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Crying Under The Purple Rain Pt.1
*Last idea was trash. I decided to start over. Hope this one goes well. Settings: Year: 1982 Location: Just outside Los Angles Characters: -Diana Carmela (Main Character) Age: 21 -Paul Nelson Age: 20 -Chelsey Dequez Age: 21 ===================== I walk down the street rain drops fall gently on my face as I think about what I am going to do. Paul just kicked me out once again, the reason being I'm pregnant. He blames every little thing on me, when in reality it's him. I've tryed so hard to please him but nothing ever does. I have second thoughts about going back to that hell hole, just so I can hear him say how much this is my fault. I keep my pace up, I find a place with a pay phone and dial my friends number. Just want to stay at her place for awhile to think my thoughts through. Chelsey: Hello? Me: Chelsey, it's me Diana. Chelsey: Oh, what is up? Me: (Sigh) Paul.. Chelsey: Again Diana? This happens all the time, where are you? Me: I'm in front of some building I don't know what it is, Music studio or something. You don't have to come and pick me up again, I understand. Chelsey: No, Diana you can't stay on the street. I'm on my way don't move. I sat on the bench just out side the store. For some reason my eyes couldn't hold back my tears and they all came pouring out. I buried my head in my hands so no passerbyers could see my face. I was regreted everything that I did wrong from the time I was born until now. After about couple of minutes I revealed my head from my hands and dabbed any tears left on my face. I felt someone join me on the bench, I peered to my right and saw a man, his face hidden only his face and glasses could be seen. He also wore a black hat with a big trench coat. Man: Are you alright Miss? Me: Uh, yeah I'm fine thanks for asking though. Man: You seem lost.. Are you? Me: No, I'm actually waiting for a ride.. Man: Oh, okay. Sorry to disturb you. Me: Don't be sorry, it's fine (Chuckles) Man: (Smiles) Okay, nice meeting you... Me: Diana Carmela. Man: Diana.. Nice name. Me: And yours? Man: Uh, I must get going. (Starting to walk around the corner) I'm running late, bye! That was weird, he seemed like I've heard his voice before and his smile. Just then Chelsey rounded the corner in her car, I jumped in. I still had the gut feeling from talking with the guy, I decided to tell Chelsey. Me: Eh, before you came I was talking to a guy. Chelsey: Who? Me: I don't know (Fidgets with the radio) Chelsey: How don't you know? Me: He never said his name, he was all covered up couldn't really see his face. Chelsey: Uh, okay. Then what he say? Me: Nothing much just making sure I had a place to go. Chelsey: Sounds like a weirdo to me (Turns radio down) Now what happened with Paul? Me: Once again he never listens to me and now I'm pregnant, he makes it sounds like it's my fault. I don't want to be in this situation right now, I was doing perfectly fine working for Derole, but now he's going to fire me because I can't dance when I'm pregnant. Chelsey: So what about abortion? Me: I was thinking that but I'm not sure yet, it might be best since I'm not ready and I can't support a child if I do have one. Chelsey: Well we will think this over in the next few days, I will help you pay for it if you decide. (Puts the car in park) Lets just get some rest, you really need it. We got in the house and watch a little bit of T.V, there really wasn't nothing on so we just put on the news. We sat there chatting about what to do with this pregnancy. Me: See I know that if I do decide to get an abortion I might regret it because I would feel like I killed one of my ch-- Chelsey: (Interupts) Hey look Michael Jackson was in a studio in L.A. Isn't that where you were at? Me: (Turn towards screen) Yeah it does... Could it of been (Looks at Chelsey) Both: Naaaah! Four years later, 1986. I decided not to keep the child after all, I've learned not blame myself for this. I also ended it with Paul, he get very abusive after my abortion and I've tryed so many times to make him happy. Now I live on my own, I am pursuing my career as a dancer at a local dance studio. Chelsey and I have become closer then we ever where before in the past couple of years. Todays June 13th, and I'm heading to practice at the dance studio. Derole is still my boss, he helped me through my tough times also. I've made some money to have a nice car and a decent house. I pull up to the studio and Chelsey's car is outside, she usally dosn't like to watch me at rehearsal. I enter the building and check in at the desk. As I walk in the studio, no one is there just Chelsey and Derole, which is talking to someone on the phone. He finishes his conversation as I move closer towards them. Derole: Well she's right here now... If you want to come right over... Okay see you in a few, bye. (Hangs up, to me) Welcome, I have someone who is very interested in your work, he's on his way now so you better start rehearsing. Me: Why didn't you warn me alittle ealier? Chelsey: It's a surprise stupid! ===================== *Ehh that kinda really sucked! Not my best. -Jennell
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