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Yellow Dress, Act 2, Scene 6: Seppuku
🕑 Added 2022-10-17 16:10:34 +0000 UTCContent Warning: Rape, Violence
(The Locker Room at the top of the tower.
Sean sits drained in the corner of the room.
He is alone.
Not for long though.
The light flickers and suddenly The Man is in the room.
Or is it Seth? It’s hard to tell at this point.)
Sean:
Where were you?
Seth/The Man:
Taking care of business.
Sean:
How come I don’t remember you leaving?
It’s like one second I’m telling you a story.
I’m remembering a story, so vividly...
It’s like he’s standing right there.
And the next thing I know
I’m sitting in the corner of the room...
All alone...
For what seems like hours...
And I can’t move.
For whatever reason, when you’re not here,
Time seems to stop.
Seth/The Man:
Because it wasn’t your time to perform.
Sean:
But what does that mean?
Perform what?
This place isn’t really a locker room, is it?
I’ve had some time to think.
This room is meant to hurt me.
That’s why it brings me back to that place
The Man/Seth:
Why don’t you tell me about that?
What happened in the locker room?
Sean:
So a few weeks after I told Cody I was gay,
I started dropping hints that I was into him.
And...
I swear to god; the guy was into me too.
Like he would flirt with me,
Give me looks in class and in the hall.
His hand would linger on my shoulder
Just a little too long.
So really, I was just flirting back.
Sent him suggestive texts.
Shared a bit too much information
about my personal preferences in the bedroom.
Gave him all the little hints
that said: Dude. I get it.
You’re gay too.
I’m into you.
You’re into me.
Fuck what everyone else is gonna think.
Let’s get together.”
All without actually saying anything
But I guess it all backfired.
Because all of a sudden-
Nothing.
Radio Silence.
The dude wouldn’t look at me in class.
Wouldn’t answer my Texts.
Wouldn't answer my calls.
Wouldn’t come to the door
when I came to his house.
His douchebag father telling me
To get lost. Saying he doesn’t
Want his son to waste his time
On anymore artsy shit.
So one day I decided to follow him
Where he couldn’t run away.
I knew he always worked out alone
For Two Hours
On days he didn’t have practice.
So I waited in the lock room to catch him alone.
(Enter Cody, In nothing but a towel.
He goes to a locker and begins to get dressed.
He dresses as the scene progresses.)
Cody:
The fuck you doin’ in here?
You shouldn’t be in here.
You want Seth to kick your ass again?
Sean:
Look I don’t care about Seth.
I’ve been trying to call you.
Cody:
I know.
Sean:
Then why don’t you ever answer?
Cody:
I can’t give you what you want, Sean.
Sean:
And what do I want, exactly?
Cody:
Come on, dude.
You think I don’t know when
someone's hitting on me?
Sean:
Like you haven’t been leading me on this entire time.
You’re the one that kept
Pressuring me to come out.
You’re the one who told me
To be my true self.
But you haven’t Cody.
You straight up told me
That there are things you’ve been
hiding about yourself.
Is one of those things the fact that your gay, Cody?
It’s not fair for me to be
Stranded outside of the closet
Shivering and naked and alone
While you continue to hole up in there
Where it’s safe and warm.
Cody:
Look, it’s easy for you.
You have a mom that’s supportive
And a Dad that’s not around.
- And believe me, sometimes that’s for the better.
If I step a toe out of line, I’m dead.
You got that? Dead.
(From off stage, there’s a voice.)
Daddy:
Cody! I know you’re in there!
Hurry the fuck up.
Cody:
I gotta get going.
Do yourself a favor
And get outta here before Seth sees you.
Or don’t and get yourself pummeled.
I won’t be there to rescue you.
(Cody exits.
Suddenly the Man is in nothing
but a towel and sunglasses.
He is now fully and completely Seth.)
Seth:
Fuck you doin’ here faggot?
Sean:
Seth, I...
I was just leaving.
(Sean goes to leave, and Seth steps in the way.)
Seth:
Whoa!
Slow your roll, girlfriend.
The fuck was I just hearing?
You and Cody havin’
A Lovers’ Quarrel or some shit?
Sean:
No, I... Um...
It was a mistake.
All in my head.
I misread the signs.
Just leave Cody outta this.
Seth:
So I was right, wasn’t I?
You are queer.
Sean:
Please just let me go.
I won’t look at you or Cody again.
I won’t come near here, I promise.
Seth:
And yet you can’t stop staring at me.
My eyes are up here, pipsqueak.
Tell me something, faggot.
Do you like what you see
I asked you a question.
Do
You
Like
What
You
See?
Does the sight of me naked make you hard?
Do you think of me when you jerk off?
Do you fantasize about me fucking you?
ANSWER ME.
Sean:
Yes. Yes, I do.
(Seth drops his towel.)
Seth:
Suck my dick, faggot.
And maybe I won’t kill you.
Sean;
What?
(Seth walks right up to Sean and kisses him.)
Seth:
You heard me.
(He pushes Sean to his knees.
Sean starts to give him head.)
Seth:
Deeper.
(Seth grabs Sean’s head and holds it down.)
Seth:
Faster.
(He begins thrusting.
Sean chokes.
He tries to pull off.
Seth tightens his grip.)
Seth:
Watch the teeth.
'
(He climaxes and pushes Sean off him.
Sean coughs and gags.)
Sean:
You
You shouldn’t have...
You shoulda just let me go.
Seth:
SHUT UP!
(Seth starts hyperventilating.)
The fuck did you make me do!
Sean:
I didn’t make you do anything.
You’re the one who-
(Seth pulls a pocket knife
Out of thin air
And stabs Sean in the gut.)
