Post by tylercross on Aug 20, 2006 0:10:25 GMT -5
Story of A Girl
Tyler's Tale
August 20th, 2006
Tuesday Afternoon
Tyler's Tale
August 20th, 2006
Tuesday Afternoon
{Fade In}
{We find ourselves in the basement of the Coleman Family house. But the only person sitting there, is Tyler Cross. Dressed in a white t-shirt that reads 'Polar Bears Rock' and pair of black shorts, he sits on the couch watching the television}
TYLER: Carlos Mencia is awesome.
{Tyler leans back on the couch, eating from a bag of Doritos}
V/O: I bet you are wondering why Tyler is all alone, don't you?
{The audience laughs as Tyler chuckles to himself}
V/O: I broke in here.
TYLER: DEE-DE-DEE!!!
{Tyler laughs harder, spitting some Doritos crumbs out onto the floor}
V/O: Not really. The Coleman's are out at a friends house, for a end of summer picnic. King James said he had some things to do. He said for me to make myself comfortable and he'll be back.
{Tyler sits reaches forward and grabs a Pepsi off the table and takes a swig}
V/O: I'm not product-dropping too much, am I? Endorsements are cool. Now if only someone from Viagra could get a hold of me.
{Before Tyler can finish the last gulp of his soda, he hears the upstairs door open}
TYLER: Hello?
{The door slams hard and we can hear footsteps running across the upstairs floor, along with the crying of a young girl}
TYLER: Hello? Ms. Coleman? Um...Katie?
KATIE: Who's down there?
{The door to the basement slowly opens a little more and Katie pokes her head into the shadowy doorway}
TYLER: You okay, Katie?
KATIE: Tyler?
TYLER: Yeah.
V/O: If this girl told me to jump...I'd go to the tallest building and go to the top, then jump. If this girl told me do back flips...I'd win the friggin' Summer Olympics. I've got it bad for here. BOY...do I have it bad.
{There is a slight pause}
KATIE: Would it...be alright, if I came down and talked with you?
{Tyler's jaw drops a little as his heart begins to race}
V/O: Me? The sexy little minx that has been screwing Vince 'Bonecrusher' Deyarmin...wants to talk to me?
TYLER: What about?
{Slowly Katie begins to walk down the steps, into the basement}
KATIE: I just need someone to talk to.
{Katie walks into the light, only showing the left side of her face. Her cheek is red and obviously soaked in shed tears}
TYLER: Well then go ahead and talk, Katie. I'm all ears.
{Tears begin to slide down Katie's face as she runs her hand lightly down the right side of her face, which is still hidden in the shadows}
KATIE: Am I ugly?
V/O: Yeah...and Mother Theresa was an Atheist.
{Tyler is stunned a little, not really knowing what to say. Slowly he releases his answer, without much effort}
TYLER: No.
KATIE: Then why do men treat me like they do? Every boyfriend I have ever had, looked at me like a piece of meat. They never wanted to just be with me, for who I am. Am I that mean? Am I that ignorant? Am I a bitch?
V/O: You may not be a bitch...but I still wanna ride you doggie style.
{Mumbling can be heard behind the Voice Over}
V/O: What? Dammit. I'm sorry folks, that was inconsiderate of me. My correct response is this; you may not be a female dog, but I would enjoy making love to you in the doggie style position.
{Pause for a few seconds}
V/O: Who the hell writes this shit?
TYLER: What's wrong, Katie?
{Katie lowers her head as the tears begin to flow harder}
KATIE: Everyone thinks I am some little slut, who sleeps around with anyone. That's all boys want from me. For the longest time, boys thought I gave it up to anyone who asked.
V/O: You do, don't you?
KATIE: But the truth is, I'm still a virgin.
{Crickets}
V/O: Screw the Viagra endorsements. I don't need a little blue pill to get this tent pole raised.
TYLER: But all those stories?
KATIE: None of them are true. I just let the rumors spread, because honestly...I liked the attention.
*Sniff*
KATIE: But tonight, it backfired on me.
TYLER: How so?
{Katie stands up, with her head bent down. She walks around the coffee table and sits down next to Tyler, showing him the right side of her face. Her eye is black and blue}
TYLER: HOLY SHIT!!! Who did that to you?
KATIE: Vincent.
V/O: I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T TRUST HIM!!!
KATIE: He tried to force himself on me...
V/O: The devil on my left shoulder is saying to kick him in the balls.
{The tears start to flow}
KATIE: ...and when I pushed him away...he hit me.
V/O: The angel on my right shoulder...is saying to rip his face off.
{Tyler's face turns red in anger}
TYLER: Heaven help me, I'm going to teach that boy a lesson.
{Katie reaches on and puts her hand on Tyler's knee}
KATIE: Tyler, I appreciate what you are doing...but Vincent is a big guy. Not to be rude, but he would probably squash you.
V/O: Yeah...probably. Well actually, yes...yes he would.
TYLER: But I can't just let him get away with hitting you. A man just doesn't haul off and hit a girl for not having sex with him.
KATIE: I know, Tyler.
TYLER: So are you still seeing him?
KATIE: Yeah. He loves me.
V/O: OH MY GOD!!!
TYLER: Katie, he doesn't love you. No man who had any ounce of respect for how pretty you are and how nice of a person you truly can be, would never harm you physically.
{Katie smiles}
KATIE: Thank you, Tyler. That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me.
{Tyler blushes a little and is caught off guard when Katie leans out and hugs him, pressing her body tight against his}
V/O: Tent poles for sale! Cheap...already raises...tent poles.
KATIE: I can see why Jimmy became friends with you. You're a nice guy, Tyler.
TYLER: Thank...thank you.
KATIE: So let's get off the subject of me for now. I'm tired of crying and I want you to calm down.
V/O: I'll calm down...after I rip Vincent's dick off.
KATIE: How about yourself? What do you do, when you are not in my basement?
{Tyler smirks}
TYLER: I'm a professional wrestler.
{Katie gives Tyler an odd look}
KATIE: That stuff you and Jimmy watch on television?
TYLER: Something like that.
KATIE: Are you with that stupid Parma Wrestling?
TYLER: No. Right now I am running in an independent tournament called the Ringmaster Tournament.
{Katie instantly looks confused}
TYLER: Anyway, I don't want to talk about wrestling right now. I want to make sure you are fine.
KATIE: I'd be better if I talked more about you. Where is this place?
{Tyler sighs}
TYLER: It doesn't matter where it is. I have a match this Sunday and that's all I am worrying about.
KATIE: Sounds kind of cool. How many matches have you had?
TYLER: Just one, so far. I managed to get a little lucky and win it, too. They had me face Al Slam in the first round and I slipped past him. Now in Round Two, I have to go up against a guy named John Pariah. And this guy is NO pushover.
KATIE: Well I bet that you can beat this Pariah-guy. I remember when I used to go with my friends to the High School events, you were a wrestler there. You were pretty good.
{Tyler smirks}
TYLER: I never won a single match.
{Katie giggles to herself}
KATIE: Well you looked like you knew what you were doing.
{Tyler rolls his eyes and shakes his head, laughing}
TYLER: I was lost out there on the mat.
KATIE: Fine then...be stubborn. But I bet you will do pretty good in this Ringmaster place.
TYLER: I hope so.
V/O: I would SO make her the happiest girl in the world.
{Pause for a second}
V/O: Wow, she is hot.
KATIE: Well Tyler, I need to go take a shower. I need to clean my face. PLEASE do not tell anyone that Vincent hit me, okay?
V/O: I'll tell him as I toss his body into a river.
TYLER: Why?
KATIE: 'Cause I trust in you. And I want to handle this situation myself.
TYLER: Well if he ever hits you again, tell me. I may not be able to take him on, but I have a couple friends who could.
KATIE: Okay.
{Katie unfolds her legs, leans over and hugs Tyler tightly}
KATIE: Thanks, Tyler. You are a good friend.
V/O: Ouch...the f-word.
KATIE: Good luck in your match on Sunday. I think you'll do great.
TYLER: Thank you.
{Katie stands up and smiles}
KATIE: Night.
TYLER: See ya.
{Katie walks to the basement steps and walks up them, shutting the upstairs door behind her}
V/O: Wait...what am I doing in the basement, still? Did she NOT just say she was going upstairs to take a shower?
TYLER: Wait a second. Katie's in the shower...and no one is home. Should I be good...or should I be bad?
V/O: NAKED KATIE!!! I can't chicken out in a critical time like this. Seeing Katie naked, would help my unexisting sex-life for years to come.
TYLER: But I can't. She is just starting to warm up to me as a friend. If she catches me...I'll never hear the end of it.
V/O: NO!!! You can't turn away an opportunity like this. To hell with Victoria Secret magazines, this is right here in the flesh. No longer would you need porno to stimulate your 'mind.' Do it...DO IT!!!
TYLER: At a time like this...I will turn to the one man who has lead me in the right direction. The man who has saved me from purgatory and has lead me to a road of salvation.
{Tyler takes a deep breath}
TYLER: W-W-J-B-D? What Would Joey Brannon Do?
V/O: What?
TYLER: Would you sneak up to get a peak at the naked physique of a hot chick?
V/O: Did he just rhyme his entire sentence?
TYLER: Or would just sit in the basement and finish watching Carlos Mencia?
V/O: You have got to be f'n kidding me, right? Am I that stupid? Hot chick or fat Hispanic guy...and there is ANY QUESTION?
TYLER: Screw it.
{Tyler gets up and quickly makes his way up the steps, to the first floor}
TYLER: I mean, a man has to be quick on the draw and ready to go for his wrestling career, correct? This would give me something to think about when I am trying to wrestle. It could help me keep my mind off any pain that Maniac would try to inflict on me.
{Tyler starts to walk up the steps to the second floor, trying to listen for water running. Yet, there is none yet}
TYLER: Maybe she's just getting undressed.
V/O: My lips are friggin' quivering with excitement.
{Tyler gets to the top of the steps and turns to see the bathroom door is open and the light is out}
TYLER: Hmm.
V/O: Maybe she's getting her clothes.
{Tyler walks a little down the hall and sneaks a peak into Katie's room, to see Katie fast-asleep on her bed}
TYLER: I bet all that crying made her tired.
V/O: What...no nakedness?
{Tyler walks into the room and looks down at Katie, who is still fully clothed}
TYLER: I bet you've had a rough day, haven't you kid.
{Tyler reaches down and takes her shoes off her feet. She moves a little and looks up at Tyler}
TYLER: Hey. Just sleep, okay? You'll feel better in the morning.
KATIE: Okay...thank you.
TYLER: No problem.
V/O: I'm such a pussy.
{Tyler tosses her shoes on the floor and then grabs her sheet, pulling it over her}
V/O: I am so ashamed of my manhood right now.
{He walks over to the door and smirks as he looks at her}
TYLER: Goodnight, Katie.
{He grabs the door and shuts it behind him as he leaves the room}
V/O: What have I become?
{Tyler then begins to make his way back down to the basement}
V/O: So ashamed...just...ashamed. Why? 'Cause I know I did the right thing. And I'm ashamed at myself for thinking the way I was.
{A smile appears on his face as he walks down the steps}
V/O: After all, if anything did happen, I would be in jail by the weekend. And you know what that means? I wouldn't be able to attend the second round of the Ringmaster Tournament. I wouldn't be able to meet John Pariah at the Crossroads. And what fun would that be?
{Tyler sits down on the couch in the basement. He grabs the Doritos bag and sits back in the couch}
V/O: I need to get laid.
{Fade out}
---------------
Tuesday Night
{Fade in}
JOEY: What is your problem?
VINCENT: I tried to bang a chick tonight, but she turned me down.
{Yep...you are hearing right. That is Joey, King James' bookie...and Vincent, Katie's boyfriend. We open to see them both sitting in a small room, at a small oak table. The light hanging above them is about to go out, so it casts a dim light over the two}
JOEY: Well forget about it right now. I have a job for you.
VINCENT: I'm tired of these jobs, Joey.
JOEY: Well too bad. If it wasn't for The Boss, you wouldn't be going to Ohio State, next year. You are as dumb as a box of rocks, Vincent. With your grades, you'd be lucky if you made it into Community College.
{Vincent hangs his head and sighs}
JOEY: You agreed to help us, if we helped you. And right now, you have a scholarship to Ohio State University. So if you want to keep that scholarship and be able to play football...you will help us. We own you for the next four years.
VINCENT: Fine...fine. What do you need, Joey?
{Joey smiles}
JOEY: That's better.
{Joey pushes an envelope across the table, to Vincent}
JOEY: I have a frequent customer, who is greatly addicted to gambling. Just recently, his best friend has started a career in pro-wrestling. I need you to watch this pro-wrestling friend of his. Eventually this gambler will place a large bet with me and when he does, I want you to injure his wrestling friend.
VINCENT: Why?
{Joey shakes his head in disbelief}
JOEY: Because when his wrestling friend gets hurt and can't make the match...then he technically forfeits. THUS, our gambler owes us a huge amount of money. And I have ways to make him pay.
VINCENT: So who is this gambler?
{Joey chuckles}
JOEY: His name is James Coleman. You should know him.
{Vincent laughs a little}
VINCENT: That's my bitch-of-a-girlfriend's brother. Which would mean, the wrestler you would want me to hurt is...
JOEY: Yep, exactly. Tyler Cross.
{Vincent thinks for a second, then grabs the envelope}
VINCENT: You got yourself a deal, Joey.
JOEY: Excellent, Vincent. Excellent.
{Vincent stands up and walks over to the door on the right side of the room}
JOEY: The Boss will be pleased with your cooperation, Vincent.
{Vincent nods and then leaves the room}
JOEY: He will be very pleased, with your cooperation.
{Joey chuckles devilishly to himself}
{On that note...}
{Fade out}