not him.
But I couldn’t.
So they continued to parade around the streets.
Showing their filthy, ill-gotten affection for one another.
Him making jokes and playing the clown with all of his false charm and her giving him that beautiful smile…my smile! That smile is meant for me! Me!
The two people I loved the most….giving me so much pain…
I’ll give them pain.

(Blackout)

(Lights come back up…Thomas is lying on the floor in a coffin position…Kate is kneeling over Thomas, crying)

Kate
I did this. I killed you. You’re dead and it’s my fault …I may as well of pulled the fucking trigger….I’m so…so sorry.
(She puts her head on his chest and weeps…repeating the words “I’m sorry.”)
(The music grows louder.)
(Fade to blackout)
The End

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