Post by nds on Apr 12, 2010 6:31:09 GMT -5
[Joe Bananas and Jerri Li are getting dressed for a boat show. Jerri is stood by a full body mirror, in a white and blue floral dress, as she paints her lips red. Joe moves in close as he does up his pinstripe tie.]
Joe: You about ready?
[Jerri pops her lips in the glass.]
Jerri: Getting closer.
[Joe leans in and nibbles at Jerri’s ear, her jet black hair tickling his nose. He nestles it into her outer lobe and sighs.]
Joe: You make me feel like a spring chicken.
Jerri: You’re not that old!
Joe: Oh I am Jerri, right down to the false teeth.
[Jerri turns to gaze into his hazel eyes and smiles.]
Jerri: Come on Joe, you’re making me melt like butter.
[She looks down and notices a red smear on the inside of his collar.]
Jerri: What is that?!
Joe: What’s what?
[She rips his shirt wide open to reveal lipstick stains all over the place.]
Jerri: What the fuck is that?!
Joe: No, I can explain!
Jerri: You sick son of a bitch!
Joe: Jerri I’m sorry, we didn’t screw or anything! It just happened one time I swear!
[Jerri holds her face in her hands and storms off in tears.]
Jerri: Is this how you get your kicks, cheating on me?!
Joe: We were drunk!
Jerri: Well isn’t that a valiant excuse?!
[Jerri rams her fist into the mirror, shards of glass wedging themselves in under her skin.]
Joe: For fuck’s sake Jerri!
Jerri: Well apparently you like seeing me in pain!
[She rubs her fist across her lips until blood pours out. Joe grabs her by the shoulders and thrusts her up against the wall.]
Joe: What the hell are you doing to yourself?!
Jerri: Take your hands off me NOW you selfish bastard!
Joe: I’m in way over my head here.
Jerri: You could have just told me about her!
[Joe turns back around to find Jerri shredding her lips even further.]
Joe: For crying out loud woman, stop doing that shit to yourself!
[She looks up, her dress drenched to the bone.]
Joe: That’s it, I’m out of here!
Jerri: Wait Joe, wait!
[She falls to the floor and claws at his leg trying to hold him down.]
Joe: I’m done girl.
Jerri: Joe, I’m…
[He slams the door shut behind him.]
Jerri: Pregnant.
[Jerri slowly rises and shuffles her feet over to the mirror. She wrenches out a shard of glass and brings it up to her mouth. She reaches in past her lips and slices the connective tissue on both sides. She drops the glass and pulls her lips with her fingertips until they start to tear away from the bone. With a few sharp tugs her face comes completely off and she levels it down around her neck. She looks in the shattered mirror and smiles a crack jawed grin before falling to her knees. She sighs out her last breath. Her body goes limp and she flops to the side, dead. Blood rolls out of her mouth.]
Joe: Racist bitch.
Joe: You about ready?
[Jerri pops her lips in the glass.]
Jerri: Getting closer.
[Joe leans in and nibbles at Jerri’s ear, her jet black hair tickling his nose. He nestles it into her outer lobe and sighs.]
Joe: You make me feel like a spring chicken.
Jerri: You’re not that old!
Joe: Oh I am Jerri, right down to the false teeth.
[Jerri turns to gaze into his hazel eyes and smiles.]
Jerri: Come on Joe, you’re making me melt like butter.
[She looks down and notices a red smear on the inside of his collar.]
Jerri: What is that?!
Joe: What’s what?
[She rips his shirt wide open to reveal lipstick stains all over the place.]
Jerri: What the fuck is that?!
Joe: No, I can explain!
Jerri: You sick son of a bitch!
Joe: Jerri I’m sorry, we didn’t screw or anything! It just happened one time I swear!
[Jerri holds her face in her hands and storms off in tears.]
Jerri: Is this how you get your kicks, cheating on me?!
Joe: We were drunk!
Jerri: Well isn’t that a valiant excuse?!
[Jerri rams her fist into the mirror, shards of glass wedging themselves in under her skin.]
Joe: For fuck’s sake Jerri!
Jerri: Well apparently you like seeing me in pain!
[She rubs her fist across her lips until blood pours out. Joe grabs her by the shoulders and thrusts her up against the wall.]
Joe: What the hell are you doing to yourself?!
Jerri: Take your hands off me NOW you selfish bastard!
Joe: I’m in way over my head here.
Jerri: You could have just told me about her!
[Joe turns back around to find Jerri shredding her lips even further.]
Joe: For crying out loud woman, stop doing that shit to yourself!
[She looks up, her dress drenched to the bone.]
Joe: That’s it, I’m out of here!
Jerri: Wait Joe, wait!
[She falls to the floor and claws at his leg trying to hold him down.]
Joe: I’m done girl.
Jerri: Joe, I’m…
[He slams the door shut behind him.]
Jerri: Pregnant.
[Jerri slowly rises and shuffles her feet over to the mirror. She wrenches out a shard of glass and brings it up to her mouth. She reaches in past her lips and slices the connective tissue on both sides. She drops the glass and pulls her lips with her fingertips until they start to tear away from the bone. With a few sharp tugs her face comes completely off and she levels it down around her neck. She looks in the shattered mirror and smiles a crack jawed grin before falling to her knees. She sighs out her last breath. Her body goes limp and she flops to the side, dead. Blood rolls out of her mouth.]
Joe: Racist bitch.