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A Titleless Story - Prologue
A Titleless Story - Prologue

by lucyy in Romantic Fiction
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This thread was created on November 14, 2005
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Blooming Bruises
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 3:43 pm    Post subject: Blooming Bruises Reply with quote

*Leah is a young, healthy girl with thick limbs and strong muscles. Her hair is a deep brown, her eyes dark like pools of oil. She is not overweight nor thin; she is generally healthy looking.*

Man- Thanks again, Leah baby. I love your hours. Maybe one day I'll bring my wife, hahahaha!
Leah- (murmuring in a low voice) Of course. Anytime you need me, I'd love the business.
Man-(He groans, pulling his shoes on and standing) Ah! I'd figured youd'a had plenty of clients. Clients! Hahahaha!
Leah-(quietly) There's never enough clients.
Man- Well I better get my ass back to the missus before she notices how long I've been gone. You have a good'un, Leah.
*The man leaves, placing a thick wad of bills on the dresser of the room as he walks out the door. Leah puts on a bathrobe and gathers the money up. She starts to count idly.*
(A voice comes from the other side of the room.)- How much is it tonight, Leah baby?
Leah-(frowning) Five hundred and seventy.
D-He your only customer tonight?
Leah-No.
D- Who else?
Leah-A new guy. I never met him. Mr. Walker's friend.
D- I wonder how old he is.
Leah-Me too. It'd be nice to get a younger guy every once in a while.
D- I think he's coming.
Leah- Yea, be quiet, would you?
*Leah opens the door to find an attractive young man in his mid-twenties. He is wearing a polo shirt and khaki pants. He smiles at her and lets himself in.*
Robert- You're Leah, right?
*He offers his hand, which Leah looks at but does not take. He shrugs.*
Leah-(slowly) Yeah. You're Mr. walker's friend?
Robert- The name's Robert. I've never done this before... Is there anything I need to know?
Leah- You look like you know what to do.
Robert- Oh, oh THAT! Yeah, I know how to do that! (laughs)
Leah- What exactly are you confused about then?
Robert- Well... how do I pay? How much will this cost?
Leah- It depends on what you want from me. Special requests will cost more.
Robert- I see. I guess I should pay you afterwards.
Leah- Yes, that would be fine.
*D is seated inside the closet, watching Leah work. Hours crawl by slowly before she and her newest client finish up. There is blood on the bedsheets and bruises forming all over Leah's body. Robert had made several odd requests, all of which Leah agreed to, each seeming to draw her deeper into a strange, trance-like state.*
Leah-(desperate look) You enjoyed yourself?
Robert-(grinning) Yeah. I did. Did you?
Leah-More than usual, yes. I hope you come back again.
Robert- I might. How much will that be?
Leah-(glances down at her arms and up to him) Eight hundred. Tip if you want.
Robert-(smiles) Of course I'll tip. You are so beautiful.
Leah-(quiet) Thanks.
*He counts out the money in hundreds and gives an extra hundred and fifty as a tip. Leah whispers something at the closet.. Robert hugs her and bites her lower lip as he kisses her, drawing blood. She winces but says nothing. Robert starts to leave, but she grabs his arm and begins kissing him. He grins and pushes her away.*
Robert-(grinning) I really have to go. Don't worry though. You're my only girl... Promise.
Leah-(looking at her feet) Yeah. Come back, though. Really.
*Robert leaves and gives Leah the money. D emerges from the closet with a scowl.*
D- How could you let him do that to you?
Leah- (folds her arms against her chest) Do what? (she turns her back to D)
D- (walks in front of her) Look at your arms, Leah.
*Leah shuts her eyes and pushes D away.
D- Why didn't you stop him?
Leah- I liked it.
D- No you didn't. I saw it all. You were on the verge of tears.
Leah- No. I liked it. I liked it! Why can't you let me enjoy this one thing?
D- (quietly) He's using you and hurting you. Don't let him come back.
Leah- I want him to come back!
D- No, please Leah. Please don't let him do this. Look in the mirror.
Leah- (standing in front of the mirror with eyes closed) No.
D- Look! Look at what he does!
*Leah looks up and starts to cry. Bruises cover her arms. Her lips are bloody. There are dark fingermarks circling her throat.*
D- He is raping you.
Leah- No he isn't!
*Leah throws a metal fold up chair at the mirror. It shatters, cutting her hands and feet. She crawls into the bathroom and cries herself to sleep. D guards the door and cleans up while she rests.
Robert comes back the next day. Leah accepts no other clients. She accepts Robert happily, smiling for the first time in years. His treatment of her continues to decline. Leah continues to submit to his abusive treatment. D is unable to convince Leah to stop this reckless relationship.*
Leah- (smiling) Goodnight Robert. Maybe you should stay with me tonight.
Robert- I can't babe. I have plans elsewhere. Maybe tomorrow?
Leah- Yeah... maybe.
Robert- Hey, baby... Don't be so sad. You're my only girl, remember?
Leah- Yeah, I know.
Robert- Listen, I'm really broke lately, think I can pay you next time?
Leah- Oh... yeah, of course.
D- (To Leah) Tell him now!
Robert- What was that?
Leah- (Worried) Nothing, nothing. Give me a kiss before you leave, baby.
Robert- Really can't today, doll. Much too busy for kisses. You understand.
Leah- Oh... Okay! Come back and see me soon.
Robert- Remember, I love you cause you're my only girl.
*Robert closes the door. Leah turns to D.*
Leah- (smiling) My God, did you hear that?
D- I did.
Leah- He said he loves me!
D- I heard.
Leah- He loves me. He said it. It's true. He loves me.
D- He won't even kiss you.
Leah- That doesn't matter right now, because he loves me.
D- He doesn't. He is using you, Leah.
Leah- You're just jealous! You want to STEAL my only happiness. Why are you trying to hurt me?
D- I'm trying to *protect* you!
Leah- Liar! Liar!
D- (Walking towards Leah) No, I love you. I want you to be happy. Robert only brings you pain.
Leah-(singing) You're lying, you're lying!
*D slaps Leah across the face.*
D- Leah, WAKE UP.
*Silence fills the room. They look at each other for a long time.*
D- Please, Leah. You know what's happening.
*Leah looks down at her bruised forearms as though it was her first time seeing them. She remains silent.*
D- I've always been here to help you. Just open your eyes... for me.
Leah- I need some time to myself, to think.
D- Allright. I'll clean up around here.
*Leah crawls into a ball on her bed while D bustles about the room, fixing and tidying things. D finishes and settles down next to Leah's bedside.*
D-(Whispering, petting Leah) I'm here for you.
*Leah lays in this way for many hours. She falls asleep. In the morning, she showers and does her hair up. She puts makup over her bruises and dons a pretty, flowered sundress. D looks pleased and waits on her hand and foot. She leaves her apartment for the first time in a week, and treats herself to a nice breakfast from a restaurant. When she returns, Robert is waiting for her.*
Robert- You look nice.
Leah- I feel nice.
Robert- Where were you?
Leah- Does it matter?
*Robert looks stunned momentarily.*
Robert- (sternly) Where were you?
Leah- (quietly) I was out.
*Robert strikes her face.*
Robert- Tell me. I own you, slut!
Leah- Nobody owns me.
Robert- I own you.
Leah- No!
*Leah stands up and raises her eyes to his.*
Leah- I deserve better than you.
Robert- You don't deserve me. I knew I was treating you too good.
*Robert stands and moves towards her angrily.*
D- Stop right there, you bastard. Don't lay one god damned finger on her!
Robert- On you, Leah? I'll lay more than a finger on you.
D- I said stop!
Robert- (to Leah) It's too late for you, slut.
Leah- I can do this, D.
D- I'm here for you.
Robert- Who the hell are you talking to?
Leah- What?
*Robert doesn't hesitate any longer. He begins to beat her with his fists until she lays on the floor, unable to move. He kicks her in the chest three times, feeling her ribs crack. Before he leaves, he cuts the cord on her phone. Leah can barely breathe. She passes out. D is breathing in shallow gasps. D manages to drag Leah to a neighbor, asking them to call an ambulence. Leah wakes up in a hospital bed. She is hooked up to life support since her lungs have been punctured by her shattered ribs. A great pain radiates through Leah's body.
D- You allright, Leah?
Leah- You betrayed me.
D- What? How?
Leah- Look at what he did to me. I'm on f*cking life support!
D- But you stood up for yourself.
Leah- A lot of good that did me. I can't even function on my own anymore!
D- Leah, you wretched girl! Don't you see what really matters here?
Leah- You've ruined my life. Everything I wroked for, you took it away.
*Leah reaches for the power cord for her life support.*
Leah- I'll finish this shithole life myself. You can't take anything else away from me, now.
D- Leah, please! You can start over. Suicide won't end anything.
Leah- Shut up, Dignity!
*Leah finally reaches the plug, releasing herself from the bonds of life and reality.*
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 6:43 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

It is very hard to read, I think you should break it up so then I can find it easier to read.
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 7:36 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Yeah... I kept re-reading lines and mixing up lines and people....

.... FIX IT!!!

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