It's All Over Down Under


This is Steph.

Stopping looking at her ass. Yes, I’m talking to you.

Granted, that’s all she is showing us. But, still… try blinking a little at least.

Perv.

As I was saying, this is Steph.

And right now she is thankful for her peephole.

Thankful because her ex-boyfriend, Julio, is on the other side of the door.

They’ve been broken up for weeks.

Their’s was a storybook romance. You know, if the story was started by Danielle Steel and completed by Stephen King.

Though it did begin like many others before.

He pursued, she withdrew. She pursued, he withdrew. He admitted a secret, she did a round of penicillin.

And so it went.

Initially they seemed like a great fit. She used his old underwear to wash her car. He wore her old underwear as a hat.

But, these things never last.

Soon she was working longer hours. And he was fucking cocktail waitresses two at a time.

She tried to work more from home, and he cut down to one dirty whore at a time, but the compromises weren’t enough.

Two weeks ago tonight, Steph broke up with him.

And now he was standing outsider her door.

Julio: Can you let me in?

Steph: CAN I? No.

Julio: Will you let me in?

Steph: No.

Julio: Ahhh. Then CAN you let me in?

Steph: Wait… What?

Julio: Nevermind.

Steph: We’re through. We gave it our best effort. It’s time to move on.

Julio: I’m sorry, Steph. I’ve changed.

Steph: It’s too late.

Julio: It doesn’t have to be.

Steph: You got drunk and slept with my sister, defecated in my favourite boots and stole $150 from my mother’s purse.

Julio: It was $145!

Steph: Good bye.

Julio: Wait. I’ve changed. I took you for granted. I know that now. I’ve seen the other side, Steph. I’ve seen life without you. I-I want no part of that. You are my best friend.

Steph: It’s… too late.

Julio: It can’t be. I can’t let it be. You are the one, Steph. I don’t know how I was ever so blind.

Steph begins to well up a little.

Julio: I’ll do whatever it takes to prove it to you. I’m here emotionally naked for you. I’ll really strip off my clothes to prove how committed I am.

Steph: Don’t do that, my neighbour has done time for a violent homosexual rape.

Julio: Emotional nakedness it is.

Steph laughs.

Julio: Try to remember the good times. Before I started acting like an ass. Well, before I started acting like a COMPLETE ass. I had your back, sweetie. I can again. I love you. I just want a chance to prove that I’ve changed. I want to spend the rest of my life proving that maybe — just maybe — I could remotely deserve someone like you.

Tears flow freely from Steph’s eyes now.

Julio: Open the door, Steph. Open the door to possibility. Open the door to our future. I love you so much.

Steph turns her back to the door. She wipes her eyes. Then she smiles.

Steph: Okay. But, no sex tonight. I just want you to hold me. I need that. No sex at all.

Steph turns, smiles wide and opens the door to…

Nobody.

Steph: Julio?

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  1. Jurgen Nation says:

    (Also, post to IB?)

  2. jazz says:

    dude, julio sounds just like my ex.

    just as stupid and pathetic.

    hilarious…

  3. Steph says:

    Why does that ALWAYS happen to me???

    *cries*

  4. Niki Nielsen says:

    Have you ever thought about writing screenplays? :)

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