Post by Zelda on Jun 28, 2014 20:59:18 GMT -5
{We open up to see a familiar scene for all Zelda Knite fans… Zelda laying in a bed, her favorite past time… bazinga. However, the difference this time is that she has just plopped into the bed chest first with her arms spread eagle across the mattress. The door swings open after her where her best friend, Crystal Hilton, bursts in with almost Kramer like enthusiasm. Crystal has a big smile on her face and seems really excited.}
Crystal: Wow, I show up and find out that my besty has been seeing a guy for a month and a half but hasn’t told me a thing about him… what’s up with that?!
{Crystal stops in the middle of her tracks and looks at Zelda in surprise, as she has just noticed that Zelda’s eyes have begun to tear up and soak her Pikachu pillow pet.}
Crystal: Hey Z…. hey, what’s wrong?
Zelda: Can you keep a secret?
Crystal: You’ve known me for years Z.
Zelda: Can you keep a secret, “this time?”
Crystal: Hey, I resent that!
Zelda: Just go.
{Z turns over in the bed and puts her back to Crystal, but if anybody knows Crystal HIlton they know that she’s persistent and won’t go away when asked. Crystal jumps her big ghetto booty onto the bed and puts her hand on Zelda’s shoulder, which causes Z to turn over onto her back and look at the ceiling.}
Crystal: So what’s wrong, you know you can tell your bff anything.
Zelda: I’ve been sleeping with Simon.
Crystal: That’s not surprising… what else is new?
Zelda: I’ve been seeing Beckett almost every day for two months.
Crystal: Ok.
Zelda: Well… we haven’t… you know…
{Crystal’s eyes get wide as she begins to put two and two together. She looks at Zelda in complete shock.}
Crystal: OMG, that is certainly… well, I mean it’s not like you and that Beckett guy are serious right now, noting exclusive so I guess seeing Simon too, who you have had a past with, isn’t a big deal. So you shouldn’t tear yourself up over it. It’s not like you are doing it on the same day…
Zelda: Well…
Crystal: OH MY GOD, are you serious!?
{We black out for a few minutes after Zelda flinches and braces herself as she begins to tell Crystal what has happened. When we come back we see the two in mid conversation again.}
Crystal: Really Zelda!? On the kitchen table… literally five minutes before your date!? What is wrong with you!?
Zelda: I don’t know! Ok! You know SImon is like my kryptonite.
Crystal: You do realize that this is way worse than having just slept with Beckett from the beginning right!? You sure, you know this? I mean, my goodness, how much more of a whore…
Zelda: Would you stop already!? I get it, I don’t need you to judge me. Myself and Kelly have been doing that enough. I just need some advice. What should I do?
Crystal: Well… You’ve already went down this road with Simon before and it’s not like he’s making any effort to be with you seriously… he’s just hitting and quitting.
Zelda: Yeah.
Crystal: Well then, tell Beckett what happened, beg him to forgive you, and make sure that you are clear with Simon what your choice is. You can’t keep doing all the dating stuff with Beckett and all the fun stuff with Simon… that’s just not fair.
Zelda: I guess that’s only fair. You think Beckett will understand?
Crystal: Well the old cliche is that if he cares about you he will… so I guess you’ll see. At this point though, you have to accept the concequences.
{Zelda nods her head somberly as we fade out for the time being.}
~So… mom, you looking forward to this match mom?
I know I am mother.
It’s the one match I have been hoping would happen since I first saw that you joined LAW, mother versus daughter… a clash the likes we have never seen before.
You raised me from your very own bosom and now it’s time that you put this youngun in her place.
Time for you to teach me another lesson mommy?
Time for you to show me that you still have a few tricks up your sleeve mother?
This is what this is about after all, isn’t it mom? That’s what you want isn’t it? For this to just be about a mother and daughter squaring off, a family put together in a battle of respect that both competitors will walk away from fully knowing just how far the other is willing to go inside a ring?
But I just don’t understand why you would want this Ma, I mean sure I love Pa way more than you, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t fully respect you as a motherly figure. It’s not that I don’t care about the woman who has raised me from her teat since the day I was born, you gave all you had to raise me, to teach me right from wrong and show me how to grow up a proper young lady. It’s not like I was living with a drunkard father figure who beat and violated me on a daily basis without ever having a real matriarch figure in my life because she died the day I was born…
So why don’t we just forget this match mom and instead go home and do each other’s nails and talk about all those handsome boys asking me to go to prom with them.
That sure sounds like a great idea to me too mother. That sounds just phenomenal la madre. It is precisely what I want mamma mia.
Or in case you haven’t noticed yet…that’s all sarcasm, so…
FUCK YOU AND LEAVE ME ALONE!
You make me so freakin’ mad you made me swear, you see that?! You make Gib happy with your gaping black hole of a vagina and your super sized knockers… good for you. However, despite the wishes of nerds all across the internet, those won’t work on winning me over. You stupid, big mouthed, slut ass ho!
UGH!
I don’t want you as a mother figure, I don’t want you in my life, I don’t want you trying to win me over at all! Why can’t you understand that? Why can’t you just accept that?! I spent almost twenty years of my life without knowing my real father was Gib, I spent my entire life without a mother and in instead had my other brother to depend on… Imagine this… having to tell your much older brother that you started your period and have no idea what to do, telling him about your first kiss, your first sexual experience, about losing your virginity… So many things that I longed to tell my mom, so many things that I prayed I could deal with without the embarrassment of going to Adam over.
Where were you for those? Huh?
Where were you when Henry Knight was breaking my right arm? Where were you when drunkenly slobbered all over neck and shoulder before the Winter solstice dance?
That’s right… NOWHERE!
BECAUSE YOU’RE NOT MY MOM AND YOU NEVER WILL BE!
If you want to be acquaintances… fine. But stop this nonsense of trying to be anything other than that to me. You’re a colleague, a competitor and maybe if you ask nicely or I just dislike somebody so much I’ll even be your tag team partner on occasion, but that is all. We will never be friends and we sure as hell won’t ever be a mother/daughter combo.
I don’t want you to be in my life. I don’t want you to be with my Gib. I don’t want you to hang around and expecting me to accept you. You have no business being around, like you have said several times… I’m a grown girl… I already passed the times of needing a mom, I’ve already spread my legs through life trying to deal with those issues as you so gracefully alluded to. So I don’t need you for anything.
So get off my back and for the love of God just accept that I don’t care for you and I never will.
If you want to get on my good side… then just do your best Kandi Washington impression and disappear.
{When we come back to Zelda, we see her standing outside with her eyes tearing up as she explains to the muscular gentleman in front of her about what has happened recently. He seems shocked, but not angry, but at the same time definitely hurt as Zelda finishes her story.}
Beckett: So… this whole time, all this talk about trying not to be seen as a “tramp” you were really sleeping with your ex boyfriend and even feared you might be pregnant by him at one point?
Zelda: I’m so sorry… I don’t know what I was thinkin…
Beckett: I’m sorry. I sure am glad you came to me before this got too serious and came clean but I don’t think I can get past this. You… I… this just doesn’t feel right anymore, not now. Being with you was fun, but this is just too much to take in. Have a good life ok… I hope you find what you’re looking for at some point.
{With that Zelda is standing there alone as Beckett turns around and heads to his truck, driving off. Tears fill her eyes but she doesn’t break down and instead just turns around and heads back into the house. She’s trying to fight back the tears when suddenly standing in front of her is none other than Simon Daye, which causes Zelda’s jaw to drop in disbelief.}
Zelda: Are you kidding me!? What are you doing here? I told you that your booty calls were done, I specifically told you to not show up at my house today, I made that perfectly clear! Why are you here!?
Simon: Booty calls? That’s what you thought I was coming over for?
Zelda: Of course! What else could you possibly want!?
Simon: To be with you.
Zelda: what are you talking about?
Simon: I love you. I have always loved you, I just get so caught up in myself that I have a hard time expressing it. I thought us being together like we have been for the past couple of months was us making up but… you thought we were just having sex and nothing else…
Zelda: I’m sorry I didn’t realize…
Simon: It’s ok Z. We all make mistakes and I sure have hell made my share with you. I just want us to move past that, I just want to be with you because… I love you. I always have.
Zelda: Oh Simon…. shut up and just kiss me already.
{The two begin to kiss but before they really get going Simon stops the two of them and motions upstairs, which causes Zelda to bite down on her bottom lip sheepishly as she smiles at him. He grabs her by the arm and drags her up the stairs and up onto the second floor where he opens her door and they begin to go in together, this time however Zelda stops him.}
Zelda: Simon… what you said down there, that you love me… I lov…
Voice: SYDNEY MARIE KNIGHT!
{A loud voice rings throughout the house as the sound of a door swinging open downstairs is heard, stopping Zelda in mid thought. Zelda, with Simon all the way inside her room heads to the banister railing and looks downstairs into the living room area, where we can clearly see Beckett breaking and entering into the household.}
Zelda: Beckett?
Beckett: There is something I need to tell you, can we talk?
Zelda: Uhhh sure?
{Zelda heads down the staircase and when she does Beckett grabs both of her hands into his and looks down into her eyes. He takes a deep breath.}
Beckett: I thought about it and I was an idiot for pushing you away for one mistake.
Zelda: That was literally like five minutes ago…
Beckett: and I realized I didn’t want to spend another second without you. This is crazy, I know… we’ve only known each other for a few months but I think I’ve totally fallen for you. I can’t imagine myself without you and yes I know how batshit crazy that makes me sound.
Zelda: What are you saying?
Beckett: Sydney…. I don’t know where this is going to go, or where it could go but what I’m saying is… I want to find out. I want you to be my girlfriend… go steady, or whatever it is called when we’re adults… because I have a feeling that I’m absolutely falling in love with you.
Zelda: ……..
Beckett: So what do you say?
{Zelda turns her head and looks up at her open bedroom door, and then back towards Beckett… she takes a deep breath and then nods her head “yes” before blushing and turning away.}
Beckett: YES!
{Beckett with his massive arms grabs Zelda into a hug and lifts her straight up off her feet as she giggles uncontrollably while being spun around. Finally Beckett puts her back down on the floor and she blushes some more before he plants a big kiss on her. He takes her hand and urges her towards the door.}
Beckett: Now what do you say about some dinner?
Zelda: Sounds good.
Beckett: Great, I know a fantastic Italian place out by Cowboys Stadium…
Zelda: Hey just one thing though…
Beckett: Yeah.
Zelda: If you’re going to be my boyfriend… you are going to have to stop calling me Sydney.
Beckett: *laughs* What? I love that name!
{The two head for the door with Beckett going out first, but before Zelda steps out she stops and looks back up at the walkway upstairs and sees Simon standing there, looking down over the railing. He seems confused and so does Zelda. He mouths “what’s going on?” as he lifts his arms questionly, and all Zelda can respond is a very sad looking “I’m sorry” with her lips before she is pulled out the door by Beckett’s hand and we fade to black.}
Crystal: Wow, I show up and find out that my besty has been seeing a guy for a month and a half but hasn’t told me a thing about him… what’s up with that?!
{Crystal stops in the middle of her tracks and looks at Zelda in surprise, as she has just noticed that Zelda’s eyes have begun to tear up and soak her Pikachu pillow pet.}
Crystal: Hey Z…. hey, what’s wrong?
Zelda: Can you keep a secret?
Crystal: You’ve known me for years Z.
Zelda: Can you keep a secret, “this time?”
Crystal: Hey, I resent that!
Zelda: Just go.
{Z turns over in the bed and puts her back to Crystal, but if anybody knows Crystal HIlton they know that she’s persistent and won’t go away when asked. Crystal jumps her big ghetto booty onto the bed and puts her hand on Zelda’s shoulder, which causes Z to turn over onto her back and look at the ceiling.}
Crystal: So what’s wrong, you know you can tell your bff anything.
Zelda: I’ve been sleeping with Simon.
Crystal: That’s not surprising… what else is new?
Zelda: I’ve been seeing Beckett almost every day for two months.
Crystal: Ok.
Zelda: Well… we haven’t… you know…
{Crystal’s eyes get wide as she begins to put two and two together. She looks at Zelda in complete shock.}
Crystal: OMG, that is certainly… well, I mean it’s not like you and that Beckett guy are serious right now, noting exclusive so I guess seeing Simon too, who you have had a past with, isn’t a big deal. So you shouldn’t tear yourself up over it. It’s not like you are doing it on the same day…
Zelda: Well…
Crystal: OH MY GOD, are you serious!?
{We black out for a few minutes after Zelda flinches and braces herself as she begins to tell Crystal what has happened. When we come back we see the two in mid conversation again.}
Crystal: Really Zelda!? On the kitchen table… literally five minutes before your date!? What is wrong with you!?
Zelda: I don’t know! Ok! You know SImon is like my kryptonite.
Crystal: You do realize that this is way worse than having just slept with Beckett from the beginning right!? You sure, you know this? I mean, my goodness, how much more of a whore…
Zelda: Would you stop already!? I get it, I don’t need you to judge me. Myself and Kelly have been doing that enough. I just need some advice. What should I do?
Crystal: Well… You’ve already went down this road with Simon before and it’s not like he’s making any effort to be with you seriously… he’s just hitting and quitting.
Zelda: Yeah.
Crystal: Well then, tell Beckett what happened, beg him to forgive you, and make sure that you are clear with Simon what your choice is. You can’t keep doing all the dating stuff with Beckett and all the fun stuff with Simon… that’s just not fair.
Zelda: I guess that’s only fair. You think Beckett will understand?
Crystal: Well the old cliche is that if he cares about you he will… so I guess you’ll see. At this point though, you have to accept the concequences.
{Zelda nods her head somberly as we fade out for the time being.}
~So… mom, you looking forward to this match mom?
I know I am mother.
It’s the one match I have been hoping would happen since I first saw that you joined LAW, mother versus daughter… a clash the likes we have never seen before.
You raised me from your very own bosom and now it’s time that you put this youngun in her place.
Time for you to teach me another lesson mommy?
Time for you to show me that you still have a few tricks up your sleeve mother?
This is what this is about after all, isn’t it mom? That’s what you want isn’t it? For this to just be about a mother and daughter squaring off, a family put together in a battle of respect that both competitors will walk away from fully knowing just how far the other is willing to go inside a ring?
But I just don’t understand why you would want this Ma, I mean sure I love Pa way more than you, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t fully respect you as a motherly figure. It’s not that I don’t care about the woman who has raised me from her teat since the day I was born, you gave all you had to raise me, to teach me right from wrong and show me how to grow up a proper young lady. It’s not like I was living with a drunkard father figure who beat and violated me on a daily basis without ever having a real matriarch figure in my life because she died the day I was born…
So why don’t we just forget this match mom and instead go home and do each other’s nails and talk about all those handsome boys asking me to go to prom with them.
That sure sounds like a great idea to me too mother. That sounds just phenomenal la madre. It is precisely what I want mamma mia.
Or in case you haven’t noticed yet…that’s all sarcasm, so…
FUCK YOU AND LEAVE ME ALONE!
You make me so freakin’ mad you made me swear, you see that?! You make Gib happy with your gaping black hole of a vagina and your super sized knockers… good for you. However, despite the wishes of nerds all across the internet, those won’t work on winning me over. You stupid, big mouthed, slut ass ho!
UGH!
I don’t want you as a mother figure, I don’t want you in my life, I don’t want you trying to win me over at all! Why can’t you understand that? Why can’t you just accept that?! I spent almost twenty years of my life without knowing my real father was Gib, I spent my entire life without a mother and in instead had my other brother to depend on… Imagine this… having to tell your much older brother that you started your period and have no idea what to do, telling him about your first kiss, your first sexual experience, about losing your virginity… So many things that I longed to tell my mom, so many things that I prayed I could deal with without the embarrassment of going to Adam over.
Where were you for those? Huh?
Where were you when Henry Knight was breaking my right arm? Where were you when drunkenly slobbered all over neck and shoulder before the Winter solstice dance?
That’s right… NOWHERE!
BECAUSE YOU’RE NOT MY MOM AND YOU NEVER WILL BE!
If you want to be acquaintances… fine. But stop this nonsense of trying to be anything other than that to me. You’re a colleague, a competitor and maybe if you ask nicely or I just dislike somebody so much I’ll even be your tag team partner on occasion, but that is all. We will never be friends and we sure as hell won’t ever be a mother/daughter combo.
I don’t want you to be in my life. I don’t want you to be with my Gib. I don’t want you to hang around and expecting me to accept you. You have no business being around, like you have said several times… I’m a grown girl… I already passed the times of needing a mom, I’ve already spread my legs through life trying to deal with those issues as you so gracefully alluded to. So I don’t need you for anything.
So get off my back and for the love of God just accept that I don’t care for you and I never will.
If you want to get on my good side… then just do your best Kandi Washington impression and disappear.
{When we come back to Zelda, we see her standing outside with her eyes tearing up as she explains to the muscular gentleman in front of her about what has happened recently. He seems shocked, but not angry, but at the same time definitely hurt as Zelda finishes her story.}
Beckett: So… this whole time, all this talk about trying not to be seen as a “tramp” you were really sleeping with your ex boyfriend and even feared you might be pregnant by him at one point?
Zelda: I’m so sorry… I don’t know what I was thinkin…
Beckett: I’m sorry. I sure am glad you came to me before this got too serious and came clean but I don’t think I can get past this. You… I… this just doesn’t feel right anymore, not now. Being with you was fun, but this is just too much to take in. Have a good life ok… I hope you find what you’re looking for at some point.
{With that Zelda is standing there alone as Beckett turns around and heads to his truck, driving off. Tears fill her eyes but she doesn’t break down and instead just turns around and heads back into the house. She’s trying to fight back the tears when suddenly standing in front of her is none other than Simon Daye, which causes Zelda’s jaw to drop in disbelief.}
Zelda: Are you kidding me!? What are you doing here? I told you that your booty calls were done, I specifically told you to not show up at my house today, I made that perfectly clear! Why are you here!?
Simon: Booty calls? That’s what you thought I was coming over for?
Zelda: Of course! What else could you possibly want!?
Simon: To be with you.
Zelda: what are you talking about?
Simon: I love you. I have always loved you, I just get so caught up in myself that I have a hard time expressing it. I thought us being together like we have been for the past couple of months was us making up but… you thought we were just having sex and nothing else…
Zelda: I’m sorry I didn’t realize…
Simon: It’s ok Z. We all make mistakes and I sure have hell made my share with you. I just want us to move past that, I just want to be with you because… I love you. I always have.
Zelda: Oh Simon…. shut up and just kiss me already.
{The two begin to kiss but before they really get going Simon stops the two of them and motions upstairs, which causes Zelda to bite down on her bottom lip sheepishly as she smiles at him. He grabs her by the arm and drags her up the stairs and up onto the second floor where he opens her door and they begin to go in together, this time however Zelda stops him.}
Zelda: Simon… what you said down there, that you love me… I lov…
Voice: SYDNEY MARIE KNIGHT!
{A loud voice rings throughout the house as the sound of a door swinging open downstairs is heard, stopping Zelda in mid thought. Zelda, with Simon all the way inside her room heads to the banister railing and looks downstairs into the living room area, where we can clearly see Beckett breaking and entering into the household.}
Zelda: Beckett?
Beckett: There is something I need to tell you, can we talk?
Zelda: Uhhh sure?
{Zelda heads down the staircase and when she does Beckett grabs both of her hands into his and looks down into her eyes. He takes a deep breath.}
Beckett: I thought about it and I was an idiot for pushing you away for one mistake.
Zelda: That was literally like five minutes ago…
Beckett: and I realized I didn’t want to spend another second without you. This is crazy, I know… we’ve only known each other for a few months but I think I’ve totally fallen for you. I can’t imagine myself without you and yes I know how batshit crazy that makes me sound.
Zelda: What are you saying?
Beckett: Sydney…. I don’t know where this is going to go, or where it could go but what I’m saying is… I want to find out. I want you to be my girlfriend… go steady, or whatever it is called when we’re adults… because I have a feeling that I’m absolutely falling in love with you.
Zelda: ……..
Beckett: So what do you say?
{Zelda turns her head and looks up at her open bedroom door, and then back towards Beckett… she takes a deep breath and then nods her head “yes” before blushing and turning away.}
Beckett: YES!
{Beckett with his massive arms grabs Zelda into a hug and lifts her straight up off her feet as she giggles uncontrollably while being spun around. Finally Beckett puts her back down on the floor and she blushes some more before he plants a big kiss on her. He takes her hand and urges her towards the door.}
Beckett: Now what do you say about some dinner?
Zelda: Sounds good.
Beckett: Great, I know a fantastic Italian place out by Cowboys Stadium…
Zelda: Hey just one thing though…
Beckett: Yeah.
Zelda: If you’re going to be my boyfriend… you are going to have to stop calling me Sydney.
Beckett: *laughs* What? I love that name!
{The two head for the door with Beckett going out first, but before Zelda steps out she stops and looks back up at the walkway upstairs and sees Simon standing there, looking down over the railing. He seems confused and so does Zelda. He mouths “what’s going on?” as he lifts his arms questionly, and all Zelda can respond is a very sad looking “I’m sorry” with her lips before she is pulled out the door by Beckett’s hand and we fade to black.}