This monologue was inspired by a scene in the book Impossible, by Nancy Werlin. What do you think?
I see myself in the car with Zack and yet flashes overcome my vision. (Pause) Flashes of what happened only minutes ago.
Zack asks me to tell him what happened, (pause) but I don’t really understand it myself. Maybe talking about it could make my hands stop shaking.
(Smiling Pause) Gray had picked me up in his blue mini cooper. He in a tux, and I in an elegant pink dress. He parks far away from the hotel entrance, in the dark secluded corner of the parking lot, but I overlook that, for it was Gray. And I was happy.
During the dance, friends pass around flasks with god knows what in them, but we do not drink, for I was with Gray, the straight edge, and I was happy.
We leave the hotel and his arm is wrapped around my waist. He was so close and he was so sweet that this small gesture made my heart flitter. And I was happy.
As we reached his car, his grip began to tighten. (Talk faster) I look up at him, his expression seemed lost, his face completely glazed over.
I say his name, wondering what was wrong, but he only whipped open the door. He threw me into the seat and I yelped in pain as something bears into my back. My brow creased as he crawled in on top of me and closed the door behind him. (Looooong Pause)
“I’ve wanted to be alone with you so much. I’ve been dying here. Couldn’t you tell?” He asked me. “Come here?” His face was intense. (Pause) Too intense. After all, it was only a kiss, wasn’t it? “Put your arms around me.”
It was then, I realized, that I didn’t actually want to do that. (Pause) There was an alarmed feeling knotting itself inside me. (Pause) But I did it anyway.
Then, he was kissing me. (Pause) Those soft lips. (Pause) Gentle. (Pause) Gentle. (Pause)
(Angry) Then not so gentle.
I said no. I screamed it against his hand that was covering my mouth. I was no athlete, I had no strength. So, shockingly, I couldn’t fight him off of me.
The car was so small, so dark, I couldn’t get away. (Pause)
I screamed for help, (Pause) help that never came. And even though I was helpless, I fought anyway. (Pause) I fought the darkness that was overcoming my vision. I fought the pain at my back and the pain throughout every inch of body. (Long Pause)
But, I could not win.
He moaned, he groaned and he laughed. Oh boy did he laugh.
When Gray was done, there was the most terrible moment of all. (Pause) Gray looked straight into my eyes, and I looked up, completely stunned and terror-stricken, into his.
It was the band geek, alright. His hair. His nose. His mouth. I knew it was him, but looking into his eyes…It wasn’t Gray at all. (Pause/Very Angry) It was someone else using his body.
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