Post by Craven on Apr 27, 2014 18:31:06 GMT -6
Craven sits in a car, driving down the highway, a picture of Skylar Hansen sits on the seat next to him. He glances down at it and then looks up at the voice recorder that almost always rides with him as it sits clipped to the shade above him.
Craven: The love of my life... from before I spent every waking minute... trying to stay awake... I finally tracked her down two years ago... some notel motel in canada... paid the guy at the desk cash to tell me which room she was in... I couldn't believe it, it was really her... the guy said so from the picture I'd shown him. I was twenty years old then. It had taken me five years, dropping out, finding a way to get the cops to leave me alone and getting a GED, picking up habits I'm less than proud of and God knows how much money... but there I was... outside the door of room 133... I came up to it and heard a sound... I knew I would hear it... but it didn't make me feel any better about hearing it... I opened the door and there she was... in all her naked glory with some random guy balls deep inside her and... and another woman also... it had all gone bad from there... she'd run off, screaming... it's been two years since then... and now I've finally tracked her down again... still working as a hooker most days but also moonlighting with this UWA... if I play my cards right... maybe I can catch on and finally get to ask her why...
- - - - - -
Fourteen year-old Sky Hansen walks into the classroom and sits next to her fourteen year-old boyfriend, Ricky. She's trying to hide the bruises under her hair without much success. She’s been laughed at by some other school kids already because none of them know the story behind the marks her body almost always seems to have on it, simply labeling her a stupid klutz. Ricky sees them and his eyes big out of his head.
Ricky: Jesus Christ…
She blushes.
Sky: It’s nothing…
Ricky can’t believe his ears.
Ricky: Nothing? He hit you…
She shrugs.
Sky: Not the first time...
She looks away, feeling ashamed. Ricky shakes his head in disbelief.
Ricky: Why?
She can’t bear to look at him.
Sky: I... I don't know... Last night was because I was late home, other times its because I snuck out... He hits mother too…
Gritting his teeth, Ricky sucks in a sharp angry breath.
Ricky: I’ll kill the fucker!
Sky looks up, surprised by his anger. She'd never seen him react like that before.
Sky: Killing’s a little extreme don't you think?
He shakes his head angrily.
Ricky: He shouldn’t be allowed to do this!
Sky stares at him in shock.
Sky: But killing Rick... Do you really want blood on your hands like that? There has to be another way... But either way, he's still my father, and he's the only one I got, Mother and I can't survive without the money he provides. Without him, we will have nothing, no money, no house...
Ricky shakes his head.
Ricky: Is he really just that drunk?
She shakes her head.
Sky: He wasn't drunk... He was stone cold sober... its just how he is Rick, he's always been strict, but its gotten worse as I've gotten older.
Ricky’s eyes go wide again.
Ricky: How in the hell is this right?
Skylar shakes her head
Sky: It’s not right Rick... None of this is, and I wish I could make it stop...
A tear trickles down her cheek
Sky: but I can't Rick... I can't...
Ricky holds her close.
Ricky: What can I do to help you?
She shakes her head in despair.
Sky: I don't know... Just help me make it through today. That’s a start. I've already had three kids mocking me on my way in here today.
He nods, still holding her close.
Ricky: I love you, Sky!
She manages a small smile.
Sky: I love you too, Rick.
They move back into their seats, neither looking particularly happy.
Ricky: Is there anyone you can call for help?
She shakes her head sadly.
Sky: Not that I know of. I don't know half my family. The only friends I have I can count on one hand... I really don't know who to call.
Ricky nods grimly.
Ricky: You could come stay at my place. My Mom would freak if she saw that and totally let you have the guest room.
She shakes her head.
Sky: But what about my Mother? She would never leave our home...
He tries to come up with a response but ends up just shaking his head defeatedly.
Ricky: I... I can't just... aw dammit...
Tears start to form in her eyes again.
Sky: I wish it didn't have to be like this... I wish...
She shakes her head again.
Ricky: Why does he have to be such a…
She squeezes his fist.
Sky: I don't know, Rick... I don't know...
A tear falls again, even when she's trying so hard to stop it. She was just glad they were here early and were the only ones in the classroom.
Ricky: How do the teachers here just not notice?
Finally, the tears start in earnest.
Sky: I don't know... None have asked me how I am, if I’m ok, no one has, except you and Mom.
Ricky takes her into his arms, despite all the looks, as she sobs on his shoulder.
- - - - -
He stares out onto the road, stroking the picture on the seat next to him.
Craven: What have I done? It's a question I ask... and get asked... a lot. It's not an unrealistic question. I was fifteen when she walked out of my life without a fucking word and so, it began for me. I've done a little bit of everything since then, moving from town to town, always seemingly a few days or a week behind her. Here and there, I'd find day labors, other labors, sell things, steal things, pawn things.. go through other people's things... whatever I had to to fill that gas tank one more time and follow her to the next town.. and the next town and the next... I drink too much... started a few other things I shouldn't have but hell, I do things I "shouldn't have" all the time, so what's a couple that make me feel better for a few minutes in this evil, selfish, godforsaken fuck you world? New York to New Jersey to Canada, I kept going, hoping the next one would be the one and all I ever ended up doing was drowning my sorrows in whatever I could find. So… what’s one more, right?
He pauses and starts singing softly.
Craven: My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
Craven: The love of my life... from before I spent every waking minute... trying to stay awake... I finally tracked her down two years ago... some notel motel in canada... paid the guy at the desk cash to tell me which room she was in... I couldn't believe it, it was really her... the guy said so from the picture I'd shown him. I was twenty years old then. It had taken me five years, dropping out, finding a way to get the cops to leave me alone and getting a GED, picking up habits I'm less than proud of and God knows how much money... but there I was... outside the door of room 133... I came up to it and heard a sound... I knew I would hear it... but it didn't make me feel any better about hearing it... I opened the door and there she was... in all her naked glory with some random guy balls deep inside her and... and another woman also... it had all gone bad from there... she'd run off, screaming... it's been two years since then... and now I've finally tracked her down again... still working as a hooker most days but also moonlighting with this UWA... if I play my cards right... maybe I can catch on and finally get to ask her why...
- - - - - -
Fourteen year-old Sky Hansen walks into the classroom and sits next to her fourteen year-old boyfriend, Ricky. She's trying to hide the bruises under her hair without much success. She’s been laughed at by some other school kids already because none of them know the story behind the marks her body almost always seems to have on it, simply labeling her a stupid klutz. Ricky sees them and his eyes big out of his head.
Ricky: Jesus Christ…
She blushes.
Sky: It’s nothing…
Ricky can’t believe his ears.
Ricky: Nothing? He hit you…
She shrugs.
Sky: Not the first time...
She looks away, feeling ashamed. Ricky shakes his head in disbelief.
Ricky: Why?
She can’t bear to look at him.
Sky: I... I don't know... Last night was because I was late home, other times its because I snuck out... He hits mother too…
Gritting his teeth, Ricky sucks in a sharp angry breath.
Ricky: I’ll kill the fucker!
Sky looks up, surprised by his anger. She'd never seen him react like that before.
Sky: Killing’s a little extreme don't you think?
He shakes his head angrily.
Ricky: He shouldn’t be allowed to do this!
Sky stares at him in shock.
Sky: But killing Rick... Do you really want blood on your hands like that? There has to be another way... But either way, he's still my father, and he's the only one I got, Mother and I can't survive without the money he provides. Without him, we will have nothing, no money, no house...
Ricky shakes his head.
Ricky: Is he really just that drunk?
She shakes her head.
Sky: He wasn't drunk... He was stone cold sober... its just how he is Rick, he's always been strict, but its gotten worse as I've gotten older.
Ricky’s eyes go wide again.
Ricky: How in the hell is this right?
Skylar shakes her head
Sky: It’s not right Rick... None of this is, and I wish I could make it stop...
A tear trickles down her cheek
Sky: but I can't Rick... I can't...
Ricky holds her close.
Ricky: What can I do to help you?
She shakes her head in despair.
Sky: I don't know... Just help me make it through today. That’s a start. I've already had three kids mocking me on my way in here today.
He nods, still holding her close.
Ricky: I love you, Sky!
She manages a small smile.
Sky: I love you too, Rick.
They move back into their seats, neither looking particularly happy.
Ricky: Is there anyone you can call for help?
She shakes her head sadly.
Sky: Not that I know of. I don't know half my family. The only friends I have I can count on one hand... I really don't know who to call.
Ricky nods grimly.
Ricky: You could come stay at my place. My Mom would freak if she saw that and totally let you have the guest room.
She shakes her head.
Sky: But what about my Mother? She would never leave our home...
He tries to come up with a response but ends up just shaking his head defeatedly.
Ricky: I... I can't just... aw dammit...
Tears start to form in her eyes again.
Sky: I wish it didn't have to be like this... I wish...
She shakes her head again.
Ricky: Why does he have to be such a…
She squeezes his fist.
Sky: I don't know, Rick... I don't know...
A tear falls again, even when she's trying so hard to stop it. She was just glad they were here early and were the only ones in the classroom.
Ricky: How do the teachers here just not notice?
Finally, the tears start in earnest.
Sky: I don't know... None have asked me how I am, if I’m ok, no one has, except you and Mom.
Ricky takes her into his arms, despite all the looks, as she sobs on his shoulder.
- - - - -
He stares out onto the road, stroking the picture on the seat next to him.
Craven: What have I done? It's a question I ask... and get asked... a lot. It's not an unrealistic question. I was fifteen when she walked out of my life without a fucking word and so, it began for me. I've done a little bit of everything since then, moving from town to town, always seemingly a few days or a week behind her. Here and there, I'd find day labors, other labors, sell things, steal things, pawn things.. go through other people's things... whatever I had to to fill that gas tank one more time and follow her to the next town.. and the next town and the next... I drink too much... started a few other things I shouldn't have but hell, I do things I "shouldn't have" all the time, so what's a couple that make me feel better for a few minutes in this evil, selfish, godforsaken fuck you world? New York to New Jersey to Canada, I kept going, hoping the next one would be the one and all I ever ended up doing was drowning my sorrows in whatever I could find. So… what’s one more, right?
He pauses and starts singing softly.
Craven: My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
