Down a Dark Path 08

DOWN A DARK PATH 

©Zig Bingham

A Work in Progress.  First Draft Released as Written Every Wednesday.

Part Eight

(Read from the Beginning)

 

INT. MAY’S APARTMENT – CONTINUOUS.

MAY (CONT’D)
And what the fuck are you doing in my place?

Gillan Points to Tommy.

MAY (CONT’D)
What the fuck you pointing at? Why are you here?

GILLAN
You’re boyfriend thought it might be a good idea to come on over and find out whether or not the girls he’s been seeing is underage.

MAY
My boyfriend?

Gillan turns to Tommy who shrugs his shoulders.

GILLAN
You want to say something?

MAY
I think you better leave now.

GILLAN
Fine by me. I’ll leave you two alone.

Gillan takes one look at Tommy who’s looking a little sheepish and embarrassed. Gillan can’t believe his friend isn’t getting involved.

He grabs his coat and walks past May. May grabs him and looks deep into his eyes.

She sees what’s wrong with Gillan.

MAY
You’re fucked up.

GILLAN
I’m fucked up?

MAY
You’re high as a kite.

Gillan stares defiantly back at her.

MAY (CONT’D)
You promised me… no more.

GILLAN
You’re with him now. You don’t get to tell me what to do.

MAY
What are you talking about?

Gillan looks back to the corner and Tommy’s gone.

May grabs his face and turns it back to hers.

MAY (CONT’D)
What’s going on?

GILLAN
I’ll let Tommy tell you.

He snaps out of grip and heads for the door.

MAY
Tommy’s dead.

Gillan stops in his tracks.

MAY (CONT’D)
Tommy’s dead and you’re tripping.

Gillan grabs her violently.

GILLAN
Don’t you ever say that!

MAY
He’s dead.

Gillan pushes her against the wall.

MAY (CONT’D)
He’s dead.

Gillan punches the wall next to her head. May pushes Gillan back and he hits the opposite wall banging his head. A sharp pain that causes Gillan to relive the night and see flashes of his trip. He alone. Talking to himself. The night in reverse the walk home, the mad hatters tea party, May leaving the dark apartment, his POV as he walks to the dark corner, he does a line and looks up in the mirror and sees himself his face shifting, blurring, indistinct. He remembers the crusty bathroom and doing a pill with Billy and he looks in the mirror and he sees. Tommy.

Gillan looks around the flat and find the mirror and looks into it. It is Gillan face that looks back. Not Tommy’s.

GILLAN
No…No..You’re trying to fuck with me.

MAY
No. I’m not. He’s gone.

GILLAN
He’s been with me all night.

MAY
He’s gone!

Gillan kicks the coffee table over.

GILLAN
He’s been with me all night.

May comes over cautious at first edging towards Gillan and tries to comfort him. But Gillan fights against her hard at first but slowly he gives in, succumbing to her embrace.

MAY
It’s alright baby. I got you.

Gillan breaks down and the two collapse in the middle of the lounge she cradling him like a mother to her child.

Gillan has all but let go when something snaps inside. He pushes her back.

GILLAN
No…no… no… This isn’t right.

MAY
Gillan I don’t know what to say.

GILLAN
No. I know when I’m tripping and this… this never happened.

MAY
That’s because it’s happening now.

GILLAN
I never went to your apartment. We never had a thing. Why would this…

MAY
Because you want it. You want me.

GILLAN
No. No. No. This is wrong.

MAY
You’ve always wanted me.

Gillan backs up. May turns seductress.

MAY (CONT’D)
You always wanted this.

May licks her lips with an obscenely long tongue. Not quite human.

She crawls towards Gillan and grabs his crotch.

MAY (CONT’D)
Don’t you love me anymore?

Gillan pushes her back and gets up.

MAY (CONT’D)
Why wont you fuck me?

May rises. Her smile stretching ever so slightly too far.

She advances on Gillan pinning him against a wall.

GILLAN
May I’m really sorry I broke into your flat.

Gillan tries to break her grip but she’s so strong. So very strong.

MAY
That’s ok baby.

May inspects Gillian’s face like she’s about to eat it.

In the corner Gillan sees a shape. A watcher. Bulls head totally naked stroking his erect penis.

GILLAN
Jesus.

May puts a finger across Gillan’s mouth to silence him.

MAY
Shh.

May then pushes a finger between his lips and into his mouth in a mockery of a lovers delight.

She kisses Gillan’s ear whispering into it.

MAY (CONT’D)
How about we flip things around?

May lifts Gillan off the wall for a moment and then slams him back into it this time face forward.

She licks the finger that’s been in Gillan’s mouth and pushes his head hard into the wall so that he’s now side on looking into a mirror.

The eyes of the Bull-creature glow.

Gillan fights back but he’s pushed back by May who takes her wetted finger and sides in down the back of Gillan’s pant.

MAY (CONT’D)
Come on. This is what you really want isn’t it?

GILLAN
Fuck no!

May pushes her finger in without any care. It fucking hurts.

MAY
Come on baby. Variety is the spice of life.

Tears run down Gillan’s face and May licks them.

The Bull creature steps a little further out of the shadows and we see the creatures giant cock as the creatures heavy breathing indicates what’s next.

GILLAN
Fuck me!

MAY
Now you’re getting it.

GILLAN
Just… answer me … one thing.

May pauses.

GILLAN (CONT’D)
Did you leave the gas on?

May looks back toward the kitchen and that’s all that’s needed for Gillan to break her grip

He pushes past her and runs straight for the front door it flings open and their stands The Suit

He sounds straight into the big man.

GILLAN (CONT’D)
Get out of my way!

The Suit refuses to move.

SUIT
Calm down, buddy. You’re freaking out there.

GILLAN
GET OUT OF MY GODDAMN WAY!

The Suit relents and we see that Gillan is back in the dirty toilet at the Party.

 

INT. THE WAREHOUSE PARTY, TOILET – CONTINUOUS.

Gillan spins around and looks back to where he was and WE SEE what he sees – an empty cubicle.

The Suit looks at him trying to reassure him.

SUIT
You OK?

GILLAN
No I’m not fucking OK! I am very fucking far from being OK!

SUIT
Ok calm down.

GILLAN
Don’t tell me to fucking calm down.

The Suit backs up.

Gillan looks around trying to put the pieces together. Trying to get his breathe back. Breathing deep.

He looks at the Suit who looks back. Gillan can’t get read not the man. He looks the big man all over and nothing. Shiny shoes. Clarke’s.

Gillan grabs the Suit.

GILLAN (CONT’D)
You a fucking cop?

SUIT
What?

GILLAN
I said are you a fucking cop?

Gillan points to the mans shoes.

GILLAN (CONT’D)
You got cops shoes.

Gillan releases the man. He isn’t fazed in the slightest. He takes one last look at Gillan who’s now searching his brain for answers.

GILLAN (CONT’D)
Oh Fuck! … Ket? Motherfuckers…I fucking hate ketamine! Who?… When? …Tommy? Jesus!

Gillan goes to leave and Billy walks into the toilet

BILLY
Bitch! Be-still my beating heart.

GILLAN
Fuck off BIlly!

And with that he walks out of the toilet and back into the party he never left

More to come Next Week…

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