Post by Astrid Samson on Jun 28, 2019 12:00:48 GMT -8
June 26, 2019
The scene opens up on the top floor balcony of the Venice Beach, California flat of Catriona MacKenzie. The sun was setting in the sky in the sky, leaving it with a coral and purple hue throughout the horizon. Sitting on the aforementioned balcony was of course Catriona, but she was also joined by the wife of her boyfriend (Joshua Samson, Esquire), Astrid Samson. Tensions had been bouncing around between the two women ever since the truth came out about her and Joshua. But for right now… things seem somewhat friendly as they sit on opposite lounge chairs and sip at their respective glasses of wine as a half empty bottle sat between them on a side table.
Catriona: So you seem to be in a good mood.
Astrid: Well you can thank the two Patron shots and this glass of wine.
Catriona: For the past couple of days you have been in a pretty good mood. And especially so today. What’s going on?
Astrid: To be quite frank Catriona… how I’m feeling is none of your business.
Catriona: I’m your assistant and it is my job to know how you are feeling. Not to mention…
Astrid holds up her right pointer finger to pause Catriona before she raises the glass up to her lips with the left, taking a big sip before letting the fermented liquid slide down her throat.
Astrid: No… you do not bring him up right now because I am really trying to keep it together right now.
Catriona: But you cannae know what I was about to say.
Astrid: Oh I do. I know exactly what you want to talk about and what you were just about to say. You forget that I am an attorney in addition to a wrestler. So therefore I am able to read tells. Besides, you’ve been trying to talk to me about the same damn thing for weeks now and I’m just… I’m not in the mood to talk about.
Catriona: Is that why you didn’t meet me at the Cheesecake Factory? I waited there for you both nights since you never gave me an answer on when you wanted to meet up there. I was willing to buy you dinner and cheesecake… still am matter of fact.
Astrid: It was a show weekend and I had a lot of things I had to do in preparation for the taping. I can’t just drop whatever I’m doing and come running.
Catriona: But you were in Dana Point with Jos…
Astrid: Not all preparations for a show mean that I am going to be out and about and stuff like that. Sometimes it means that I stay in, meditate, do some yoga… whatever I feel like I need to do to get ready both physically and mentally. But you’re still very green in this business and so you don’t really know what it takes.
Catriona: Wow… that’s a little harsh don’t you think?
Astrid: Not really. Especially when my husband’s mistress, who is someone I thought I was developing feelings for, is the person I am talking to.
Catriona: I have been trying to apologize to you for weeks and you are too stubborn to accept it.
Astrid: No… no I am not and do you want to know why? Because you hurt me… you hurt me so bad that it still pains me whenever I see your face or hear your name. And that is a fucking lot given the cirumstances that you’re over almost every night and I have to see your plump lips and sexy tattooed body parts every weekday at the office. You can’t realize how hard it is for me.
Catriona: What is hard for you?
Astrid: Seeing you there… almost every moment of every day. After all we talked about… after all we did… you still proceeded to lie to my face. You told me that there was nothing going on between you and Josh. I feel as used as a public toilet. I feel like you lied lied to me for your own personal gain. I feel like you used me for sex and to occupy your time while Josh was off with others.
Catriona: I didn’t mean for any of the hurt I’ve caused you to happen. And to be honest, I really started to develop feelings for you too. I love you Astrid… and it took seeing you cry at the hospital when you found out the truth to make me realize that. I cannae fathom how I managed to fall in love with you and with Joshua but I have. It has been tearing me up inside the way I treated you… even worse when the three of us…
Catriona takes a break from speaking to sigh deeply, raising her glass of wine up to her lips before chugging the remnants before she pours herself another glass.
Catriona: I like it when we’re together… the three of us. I know that it was hard for you most of the time… but today has gone pretty smoothly.
Astrid: I’m trying my best to help Joshua through this. I know he’s having a really hard time ever since the attack… even though he doesn’t want to admit it. And if us getting along does that… then I’ll do whatever it takes. I love that man to the ends of the earth and I will do anything to make him feel better.
Catriona: So are you only doing it for Josh’s happiness?
Astrid: No… I’m doing it for my own too. Him happy means I’m happy and me happy means he’s happy. We are a married couple and we know what makes each other happy. And you… you make him happy. I was trying to ignore my feelings because I was hurt but now that everything's out in the open… it feels as though a tremendous weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
Catriona: To be honest… I am feeling the same thing too. I’m also happy that you’ve forgiven…
Astrid turns her head, diverting her attention away from the sunset to look straight into Catriona’s green eyes with her icey blue ones.
Astrid: We’re not quite there… not yet. But I do accept your apology. It is going to take some time before I am able to fully forgive you though.
Astrid grabs the bottle of wine and switches out her empty glass for the green glass bottle.
Astrid: Fuck, I think we’re going to need soemthing stronger and soon. I have a feeling that this is going to be a repeat of Vegas… minus the Bunny Ranch. Maybe when we’re all sober we can talk about you moving closer to Brentwood… and getting you a car. You’re probably paying out the ass to Uber.
Catriona: Well yeah… a car would help a lot. I’ve been looking for something closer but it’s all way out of my budget.
Astrid: I guess we can talk to Josh about it when he’s not three sheets to the wind and thinking that there are stairs in this apartment.
Catriona: It’s not the only thing that we have to tell him. He deserves to know the truth about us.
Astrid: Yeah, I know we do. You know it’s probably going to tear him to shreds… but he has to know. And it has to be me that tells him.
Catriona reaches over and puts her hand on Astrid’s arm as the blonde takes a very large swig from the bottle of wine, finishing it off.
Catriona: We should both tell him.
Astrid: No… it has to be me. I can’t tell you why, but I know that it has to be me.
The two women look into each others eyes again, knowing that it will probably be the hardest thing that Astrid has had to ever has to do. But this tender moment is slightly interrupted as Joshua Samson, only dressed in baby blue boxer shorts, comes stumbling out onto the balcony, bottle of Patron in one hand and a glass of cognac in the other.
Samson: Whaz the hellz gon on out hur?!
He somehow manages to make his way around and take a seat on the end of Astrid’s chair, causing her to pull her feet up closer towards her body. Resting his arm on his wife’s knees, he looks into her eyes and then over at Catriona.
Astrid: We are having a discussion… girl talk if you must know. I know you don’t like hearing talks about that kind of thing.
Catriona: Yes babe… it’s all good in the hood as I’ve heard a couple of people say.
Samson: You...two…
He hands the tequila bottle to Astrid.
Samson: (drunken slur) You two should really kiss. Yeah, I think...I think...that will break the tension between you two. Matter of fact...kiss me...then kiss...kiss each other.
Astrid: Oh really now?
Catriona: You think that will work. I just think you want to see two hot girls makeout.
Astrid: I would have to agree.
Samson: (drunken slur) Pffftttt...I have..I have porn for that. I just...I just wanna….just wanna...see the two women that I love with all my hearts...I mean heart come together in harmony.
Astrid sits up, crossing her legs in front of her body as she holds onto the tequila.
Astrid: Well if that’s what you want…
Catriona gets up from her chair and sits on the other side of Joshua.
Catriona: Then I guess we should oblige.
Astrid smirks as she kisses Joshua on the cheek at the exact same time as Catriona. Catriona then reaches over and caresses the side of Astrid’s face. As the two look at each other they knew that this was a way they could express their feelings for one another. Slowly they each lean in, crossing over in front of the man they both love and deeply care for, until their faces are mere millimeters away from the other. Astrid uses her hand to brush some of Catriona’s hair out of her face before the two press their lips together, a flood of emotions taking over her small frame until they manage to pull themselves apart.
Astrid: Well Mr. Samson… I hope that you are satisfied.
Catriona: Now… I think that we need shots.
Astrid: Pfft! Who needs a glass when you can drink straight from the bottle?
Astrid smiles and winks before the bottle of Patron touches her lips and the tequila fills her mouth. She passes it off to Catriona who does the same.
Astrid: If this keeps up and more alcohol is consumed, we’re going to have a repeat of that one night in Vegas.
Catriona: Party of three!
Catriona clinks the bottle against Joshua’s cognac as Astrid clinks the wine bottle, each woman having an arm wrapped behind Joshua’s back.
Astrid: To party of three.
Samson: Salud!
Astrid and Catriona are all smiles as everyone takes a sip from whatever bottle or glass they were holding at that time, their inhibitions fading more and more away with each sip. The scene moves to their backs and we can see Astrid’s and Catriona’s fingers are locked together, their thumbs hooked in the band of Joshua’s boxers. They all start to laugh as the scene slowly fades away to nothing but a black abyss.
