The Wedding Part III

Luna:

“Oh great. Now I’m stuck in this stupid car and that bastard didn’t even leave me any smokes.

Fuck him.

I bet there's a few butts in the ashtray.

Sweet, there is and matches too.

Fuck. I can’t crack the window without any keys.

Dammit! Why do these stupid things always happen to me?

Fine. I’ll open the car door then. I don’t care if his fancy car gets wet.”

*BOOM!*

“GOD DAMMIT! That thunder nearly scared the shit out of me. 

It’s raining so hard I can’t see the church anymore.

I don’t like being out here.

I don’t like smoking these stupid butts either.

Speaking of butts, Asa was looking mighty fine tonight. No one should look that good in a suit. It’s taxing on a girl.

I want that new ring of his, holy shit it was fucking huge. 

I wonder if I could slip it off his finger.

He has a few more tattoos since I last saw him. Didn’t think there was room.

Sexy as hell.

Fuck, then he has to see me in this stupid dress. Good thing it’s mostly covered up by my coat.

Whoops! Would you look at that. There’s a brand new cigarette burn in my pretty yellow dress.

Sorry sir, I’m such a klutz sometimes.

Hmmm.

I’m bored.

I definitely want to go back inside.

I want to know what’s going on.

Asa’s always involved in the craziest shit.

Maybe I’ll just hide in the back of the room, no one will notice.

I’ve got to get out of this car, anyway.  I’m freezing.

It’s a plan then.

Wish me luck!”

The Wedding Part II

Alex & Michael

Alex: “Beautiful church for a wedding.”

“Yes, it is.”

“Have you seen Asa?”

“No.”

“Did you bring Luna?”

“She’s hanging up her coat.”

“It’s pouring rain out there.”

“Plenty of lightning and thunder, too.”

“Let me know if you see Asa.”

“Why?”

“Because he wasn’t invited.”

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Asa & Luna

Luna: “Hi sir. Beautiful night for a wedding, don’t you think?”

“What are you doing here?”

“It was Michael’s idea.”

“Follow me out to my car. I want to talk to you.”

“Fine but you owe me a cigarette.”

“Hurry up! It’s fucking nasty out.”

“I’m getting soaked!”

“Shut up and get in.”

“Damn, it’s really coming down now.”

“Fuck I hate the rain.”

“I love the rain, it’s so romantic.”

“Luna, you can’t go back in.”

“Why not?”

“I have a little business to take care of.”

“I don’t like the sound of that.”

“Stay here. I’ll tell Michael where you are.”

“But wait, sir! I want to come…”

*door slam*

“...dammit. I wanted to come with him. I hate being alone.”

The Wedding

Michael and Luna

Michael:  “Luna, go get dressed. The wedding starts in an hour.”

“Why do I have to go?”

“Why do you have to question me?”

“Why do you have to answer my question with a question?”

“They’ll be serving alcohol, sweetheart.”

“Should I wear the red dress or the blue one?”

“The red one. I want to be able to pick you out of the crowd.”

“I’ll behave.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I get bored.”

“You get in trouble.”

“Cures the boredom.”

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Alex and Asa

Alex: “Hey Asa. Are you going to the wedding?”

“Fuck yeah, I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I was banging that bitch a week ago. Can’t wait to watch her squirm when I walk in.”

“Oh shit! You aren’t going to start any trouble, are you?”

“Maybe.”

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Michael and Luna

Michael:  “Luna, that is NOT the red dress I had in mind and your fishnet stockings are completely inappropriate.”

“Fine. I’ll go put on my white dress.”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“We don’t need anyone mistaking you for the bride.”

“That would be so much fun.”

“No.”

“Fine. How about my gold dress?”

“No.”

“My black dress?”

“Fuck no!”

“Well god dammit! What do you want me to wear then?”

“What about your purple dress?”

“I ripped it falling out of the tree, remember?”

“Grrr. What about the pink one?”

“I burnt a hole in it.”

“Luna, that one was a gift.”

“It was also an accident.”

“Go put on your yellow dress.”

“I hate that thing!”

“I know. Let me know if you need help zipping it up.”

Spy

Luna sat on the couch,

Asa peered over her shoulder.

She didn’t know he was there.

She carried on,

And continued to write in her journal.

In between lines,

She would balance her pen,

On the edge of her bottom lip.

It made him get off,

But she noticed him there.

And sucked on it like a cock.

Asa began to ignore her,

He started to read her words.

They weren’t for him to see.

She figured it out,

And slammed it shut.

Then hid it under her dress.

But Asa leaned down,

And fished it out.

Then turned and walked away.

Dear Diary

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Nervous

Alex stood nervous,

outside Luna’s door.

Curious if she was there.

He listened close,

her music played.

He raised his hand to knock.

The music stopped,

and Alex paused.

He was worried she was still mad.

He changed his mind,

and turned to leave.

Then Alex disappeared.

Luna watched,

from down the hall.

He didn’t see her there.

She wanted to stop him,

but didn’t.

Afraid that he was still mad.

Roller Derby

Alex: “Luna, what the hell are you doing?”

“I have to pee.”

“Yes, I can tell by the unfortunate hold you have on yourself. Would you please let go.”

“I seriously have to pee.”

“We’re in public, knock it off.”

“I really, really have to pee.”

“And why didn’t you think of this before you put on skates?”

“Didn’t have to go then, duh.”

“So, what are you waiting for then? Go!”

“I don’t know how to skate.”

“You what?”

“I don’t know how to skate.”

“Luna, why the hell did you drag me to a roller rink then?”

“I don’t know.”

“Let go of yourself!”

“No! Push me to the bathroom.”

“Push you? No! I don’t get paid enough to do that kind of shit.”

“Oh but I think you do, hurry please.”

“Grrrrr.”

“Pleeeeeease?”

“Fine. Let’s go.”

“Whoa, careful! Push slower.”

“Shut up.”

“Hey did that kid just point and laugh at me?”

“Yes he did Luna, keep moving.”

“Oh, hell no! He ain’t getting away with that.”

“Hey, I thought you had to pee!”

“Get back here you miserable little prick!”

Hey, I thought you couldn’t skate!”

“I’m going to kick his ass.”

“Luna, you are a fucking little liar!”

“Take that! You stupid little shit.”

“LUNA! I can’t believe you just tripped him!”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“No, of course not! Now where are you going?”

“Move it, I still have to pee.”

“Let go of yourself, god dammit!”

“No way!”

“I’ll give you a hundred dollars to fucking let go.”

“Okay! Sold. Pay up.”

“Don’t have to pee anymore?”

“No, not really. Pay up.”

“Luna, I don’t appreciate…”

“Pay up.”

*sigh*

“Thank-you sir, you’re the best! Put your skates on, okay? I’m going to take over the jukebox.  I wonder how many times this will play my favorite song over and over again. Don’t try to leave me here like you did last week at the circus, okay? I still have clown paint in places it should never grace. Anyway, I’ll be right back but I’ll be watching you sir, watching you like a hawk.”

“Luna, watch where you’re going.”

“Ouch!”

“Fucking hell.”

“Stupid pole.”