The Necklace (G) - 1st Line Challenge
Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 3:53 pm
I'm using one of my own lines from the 1st Line Game. Thanks again Lorig, for being my idea bouncer!
The Necklace
Beth didn't know whether to be angry or relieved to find Marissa's necklace on Josh's nightstand. She sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the necklace in her hand. She began carrying on an inner dialogue in her head, with Beth the Buzzwire reporter interviewing, well, Beth.
You’re angry.
You bet I’m angry! I’ve just discovered my boyfriend is sleeping with my best friend!
Are you really so surprised?
Of course I’m surprised! I didn’t see this coming at all.
And why is that?
I’ve been, um, distracted lately.
You’ve been distracted by Mick St. John.
Well, maybe a little.
A little? Even Josh noticed the way you two looked at each other. He couldn’t help but notice it.
That was nothing.
You fed him your blood.
He was dying.
You kissed him.
That’s not the same thing!
Why isn’t it?
Kissing someone is not the same as having an affair behind my back. I would never do that.
You’ve been having an emotional affair, though, haven’t you? Haven’t you?
Mick is exciting! He’s dashing! He makes me feel alive! Josh is just… comfortable.
Are you sure you’re not just attracted to the thrill? The danger? The adrenalin rush?
No! Well, yes. I mean, yes that’s part of it, but it’s not just all that. There’s something else there that’s not there with Josh. Mick and I have a connection. I can feel it.
Do you think he feels it, too?
Yes.
Then you ARE relieved that Josh has someone else. The anger is at yourself, not Josh.
I don’t know…maybe… yes.
The front door opened and Beth heard the sound of laughter drifting in.
“I know just where I left it. It’s right in – Beth!”
“Hello Marissa.” Beth dangled the necklace in the air. “Was this what you were looking for?”
Marissa’s face was flaming red as she stared open-mouthed at Beth. Josh suddenly appeared at Marissa’s side in the doorway.
“What’s the matter – Beth! I – I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Obviously.”
The three of them kept glancing at each other until the awkward silence was more than Beth could stand. She stood up and walked towards them. “I believe this is yours,” she said flatly, dropping the necklace into Marissa’s hand. She turned to Josh and said coolly, “We need to talk.” Without waiting for a reply she squeezed past them through the doorway and went into the living room to sit down.
Josh and Marissa stared at each other. “I - I think I should leave now,” Marissa said, finally finding her voice.
Josh tried to give her a confident smile. “I’ll call you later,” he whispered. Marissa nodded and turned to go. In the living room she paused in front of Beth.
“I’m sorry, Beth. I…”
Beth held up her hand to stop her before she could finish. “Please, just go.” With a last glance at Josh, Marissa turned and walked out the door.
Josh walked slowly into the living room and sat down on the edge of the chair, opposite Beth. Elbows on his knees, he clasped his hands together and hung his head.
“I’m sorry,” he finally said.
“Sorry for cheating on me, or just sorry you got caught?” The look on his face told Beth all she needed to know.
“Beth, it’s… I mean, I…” Again Beth held up her hand.
“Save it Josh. I don’t want to hear it.” She sighed, looking around the apartment at anything other than Josh as she gathered her thoughts. “Look, we’ve been drifting apart, and I think we both know that. It was just a matter of time. It would have happened eventually, even without, um, outside influences.”
“You mean Mick.”
Beth flushed and nodded. “And Marissa. She’s had goo-goo eyes for you for some time.”
“Goo-goo eyes?” Josh laughed, and some of the heaviness in the air disappeared. Beth smiled, then turned serious again.
“But while I’ve been on the fence, you apparently made your decision. You should have just told me you wanted out. I always thought of you as the kind who took the high road, but now…”
“Beth, you don’t understand…”
“I understand enough. We loved each other once. Let’s just remember those times, and not this. Not today.”
Josh gave her a small grin. “You always did love ‘Casablanca’.”
Beth gave a weak smile and wiped a stray tear. “We watched it enough.” She stood up. “It’s time we moved on with our lives, with other people. I’ll pack up your things and let you know when you can pick them up.”
Josh walked her to the door. “I’ll do the same.” He kissed her cheek. “You be careful with St. John. I’m not sure I trust him.”
Beth smiled. “But I do. Good-bye Josh,” and she stepped out the door.
Before Beth reached her car, her phone rang. Mick’s ringtone. How did he know to call when I needed him to? She sniffed and cleared her throat before answering. “Hey.”
“Hey – are you okay? I just got this funny feeling that something wasn’t right and I should call.”
We really do have a connection.
The End
The Necklace
Beth didn't know whether to be angry or relieved to find Marissa's necklace on Josh's nightstand. She sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the necklace in her hand. She began carrying on an inner dialogue in her head, with Beth the Buzzwire reporter interviewing, well, Beth.
You’re angry.
You bet I’m angry! I’ve just discovered my boyfriend is sleeping with my best friend!
Are you really so surprised?
Of course I’m surprised! I didn’t see this coming at all.
And why is that?
I’ve been, um, distracted lately.
You’ve been distracted by Mick St. John.
Well, maybe a little.
A little? Even Josh noticed the way you two looked at each other. He couldn’t help but notice it.
That was nothing.
You fed him your blood.
He was dying.
You kissed him.
That’s not the same thing!
Why isn’t it?
Kissing someone is not the same as having an affair behind my back. I would never do that.
You’ve been having an emotional affair, though, haven’t you? Haven’t you?
Mick is exciting! He’s dashing! He makes me feel alive! Josh is just… comfortable.
Are you sure you’re not just attracted to the thrill? The danger? The adrenalin rush?
No! Well, yes. I mean, yes that’s part of it, but it’s not just all that. There’s something else there that’s not there with Josh. Mick and I have a connection. I can feel it.
Do you think he feels it, too?
Yes.
Then you ARE relieved that Josh has someone else. The anger is at yourself, not Josh.
I don’t know…maybe… yes.
The front door opened and Beth heard the sound of laughter drifting in.
“I know just where I left it. It’s right in – Beth!”
“Hello Marissa.” Beth dangled the necklace in the air. “Was this what you were looking for?”
Marissa’s face was flaming red as she stared open-mouthed at Beth. Josh suddenly appeared at Marissa’s side in the doorway.
“What’s the matter – Beth! I – I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Obviously.”
The three of them kept glancing at each other until the awkward silence was more than Beth could stand. She stood up and walked towards them. “I believe this is yours,” she said flatly, dropping the necklace into Marissa’s hand. She turned to Josh and said coolly, “We need to talk.” Without waiting for a reply she squeezed past them through the doorway and went into the living room to sit down.
Josh and Marissa stared at each other. “I - I think I should leave now,” Marissa said, finally finding her voice.
Josh tried to give her a confident smile. “I’ll call you later,” he whispered. Marissa nodded and turned to go. In the living room she paused in front of Beth.
“I’m sorry, Beth. I…”
Beth held up her hand to stop her before she could finish. “Please, just go.” With a last glance at Josh, Marissa turned and walked out the door.
Josh walked slowly into the living room and sat down on the edge of the chair, opposite Beth. Elbows on his knees, he clasped his hands together and hung his head.
“I’m sorry,” he finally said.
“Sorry for cheating on me, or just sorry you got caught?” The look on his face told Beth all she needed to know.
“Beth, it’s… I mean, I…” Again Beth held up her hand.
“Save it Josh. I don’t want to hear it.” She sighed, looking around the apartment at anything other than Josh as she gathered her thoughts. “Look, we’ve been drifting apart, and I think we both know that. It was just a matter of time. It would have happened eventually, even without, um, outside influences.”
“You mean Mick.”
Beth flushed and nodded. “And Marissa. She’s had goo-goo eyes for you for some time.”
“Goo-goo eyes?” Josh laughed, and some of the heaviness in the air disappeared. Beth smiled, then turned serious again.
“But while I’ve been on the fence, you apparently made your decision. You should have just told me you wanted out. I always thought of you as the kind who took the high road, but now…”
“Beth, you don’t understand…”
“I understand enough. We loved each other once. Let’s just remember those times, and not this. Not today.”
Josh gave her a small grin. “You always did love ‘Casablanca’.”
Beth gave a weak smile and wiped a stray tear. “We watched it enough.” She stood up. “It’s time we moved on with our lives, with other people. I’ll pack up your things and let you know when you can pick them up.”
Josh walked her to the door. “I’ll do the same.” He kissed her cheek. “You be careful with St. John. I’m not sure I trust him.”
Beth smiled. “But I do. Good-bye Josh,” and she stepped out the door.
Before Beth reached her car, her phone rang. Mick’s ringtone. How did he know to call when I needed him to? She sniffed and cleared her throat before answering. “Hey.”
“Hey – are you okay? I just got this funny feeling that something wasn’t right and I should call.”
We really do have a connection.
The End