The Candle – Part 2

CIL

(Stops, stares at BEA speechless a moment before backing slowly away) So that’s it? Everything we’ve seen, everything we’ve done, and I’m just a freaking candle to you?

BEA

(Calm) Even the sun in the universe is just a star.

(Silence)

CIS

Then who? (pause) Who did this too you?

BEA

Cis, you know who.

CIS

Yeah, I know you’re the fucking victim, but who the hell did this to you? Who broke you?

BEA

Broke me?

CIS

People don’t just fall, Bea. They have to be pushed and pushed hard. Who did this to you?

BEA

(A little nervous) I did, Cis. You know how I am — how I was —

CIS

Bullshit! (practically crying) That’s bullshit and you know it! You told me everything. I’ve heard you pour out your heart so many damn times I felt your pain too. Like instinct I knew when you were in trouble and ran to you every time. How many times have I talked you down? How many times have I gone home with your tears and your snot dripping over my shoulder? (Bea laughs a little) Look, see! Even with you gone I can still make you smile!

BEA

(Pause, gets serious) Not everything.

CIS

What?

BEA

I never told you everything.

(CIS is speechless)

I didn’t want to give you more than you could handle.

CIS

(laughs painfully) Oh, like you haven’t already?

BEA

You know what I mean.

CIS

Alright then. (stands back up her chair) Tell me. (sits down)

BEA

You sure you want to know —

CIS

My best friend overdosed on antidepressants last night and never woke up and I want to know why. Wouldn’t you?

BEA

(Smiles a bit as she takes the other seat) You were always great at making speeches.

CIS

(Laughs) Shut up.

(They laugh a little bit more)

So who did it? Who did this to you.

BEA

Now, you know I can’t tell you that.

CIS

(annoyed again) And why the hell not?

BEA

Come on, Cis, you know I’m not really here. How could I be? (pauses, as CIS is speechless) I’m dead! Six feet underground, you said it yourself, my body’s gonna rot for all time, a nice worm and termite motel. (CIS starts breaking her toughness again) And don’t even think about shooting me up with rock salt, because I’m not a ghost either.

CIS

(laughs as normal, like it’s another ordinary conversation) Remember when we hunted ghosts at the old hospital?

BEA

(smiles warmly) How could I forget? That cat was scared shitless.

CIS

And my mom still never knew how I banged up my shoulder.

BEA

Well I’m sure she knew it was something stupid.

CIS

Hey, that wall had it coming. And I got us out, didn’t I?

BEA

We’re just lucky that cop lost the blood trail.

(laughter and pause)

CIS

So how the hell can you help me then?

BEA

It’s all in your head, Cis. Look back. Remember. You can figure it out.

CIS

So it’s a fucking mystery and you’re here for what? Moral support?

BEA

You know how much I hate cheerleading. (They smile) No, you brought me here because this is what we fucking do: Solve mysteries together. Just like when we were kids. (pause) And besides — why should you get all the credit for solving our first murder.

(CIS looks up surprised at the use of that word)

Well, that’s what it is right? Murder? Someone broke me, remember. Now we’ve got to find the pieces.

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