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| Tag Match against Jason & Justine; RP 42 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 12 2006, 10:19 PM (35 Views) | |
| Angel | Oct 12 2006, 10:19 PM Post #1 |
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[dohtml] <p align="center"><font color="#808080">> Scene opens with Angel sitting in Ethan's kitchen. Angel is looking over wedding magazines and books. Angel then pauses from looking and starts to write in a notebook that she has on the table beside her. Angel sighs softly as she writes. Her cell phone rings and she answers it. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"> <b>Angel:</b> Hello?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel smirks and nods, writing more on the notebook. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"> <b>Angel:</b> Yes.. I got it.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel nods and writes some more down. Ethan enters and leans against the door frame, her back to him as he watches her. Angel pauses in writing to roll her one shoulder and then continues. Angel nods a bit and chuckles. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel:</b> Ok. Anything else? </font></p> </font><font color="#808080"> <p align="center">> Angel sets her pen down and nods. <</font></p> </font> <p align="center"><font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b> Love ya too Gino. Bye.</font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#808080">> Angel hangs up and sets her cell phone down. Ethan sneaks up behind her and places his hands on her shoulders, Angel smiles. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <left><font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Hey hun...</font></left></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Ethan smiles and leans down and kisses the top of her head. Then he starts to massage her shoulders.. Angel closes her eyes, smiling softly. </font><</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b>Why are you so good to me?</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel smirks slightly.</font> <</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> You've earned it. </p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> </font>Angel nods as Ethan continues to massage her shoulders.<</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> And I love you.</p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel blushes slightly and then bites her lower lip.</font> <</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b>I love you too. Man. I am about to tell Gino to plan his own wedding. I am sick of talking to caterers who have no idea what I am talking about.</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Ethan chuckles, then slowly stops massaging her shoulders. Angel opens her eyes.</font> <</font><left></left></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Thanks hun.</font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> Anytime. How much you have done?</p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Damn near everything. I just have to confirm the DJ and submit the guest list.</font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> When is the wedding again?</p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> The thirtieth of this month. </font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> So soon?</p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel nods. </font> <</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Yeah. You coming to it with me? Or you gonna hang back here?</font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> I'm going. I'd love to meet the rest of your family.</p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Sweet. Trust me... my dad is no longer pissed at you.</font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> Oh, I wasn't worried about that Angel.</p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> I know. I was just letting you know. </font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Ethan nods and walks over to the fridge, gets a drink. </font> <</font><left></left></font></p> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> I'm going to go back to watching Jason's past matches. </p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b>Ok hun. I'll be in shortly.</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Ethan winks to her and walks towards the door. Angel goes back to working on the wedding plans. Ethan pauses at the door to watch her. Ethan smiles and then continues to the living room.</font> Angel looks towards the TV and see's Justine's message to her. Angel then looks towards the camera.<</font><left></left></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel:</b> You know Justine. I never once pushed Ethan to do anything. Ethan is a grown man. He can do whatever he wants. You are just pissed because he is finally with someone who treats him like an adult. I am not afraid to leave town and go back to my home in Pittsburgh while Ethan stays here. I trust him. You obviously didn't. As for you asking to come back home. This isn't your home any more Justine. If it was you would still be here. I seem to recall Ethan telling me that he never wanted me to leave. Has he told you that lately? No. He has kept pushing you away. The emotion you see in his eyes is not love for you. It is him questioning himself. Wondering why it took him so long to realize that you and him were not going to last forever. </font></p> </font><font color="#808080"> <p align="center">> Angel stands and moves to the fridge, getting herself a cold beverage. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel:</b> Justine, When he said he would always love you. At the time, he thought he would. It happens. I have been in relationships where a man said he would always love me. Guess what. One of those men who said that to me is now married to someone else. He is very happy with her. I am happy for them both. As you should be happy for Ethan. I know that if he were to ever break up with me. I would wish him the best of luck and leave him alone. Not push the issue like you are doing now. I mean I can see why you can't let go of Ethan. He is a caring man, very loving. I am lucky to have him by my side. Infact I still wonder if this is all a dream. If that tomorrow I will wake up and be in Pittsburgh, alone and cold. No one there but my dreams. I guess only time will tell me if I am dreaming or not.</font></p> </font> <p align="center"><font color="#808080">> Angel moves back to the table and sits back down. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel:</b> Justine.. Ethan can look at you all he wants. I do not care. You are the one who keeps pushing yourself onto him and getting pushed away. You are pathetic. You just can't seem to take "<b>No</b>" for an answer. You can call me a bitch all you want. I do not care. Words do not hurt me. In time Justine you will learn that. Maybe. The bike I got Ethan was not cheap. I told Jesse when I contacted him about the bike that money was not a problem. Ethan being happy was all I was worried about. I know how much he loves Batman. I knew he would love the bike. Guess what. He loves the bike almost as much as he loves me. </font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#808080">> Angel smirks and sips her drink, putting all the books and such away. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel: </b>Justine allow me to correct you on a few things.<b> </b>You want to say I screwed up Jason and Ethan's lives? No Justine. I did no such thing. You did by allowing Jason into Ethan's hotel room. I honestly hope that Jason and Ethan can work things out and be friends again. I even hope for you and Ethan to be friends again. That way I don't have to see the man I love angry around you two. </font></p> </font> <p align="center"><font color="#808080">> Ethan's voice comes from the living room, calling out to Angel. <</font></p> </font> <p align="center"> <b>Ethan:</b> Angel... you almost done hun?</p> <font color="#808080"> <p align="center"> > Angel calls back to him. </font> <<left></left></font></p> </font> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel:</b> Yeah. Dealing with Justine right now!</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel looks back to the camera.</font> <</font><left></left></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC3300" ><b>Angel:</b> You see Justine. Once again Ethan wants me near him. Not you. Why don't you face the fact that I am not going any where any time soon. Unless Ethan decides that he wants me gone. You can try to eliminate me from the equation all you want Justine. What it boils down to is whether or not Ethan wants me gone. Ethan may not love me as much as he once loved you. That is one thing you may be correct about. . I have never loved anyone as much as I love Ethan. I am not sure what my life would be like without Ethan. I don't want to find out. I only know that I will be happy and content as long as he will have me here with him. Another fact is... I am with him. I am loving him and I am being loved by him. You aren't. You are standing there crying your eyes out for pitty. That may do the trick. You may actually get Ethan to pitty you. If you will excuse me I am off to join my beloved.</font></p> </font> <p align="center"> <font color="#808080">> Angel rises and moves to join Ethan as the scene soon fades out to black. <</font></p>[/dohtml] |
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