Grief
.(In hospital)
Jeni: OMG…are you okay? What happened? What’s wrong?
Chan: (laying in hospital bed silently) I never should have been drinking. You should have told me to stop. You know I can’t take more than 3 shots!
Jeni: Wait…is this about your car? I’ll pay for the damage…it wasn’t that bad!
Chan: Was it?
Jeni: Uh…. sorry?
Chan: No, you don’t get it. You never get it! He’s dead. Never coming back and never going to see him again. It’s all my fault. Everything…I did it all.
Jeni: what? Who? OMG…what happened?
Chan: I was driving Dan home…and we were talking and then the road just got so blurry and then I was lying in the car and I couldn’t find Dan. And then I must have passed out because I woke up here.
Jeni: So…where’s Dan?
Chan: He wasn’t wearing his seatbelt.
Jeni: SO…. Where’s Dan?
Chan: Don’t you get it!!!
Jeni: uhmm…is he like down the hall? Is this a trick question??? Wait a minute…. I thought Dan was your boyfriend, not your car.
Chan: Well yeah! What do you think I’ve been talking about all this time???
Jeni: Your car? That you named Dan?
Chan: Ugh…No, I’ve been talking about Dan, my boyfriend. My dead boyfriend!
Jeni: Oh…well it’s not a big major deal…he was only your boyfriend for a few years.
Chan: Excuse me. MY boyfriend just died here.
Jeni: Oh…well at least you have that hot male nurse for a whole week! Can I stay the night? I found out that he’d be checking on you every few hours.
Chan: How am I gonna face his parents? What do I say?
Jeni: um…That you murdered their son? Well people get killed in accidents all the time. This one isn’t that different.
Chan: (sigh) What would you do?
Jeni: First of all, I never would have been driving him home, he’d be driving me home; it’s too hard to drive in heels.
Chan: I knew you wouldn’t be able to help.
Jeni: Wait…
give me a chance. Umm…
Chan: What could you ever tell me that would be helpful?
Jeni: Ouch. That totally hit a nerve.
Chan: Whatever
Jeni: stop being so grouchy…I know you lost your boyfriend and all, but don’t take it out on me.
Chan: Friends are supposed to help friends. You’re doing the total opposite.
Jeni: I know. Is it helping?
Chan: Wait, what do you mean helping. What are you talking about. You know what. If you’re going to be like this just leave.
Jeni: No wait. I’m sorry I’ll stop. I’ve been trying to lighten the situation
Chan: How? By making it seem worse?
Jeni: Well…it seemed like a good idea at the time. I’m sorry.
Chan: You ARE an airhead.
Jeni: Only when I want to be. I’m not like this all the time.
Chan: Well, now asking the smart normal Jeni, what do I do?
Jeni: tell them the truth. Nothing hurts more than lies and nothing is as relieving as the truth. Be there for the parents and let them know o much you cared. I mean like, ya’ll was gonna get married. That counts for something doesn’t it?
Chan: I don’t know. The first time in meeting them I’ll have to tell them I killed their son.
Jeni: You’ll do fine. They’ll understand. Don’t sweat it. (leaves for a moment) Here, Strawberry Ice-Cream, your favorite.
Chan: Thanks. (hmm) How weird. I never thought my worst friend would get me through my worst of times.
Jeni: Worst friend, thanks.
Chan: Well, not anymore. Hey pass me a spoon!
(lights dim)
| Posted by sweet_tart26 on December 10, 2003 with category tags of Skit |
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