June 16

Dead Can Dance – Cannibilize

Boys:
<meanwhile, Brennan and the others come in through their various exits and head for the table while the band heads for the stage, Ethan passing Sang and kissing her on the way>
Girls:
<Bree heads back stage as soon as she comes in>
Girls:
<Saige stops and kisses Loch>
Boys:
<Loch mauls her face nearly dragging her with him as he goes>
Girls:
<Saige grabs a handful of his hair, to hold him, while she kisses him>
Boys:
<Loch growls, breaking the kiss, smiles> I love you and you’re getting fucked incredibly hard later for that. <smacks her ass and heads off>
Girls:
<Saige watches him go, smiling, sighs contentedly>


Boys:
<Brennan and Samuel take their seats>
Girls:
<Aubrey smiles at Brennan when he sits down, leans over and kisses him, Hayden looks over at Brennan>
Boys:
<Brennan breaks the kiss more quickly than usual, looks at Aubrey> Hey.
Girls:
<Aubrey frowns> Hey. Everything okay?
Boys:
<Brennan nods> Yeah. Everything’s fine.
Girls:
<Aubrey looks at him for a long moment, quietly> So why’d you have to take Taryn home when Bree who was having the same problem lives right next door?
Boys:
<Brennan shakes his head> I didn’t. I had to talk to Samuel and Bree.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods> Oh.. David said you took Taryn home.
Boys:
<Brennan looks at her> Yeah, well.. there was some confusion outside because everyone was rushing around to get back before the band went back on stage so I guess some shit got fucked up in the translation. *Samuel* took Bree and Taryn home and I went with them so I could talk to them.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods> Okay.. <looks at him> What’s going on?
Girls:
<Hayden watches Brennan and Aubrey>
Boys:
<Brennan shakes his head> Not much. I just had to tell them I’m not taking the job because I got a better offer.
Girls:
<Aubrey blinks> You did? <smiles> What is it?
Boys:
<Brennan looks at her> Hayden wants me to take over for her dad. And that means I’ll be working days and shit, but.. I’m doing it.
Girls:
<Aubrey’s smile falters, she catches it and smiles brighter> It sounds like it’s something you really want to do. I’m…happy for you.
Boys:
<Brennan nods> Thanks. It is.
Girls:
<Aubrey shakes her head, looks over at Hayden, who looks elsewhere but not before Aubrey catches her, then back to Brennan, nods> Good.
Boys:
<Brennan nods> I’ll help Samuel and Bree out on the weekends til they can get someone permanent in there.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods again, her smile fading> I’m sure they’ll appreciate that.
Boys:
<Brennan looks at her> I’ve gotta give them at least that much, yanno? Considering the short notice. I don’t want to leave them hanging completely.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods> Right. Can’t leave them in a lurch.
Boys:
<Brennan nods, lights a cigarette>
Girls:
<Hayden looks at Brennan>
Girls:
<Aubrey quietly> Were you going to tell me?
Boys:
<Brennan glances at Hayden, looks at Aubrey> Of course. Hayden and I just talked about it right before the break.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods, arches her brow> I see.
Boys:
<Brennan looks at her> What? What is that look for?
Girls:
<Aubrey shakes her head> Nothing.. you’ve just been spending a lot of time with her.
Boys:
<Brennan nods> Well, yeah. Her dad just died.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods> Yeah.. I know. And you’re helping her through it.
Boys:
<Brennan takes a drag> So what’s the problem?
Girls:
<Aubrey shakes her head> There isn’t one unless the rumor mill is right.
Boys:
<Brennan shakes his head> And what’s the rumor mill saying *this* time?
Girls:
<Aubrey looks at him, softly> Only that she’s grieving on her back.
Boys:
<Brennan shakes his head> Really? <looks at her> Okay. Who’s she thrown herself on her back for? Give me the list. Because if that’s what she’s doing, she wouldn’t be thinking about her dad’s business and what she wants to do with it. She wouldn’t have *time*, Aubrey. She’s only been in town little over 24 hours and she spent most of yesterday *burying* him. She spent most of last night either here with us or hanging out with Van and Lia. And when Loch and I ran into her, she was at the diner to have dinner. *Alone*. After spending the entire day burying her father. So, you tell *me* when the fuck she’s had time to be on her back for anyone.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods, and looks at him> It doesn’t take but fifteen minutes for a quickie Bren. <smirks> Hell for all I know that’s what she could have been doing *outside*.
Boys:
<Brennan looks at her, quietly> Well, you are kind of an expert in that department, aren’t you?
Girls:
<Hayden looks at Aubrey, smiles> I like to take a little more time with that, Aubrey.
Girls:
<Aubrey looks at Brennan, blinks> Wow.. Thanks for *that*.
Boys:
<Brennan shrugs> All I’m saying is before you go around accusing people of slutting around, maybe you should take stock first.
Girls:
<Aubrey looks at Brennan> Go fuck yourself. You knew about that before we got together and you came *back* knowing it. You had a problem with that you had more than enough time to tell me about it. So you don’t get to bring that up *now*. And while we’re at it maybe because I’ve been there.. I recognize the signs.
Boys:
<Brennan shakes his head> I could give a fuck and I didn’t say I did. <looks at her> I *said* do’t be a fucking hypocrite. *You* don’t get to call someone else a slut just because you’ve been good for a month or two.
Boys:
<the boys look over as Brennan and Aubrey’s.. discussion… gets just loud enough for them to be heard>

Girls:
<Aubrey shakes her head, quietly> At least I made it that long.
Boys:
<Brennan nods> And you can make that into a plaque and put it on your wall.
Girls:
<Aubrey narrows her eyes at him, seething fury burning in her eyes> Right.
Boys:
<Brennan holds her look unflinchingly> You got anything else you want to throw out there?
Girls:
<Aubrey’s jaw clenches> You don’t want to hear it. <quietly, growls> You *ever* call me a slut again…<shakes her head> I thought you were the one person that wouldn’t. <looks at Hayden, then back at Brennan> It’s good to know you feel that way though.
Boys:
<Brennan, quietly> You have *no* idea how I *feel*.
Girls:
<Aubrey nods> You’re right I don’t. Not anymore. I used to know, because we used to talk.
Boys:
<Brennan nods> Yeah. And you used to have a backbone. You didn’t just used to sit around with your fake plastered on smile when you really wanted to tell the world how fucked up they are.
Girls:
<Aubrey looks at him> I still have my backbone. You wanna see it? Fine.. What the fuck happened to you? You wanted to buy a house? You wanted to *do* things and now…now.. all you do is sit around stewing. You want something to happen get off your ass and make it fucking happen. Stop sitting around waiting.. life’s going to roll right by you doing that. <Growls> When did you become afraid of *life*?
Boys:
<Brennan nods> You know, I’ve been asking myself that same fucking question for two days now. And I don’t have an answer. If my sitting on my ass was such a problem for you, why’s this the frist I’ve heard about it? I haven’t been sitting on my ass *alone*, Aubrey. I’ve been sitting on my ass in that shithole apartment with *you*. And this is the first complaint I’ve heard about it. So, what the fuck?
Boys:
<Brennan smiles> But you’re right. I *do* need to do something instead of sitting around and waiting. And I am.
Girls:
<Aubrey looks at him> My shithole apartment? Really? If you hate it that badly…why are you still there? <shakes her head> I figured you were still trying to figure out what to do.. that’s why I hadn’t said anything. And I’m not sitting on my ass. I’m *working*.
Boys:
<Brennan nods> Yeah. You’re working. At a job that’s gonna get you by for how long? And actually, I do hate it. You wanna know what we’ve been doing? I’ll tell you. We’ve been skipping school and getting high while our parents are out for the past two months. It’s the same exact shit we all did in high school. Except we’re the only ones doing it now and that’s all our relationship’s been. You want me to grow up and *do* something? This is me growing up. I’ll leave the key on your coffee table after I clean out my shit tonight.
Girls:
<Aubrey blinks, clenches her jaw> You *do* that Brennan. In fact I’ll pack your shit for you. <stands> It’ll be waiting in the living room for you when you get there. Have a fucking nice life, Bren. <turns and walks out>

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Posted June 16, 2012 by The Universe in category "Fiction", "Solitude