WILLOW
I'm sorry, mon amour. I'm so sorry.
Kisses the flowers in her hands and gently sets them on the ground, at the base of a tree.
A man enters stage right.
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
Hello, Miss Rain?
Willow jolts towards the voice
I apologize for scaring you..but it's an important matter we must discuss.
WILLOW takes a few steps back, her hand touches the tree.
WILLOW
Who the hell are you, how do you know my name and how did you know where to find me
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
I am a detective for your boyfriend's case. [shifts forwards]
WILLOW
Stay back! That only answers one question...
DETECTIVE shifts back and raises hands
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
Due to us investigating the case, we often roam around here looking for clues. You are always here and naturally, we needed some background on you.
WILLOW
What case?
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
Well...I don't know how to word--
[WILLOW cuts in]
WILLOW
--Just say it
WILLOW shifts forward
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
[flatly] Your boyfriend was murdered
WILLOW visibly pales
WILLOW
What...
WILLOW goes to sit down
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
Don't sit there...
WILLOW looks down and starts tearing up. DET. FLAVIO shifts awkwardly in his spot.
WILLOW
What do you want from me?
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
I was hoping you'd help me.
WILLOW
Help you? Help you! No! He isn't dead..he can't be..no one hated him..he wasn't murdered-- [DET. FLAVIO cuts in]
DETECTIVE FLAVIO
If he wasn't murdered, I wouldn't be here.
DET. FLAVIO hands her a card.
Here, for when you're ready to call me.
He begins to exit stage right. [WILLOW calls after him]
WILLOW
I don't need your card because I won't be calling you!
[Tears up card and puts it in her pocket]
Fuck him.
Turns back to tree
See ya later, mon amour
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Wearing Their Skin
Teen FictionA grieving girlfriend is devastated over the loss of her boyfriend, who dies in a seemingly innocent car accident but spirals when it turns into a murder investigation. THIS IS A SCRIPT 😌
