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by Calvin Wedgefield


  LILLY’S AND HARRY’S CURRENT HOME, OUT IN THE DRIVEWAY:

  As the rain pours…

  Harry parks his car in the driveway.

  A moment later… Harry exits the car. He is holding the bag he had packed earlier, and on his face is smeared make up. In his other hand he holds the high heeled shoes he had worn, and he still wears the black dress.

  He hurries across the driveway towards the house.

  Lilly’s car turns the corner and comes into the driveway.

  Suddenly the car comes to a halt and Harry freezes before the headlights.

  INSIDE LILLY’S CAR:

  Lilly sits still behind the steering wheel, staring forward at her fiancé, perplexed as to why in hell he’d be wearing heels and a dress.

  XIII

  “HARRY’S CONFESSION”

  LILLY’S AND HARRY’S BEDROOM:

  The bedroom is silent and dark.

  Harry storms through the door and races to his closet. He furiously takes off the black dress and the panty hose.

  HARRY

  (struggling with the panty hose)

  Fuck!

  Lilly enters slowly and stands still when she sees Harry in the closet. She watches in disbelief as he undresses down to a red thong.

  He sees her and freezes.

  They stare at each other.

  LILLY

  What… Harry what’s… uh… up?

  Harry starts sobbing uncontrollably. He falls to his knees and curls into a ball.

  LILLY

  (sighing)

  Oh wow…

  LATER IN THEIR BEDROOM:

  Lilly and Harry sit on the edge of their bed.

  Harry is dressed in a T-shirt and jeans by now, but there are still traces of smeared make up on his face.

  They sit quietly. Harry seems nervous.

  LILLY

  So… just so we’re clear…

  you’ve been cross-dressing…

  and having sex with another married man.

  Harry gulps, and then nods.

  Lilly looks forward.

  LILLY

  You’re gay.

  Harry shakes his head.

  LILLY

  Oh come on Harry!

  You’re gay!

  HARRY

  No, Lilly! I’m not!

  SILENCE.

  HARRY

  I think… I think… I think I’m…

  I’m… I think I’m… I think I’m a…

  I… I think…

  Lilly rolls her eyes.

  LILLY

  Harry just say it!

  HARRY

  I’m a woman trapped in a man’s body!!!

  SILENCE.

  Harry breathes deep.

  HARRY

  Oh my God! It feels so good

  to say it! I’m a woman.

  (stands up and faces Lilly)

  Lilly! I’m a woman!

  Lilly forces a smile and laughs a little.

  LILLY

  Hey! Me too!

  They stare awkwardly at each other.

  TWENTY MINUTES LATER ON THEIR PORCH OUTSIDE:

  There’s an ash tray on the porch table. It is already filled with cigarettes.

  Lilly and Harry sit around this table. Harry sits still with his hands in his lap. Lilly furiously lights up a cigarette.

  HARRY

  You’re uh… smoking a lot tonight.

  Lilly starts coughing as she exhales smoke.

  LILLY

  (while coughing)

  I know.

  She takes a drag, looking thoughtfully at the table.

  LILLY

  When did you know?

  That you were a woman?

  Harry looks out into the night.

  HARRY

  Honestly, I don’t think I did until tonight.

  I think I’ve finally accepted it.

  (pause)

  Up until now, I guess, I just…

  thought that that part of me, just

  wasn’t who I am.

  (pause)

  You know?

  And maybe I’m not even a woman?

  Maybe I’m just confused? Who knows… who

  really knows?

  LILLY

  But you like dressing as one.

  Harry nods.

  LILLY

  And this man you’re sleeping with.

  Do you love him?

  Harry stares into her eyes. He nods.

  LILLY

  Who else knows? About you

  liking to dress like a woman… who

  knows?

  Lilly exhales smoke and watches Harry speak.

  HARRY

  My mom knows.

  LILLY

  How the hell would she know?

  Harry looks her straight in the eye.

  HARRY

  Trust me she knows. She caught me

  doing it, dressing up like a woman.

  Lilly sits forward.

  LILLY

  Oh Harry… when?

  HARRY

  I was thirteen.

  (pause)

  I didn’t think anyone was home.

  I put on my sister’s heels and this

  gorgeous little red dress she had.

  (pause)

  I remember she wore it out when

  Bobby Daniels picked her up to

  take her to the movies.

  LILLY

  Bobby Daniels?

  HARRY

  He was a senior.

  Harry gazes into the night.

  HARRY

  God he was handsome!

  (looks down)

  Anyway, I put on the shoes

  and the dress and pretended that

  I was the one he was taking out.

  (pause)

  I was always so jealous of my sister.

  I wanted to be just like her.

  (pause)

  Shit I wanted to be her.

  Lilly taps some ashes from her cigarette and blows more smoke.

  LILLY

  So what happened?

  HARRY

  My mom walked in on me.

  (laughs softly)

  She just stared for a second and

  then quickly left the room.

  (pause)

  That night she told me she wouldn’t tell my dad.

  LILLY

  Would he have been mad?

  HARRY

  He would’ve beat the shit out of me.

  Lilly looks down.

  LILLY

  I’m sorry, Harry.

  HARRY

  It’s okay. She never told him.

  Plus, it’s not like his ghost will

  come back to get me.

  (pause)

  My mom told me she would love me

  no matter what, that I would always have

  a special place in her heart.

  LILLY

  What’d you say?

  HARRY

  Told her she didn’t know what

  she was talking about and to leave me alone.

  (pause)

  That was the last time we talked about it.

  SILENCE.

  Lilly sits back in her seat and they look into the distance. Somewhere out there is the beginning of a house they were going to build to live in together. And now Lilly couldn’t imagine the job being finished.

  HARRY

  I should’ve faced it a long time ago, though.

  Lilly puts out her cigarette in the ash tray.

  LILLY

  When did you start cheating on me?

  Harry takes a deep breath.

  HARRY

  Lilly, I’m so sorry.

  LILLY

  Just answer, Harry.

  HARRY

  It started a few months ago.

  LILLY

  I wish you could’ve been honest.

  He laughs nervously.

  HARRY

  How could I?

  (pause)

  How
can anyone with something like that?

  I’m sorry, Lilly. I really am, but you

  don’t understand what it’s like.

  She hangs her head.

  LILLY

  No, no I don’t.

  HARRY

  I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness.

  LILLY

  I forgive you, Harry.

  (pause)

  Trust me, I forgive you. Everyone makes…

  … makes mistakes.

  In her head, she sees herself back in Trey’s truck, Trey on top of her, wanting so badly for him to take her.

  Harry smiles and reaches across the table to take a hold of her hand.

  HARRY

  Thank you, Lilly.

  She lifts her head, looking back into Harry’s face. He seems happy, genuinely happy, no emotion forced, no hiding.

  She holds his hand.

  LATER IN THEIR BEDROOM:

  Harry is taking a shower in the bathroom.

  Lilly stands before the mirror she had stood in front of earlier. She’s analyzing her reflection, but she doesn’t feel the intense hatred for her body that she’d felt earlier.

  LILLY

  Huh… turns out the problem was him.

  She looks around. She sees her cellphone on the bed.

  She sits on the edge of the bed and looks at the screen, which shows a call from an unknown number.

  LILLY

  (whispers)

  Trey…

  She hits the number and selects to send it a text message.

  In the message she writes: “I need you to FUCK ME. Right now!!!”

  She bites her lip. Why not? Her relationship with Harry was certainly finished.

  She hits the send button, and then she stands and yells towards the shower.

  LILLY

  Hey, I’m going out!

  There is no response.

  She can hear Harry singing in the shower.

  LILLY

  Whatever…

  She quietly leaves the bedroom.

  XIV

  “DEATH BY MESSAGE”

  MEANWHILE AT ROSEANNA’S TRAILER:

  Roseanna stands in front of the mirror, naked, examining a hickey on her neck, given to her courtesy of Trey.

  Trey is in the shower behind her, washing himself.

  She puts her clothes back on.

  Roseanna steps out of the bathroom and into the living area.

  Marie is fast asleep on the couch, though by now she has changed positions. The pillows placed around her have kept her safe.

  Roseanna goes to the sink to finish the dishes, and she notices the picture of her and Trey on the counter.

  She smiles looking at the photo. It feels right to have him back.

  But next to the picture is Trey’s cell phone. It lights up and vibrates with a message from an unknown number…

  Roseanna looks towards the shower, and she can hear the water still running. She slowly picks up the cell phone and views the message.

  Suddenly her expression becomes furious and she looks back towards the shower, heaving with rage and heartbreak.

  Back in Roseanna’s shower…

  Trey rinses out the rest of the shampoo from his hair. He stands still under the water and takes a deep breath of content.

  TREY

  (softly)

  I’m home.

  The shower curtain flies back.

  Roseanna grabs Trey’s arm and yanks him out of the shower.

  TREY

  Roseanna!

  What the hell are you doing?

  She throws him to the floor and he crawls backwards away from her.

  ROSEANNA

  You son of a bitch!

  I actually fell for it!

  You asshole! Unbelievable asshole!

  TREY

  What are you talking about?

  She picks his clothes up off the floor and throws them at him.

  ROSEANNA

  Get out! Get out!

  Their fight spills into the living area.

  Marie awakens and begins crying.

  TREY

  What’s your problem?!

  Roseanna kicks him.

  ROSEANNA

  Get out of my home! Leave!

  Trey stands to his feet. Roseanna grabs his hair and drags him to the door. Trey screams.

  OUTSIDE ROSEANNA’S TRAILER:

  Roseanna throws Trey out.

  Still naked, he tumbles down the front steps and crashes into the dirt.

  TREY

  Damn it, Roseanna!

  Roseanna tosses his clothes onto him.

  Trey stands up, holding his clothes.

  TREY

  Roseanna! Talk to me!

  Marie cries from inside.

  TREY

  Roseanna! Please! Talk to me!

  Roseanna reemerges and throws his cell phone at him. It hits him in the face and he grunts.

  ROSEANNA

  Talk to your slut, Trey!

  She slams the door shut.

  Trey stares forward, dumbfounded. He fumbles as he puts his clothes on.

  He grabs his cell phone off the ground and sees the screen. It shows the message from Lilly: “I need you to FUCK ME. RIGHT NOW!!!”

  He groans in frustration.

  He walks up the front steps and knocks on the door.

  TREY

  Roseanna! This isn’t what you think!

  (pause)

  Roseanna!

  All he can hear inside is Marie crying.

  TREY

  Roseanna?

  Suddenly the door flies open.

  Roseanna comes out with a shotgun aimed right at Trey.

  TREY

  Holy shit!

  He raises his palms and backs away quickly down the steps.

  ROSEANNA

  I want you to leave.

  TREY

  Roseanna… please…

  She cocks the gun.

  ROSEANNA

  And don’t you ever come back.

  Trey nearly falls to his knees to beg her to stop, but there’s no fight left in him, and whatever hint of regret showed in Roseann’s eyes before – regret of their dead relationship – Trey couldn’t see it now. He knows… it’s over.

  TREY

  All right. I’ll be on my way.

  He backs away slowly to his truck. He gets in.

  The engine starts. The truck backs up, and then it pauses for a few moments, but then it moves forward and drives away.

  Roseanna tosses the shotgun onto the dirt in front of the steps. It blasts a shot out into the night.

  All that can be heard is Marie crying from inside.

  Then Roseanna falls to her knees and starts crying.

  INSIDE TREY’S TRUCK:

  Trey drives fast along the country highway away from Roseanna’s. Eventually he slows down, pulling the truck to side of the road and stopping.

  He sits still and looks forward.

  SILENCE.

  Then suddenly he screams with everything he has and beats the steering wheel and dashboard with clenched fists.

  A few moments later he calms down and sits silently.

  He picks up his cell phone and calls the number on the screen.

  RING… RING…

  LILLY

  (on the phone)

  Hello?

  TREY

  Hey Lilly, it’s Trey.

  LILLY

  Hey. Sorry about that message.

  I just… I don’t know… I-

  TREY

  It’s fine, trust me.

  (pause)

  So… you wanna fuck?

  BLACK SCREEN.

  XV

  “BETTY’S CONFESSION”

  RICHARD’S AND BETTY’S HOUSE, IN THE LIVING ROOM:

  Richard sits on the couch in front of the fallen ladder and the rest of the mess that had been left from earlier. He holds a half empty bottle of whiskey. His head sways and he can barely keep his eyes open.
r />   In his other hand he holds his cell phone. He presses the screen and puts the phone to his ear.

  RING… RING… RING…

 

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