28 Plays Later: Challenge 15 (The Shame Game)

TRIGGER WARNING – THE FOLLOWING PLAY DEALS SEXUAL VIOLENCE TOWARD WOMEN, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THESE ISSUES.

Today we had to deal with something that was very personal to us.

The Shame Game.

Samantha Frost

15th February 2017

 

 Characters

Rebecca

Clara

Brad

Thomas

 

Scene 1

The stage is set as a house, cut down the middle length ways so we can see all the rooms. In the living room, we see two couples, Thomas and Clara and Rebecca and Brad. They are sat round a table and Rebecca is putting away ‘Cards Against Humanity’. The friends are laughing and drinking wine.

Brad:

I’m going to have to call it a night squidge, I’m drunk and tired and I have that meeting in the morning.

Rebecca:

Ok sweetie, let me call you a cab, you can leave your car here.

Brad:

You’re the best (they kiss)

Clara:

Hey Brad do you mind if me and Tom jump in with you?

Brad:

Sure.

Tom:

Actually babe. I think I’m going to walk home, it’s really not that far from here and I could do with the fresh air, also I might chunder in the taxi.

Clara:

Charming as always (they all laugh) Ok sweetheart no worries.

Rebecca calls the taxi company,

Rebecca:

Hi, could I get a car please…143 Rudner Ave… Thanks. (hangs up) They’ll be here in 5 minutes.

The guests stand up and start to get ready.

Rebecca:

Brad, you sure you don’t want to stay over? Your car is here after all, you could just drive to work from here, I think I’ve got some of your stuff in the laundry.

Brad:

I’d love too but I’ve got all the prep and notes at home, plus if I stay here, I’m not going to get any sleep (he pulls her to him and they kiss)

Tom:

Alright you two, break it up or I will definitely vomit!

Clara:

Oh, I think it’s cute! They are still in the honeymoon phase, we used to be like that, remember?

Tom:

You want a little romance? I’ll give you romance (Tom picks up Clara and swings her round, he puts her down and they kiss) See, I’ve still got it. Oh no, spinning was a bad idea. (He runs off upstairs and we watch he race into the bathroom and be violently sick)

Clara:

(laughing) So attractive.

Rebecca:

Hey guys I think your taxi’s here. (to Brad) Love you sweetie, see you tomorrow?

Brad:

You too squidge, I’ll be round after work (they kiss)

Clara:

Bye gorgeous. (calling up the stairs) Taxi’s here Tom, sure you don’t want to come?

We hear Tom vomiting as a response.

Clara:

Never mind. When his lordship has finished vomiting, would you tell him I said goodbye and I’ll see him on Wednesday?

Rebecca:

Sure. It was so great seeing you two it’s been ages! We need to hook up soon just you and me and have a girlie night.

Clara:

Agreed! Bye Hun.

Brad and Clara exit. Rebecca tidies up the table. Tom washes his face and staggers down the stairs.

Tom:

Everyone gone?

Rebecca:

Oh yeah, you just missed them, they said bye and Clara said she’ll see you Wednesday.

Tom:

Cool. Hey, I know this is a pain but do you think I could crash on your couch, I’m really not feeling good, I don’t want to risk walking and I definitely can’t get in a car.

Rebecca:

Err, yeah sure. Let me grab you some stuff.

We see Rebecca go upstairs into the airing cupboard and grab some sheets and pillows. Tom is sitting on the sofa looking worse for wear.

Rebecca:

Here you go, I hope you don’t think I’m rude but I’m shattered, I’m going to head to bed.

Tom:

Sure, no worries, I need to lay down anyway. Night.

Rebecca:

Night.

Rebecca, turns off the light and goes up to bed. We see her brush her teeth and change into her pj’s and take her medication, at the same time we see Tom take off his jeans and fall onto the sofa pulling the cover over him.

Fade to black.

Scene 2

It is the middles of the night and the stage is in darkness, we here Tom shuffling about, he bumps into something.

Tom:

Argh! Fuck! (he turns his phones torch on)

Tom stumbles up the stairs, he’s about to go into the bathroom but changes his mind and goes into Rebecca’s room. Rebecca is out cold, the alcohol and medication have her in a sedated sleep. Tom walks up to her and stands there for a while looking at her, the we see him get into bed next to her, there is fumbling under the sheets and then he throws her pj bottoms on the floor.

Fade to black.

Scene 3.

The next morning. Tom is back on the sofa, fast asleep. His legs are out of the cover and he only has one sock on. Rebecca slowly wakes up, still groggy from the wine and medication. She suddenly realises she is naked.

Rebecca:

What?!

She looks around and sees her pj’s and pants are strewn across the floor, she looks around, panicking. She grabs her stuff and dresses quickly, she runs down the stairs.

Rebecca:

Why the hell did I wake up naked Tom?

Tom:

(waking up) What?

Rebecca:

I went to bed fully clothed and I woke up naked!

Tom:

Ok?

Rebecca:

Why?

Tom:

I don’t know, you must have taken your clothes off in your sleep!

Rebecca:

I have never done that in my life.

Tom:

Hang on, what are you trying to say? Are you implying that I…?

Rebecca:

No, no, I’m just confused

Tom:

Well calm down don’t get your thong in a twist!

Rebecca:

What did you say?

Tom:

Don’t get your panties in a twist!

Rebecca:

No, you said thong! How did you know I was wearing a thong?!

Tom:

Jesus Becs, it’s a saying!

Rebecca:

No, it’s not! Don’t get your panties in a twist is a saying, you said thong.

Tom stands up and puts his jeans on, he grabs his shoes and phone and heads for the door.

Tom:

I want you to think really hard about what you are trying to say.

Rebecca:

Where is your other sock?

Tom:

For fuck sake, why are you being psycho? It’s in my jeans pocket, I’m leaving, I don’t have to put up with this shit!

Tom exits, we hear the door slam. Rebecca runs back to her room and gets into bed, she starts to cry, not knowing what to make of the whole situation. She pulls the cover over her head. She stays there for a second and then kicks the cover off. There on the bed is Tom’s another sock.

Black out.

Scene 4

Later the same day. We hear a furious pounding at the door. Rebecca is still in bed, she comes down the stairs slowly, the knocking is continuous. She goes to the door, clearly scared and opens it. Enter Brad.

Brad:

I just found out what happened!

Rebecca:

You did? How?

Brad:

Tom told me.

Rebecca:

Oh god.

Josh:

Is that all you have to say for yourself?!

Rebecca:

What?

Brad:

You come down stairs in the middle of the night naked and try to fuck him while he’s sleeping and all you have to say is thank god?!

Rebecca:

No

Brad:

You tried to fuck my best mate?!

Rebecca:

No! no that’s not what happened Brad, you have to believe me! I woke up, upstairs naked and I think, I think Tom r…

Brad:

Don’t you fucking dare! That is disgusting, instead of owning up to the fucked-up thing you did you try and accuse my friend of fucking rape?! You are pathetic!

Rebecca:

(Breaks down) No, no I swear! I woke up naked and I confronted Tom and he got really defensive, he only had one sock on, he said the other was in his pocket but it wasn’t Tom! I found it in my bed after he left, I don’t know what to do! You have to believe me.

Brad:

How about stop being a disgusting lying slut!

Brad storms out. Rebecca breaks down, crying uncontrollably, she is shaking and begins to scream. The lights start to fade, she suddenly stops and stands up the lights come up again.

Rebecca:

You know what, NO! (Rebecca takes her phone out and dials 999) Hello? Yes, police please… I think I’ve been raped… thank you.

Fade to black.

Scene 5.

Rebecca’s house, a week later. The house is noticeably dishevelled and so is Rebecca. She is sat on the sofa and watching tv. Sat next to her is Clara. There is a knock at the door.

Clara:

Don’t worry Becs, I’ll get it.

Clara goes to the front door, we hear her speak off stage.

Clara OS:

What the fuck do you think you are doing here?! She’s been through enough without having to look at your face!

Brad OS:

I fucked up, ok? I need to speak to her.

Clara OS:

Go fuck yourself!

Rebecca:

Its fine let him in.

Clara walks in with a sheepish looking Brad behind her.

Brad:

Hi Becs

Rebecca:

You don’t get to call me that

Clara:

You don’t get to call her anything!

Brad:

I’m came around to say sorry, I’ve been trying to call you but you wouldn’t answer

Clara:

What do you expect?! When she needed you the most…?

Rebecca:

Its ok Clara, I’ve got this. (She stands, to Josh) You have some nerve coming here. I honestly don’t know how you have the guts to look me in my eye but since you are here I’ve got something I’d like to get off my chest. You didn’t ask me, we were together, I shared everything with you and you didn’t even give me the curtesy off asking me if it was true? No, you march round and even after I try to tell you that your buddy RAPED me, you decide instead to call me a slut. You are the pathetic one! The police had to do a rape kit on me, to check for evidence, do you even have any idea what that’s like? Having to have another unwanted presence inside you after, after… They matched the DNA from the cum inside me, left there by you BEST MATE to the fucking sock. You didn’t even ask to see it, did you? I was violated Brad and all you cared about was the opinion of the scum that did it. I get it he’s your best friend but you didn’t even care to hear me out or give me the benefit of the doubt, did you?! I am the one who’s disgusted because I actually tried to forget it! To pretend it didn’t happen because I wanted to protect YOU. I was trying to protect you! How fucked up is that? But I guess I should say thank you because if you were not such a monumental cunt, I might not have called the police and gotten your precious mate arrested for, once again, in case you missed the headline of this piece RAPED ME. I will heal, it’s going to take time and people who actually love me to support me through it but I’ll heal. He will always be a fucking rapist and you will always be the guy who sided with a rapist and called the women he claimed to love, a sexual abuse survivor a slut. I don’t want to see you, I don’t want to hear from you, as far as I am concerned you are dead. Now get the fuck out of my house and go rot in hell with your best fucking mate!

 

Josh turns to leave, pauses, turns around.

Brad:

Becs…

Rebecca punches him in the face with all her might

Rebecca:

I told you not to call me that.

Brad holds his face, blood coming through his fingers. He quickly leaves. Rebecca turns to Clara and is crying but she has a slight smile.

 

Rebecca:

That’s the first thing that’s made me smile to me since it happened.

Clara:

Come here you badass.

Rebecca falls into Clara’s arms and the cuddle on the sofa.

Fade to black

End.

 

 


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