Part 1 Good Ending Bad Ending

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Context: You were with him for nearly eight years. He wore his feelings on his sleeve while you tended to be more guarded, garnering something of an 'Ice Queen' nickname. It all came to a head when his lifestyle got too dangerous, and you broke up. You wish you could get through to him that you do care... you just don't want to watch his own lifestyle kill him. He can't see it but... it might not matter anymore, regardless.

Setting: An ambulance

Tags:[M4A] Ice Queen [Tsundere Ex-Boyfriend Speaker][Kuudere Ex-Partner Listener][Break-up][Argument][Angry][Bitter][Hurt][Confession][Saving Him][Sacrifice][Crying/Regret][L-Bombs][CW: Implied Death/Drive-By Shooting/Angst]

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Note: As mentioned early in the script, all normal dialogue is them speaking in the Listener's memories. Italicized text is the present

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[Scene opens in…?]

[SFX:Faint ambulance sirens]

…Over here, please!

[SFX: Very faint, distorted ambulance alarms]

Please! Please, help them!

[SFX: Even more faint footsteps as the medics try to administer care]

[...]

Baby, help is here! It’s gonna be OK! Baby! Hey, Baby?!?!

[...]

[Note: From here, anything that is not italicized is the Listener thinking on the past. This will be interspersed between the present moving forward]

[Pause]

“Hey, baby~”.

[You pause. Or, the past you paused, as the man that would become your boyfriend leaned over the counter with a flirty smile]

[Pause?]

“Of course, I’m talking to you! You see any other beauties out here?”

[SFX: A fairly deserted gas station - exterior]

[Pause]

[The man laughs, running his hands through his hair]

“OK, OK, my flirt game isn’t great… And choosing to flirt with a stranger at a gas station probably also isn’t a great move but, hey, I’ve had a shitty day so why not try and at least have a little fun?”

[Pause?]

[His smirk wavers, uncertain]

“...You want to know why it was a shitty day?”

[Pause]

[He hesitates but lets out a sigh after a moment]

“...Had a fight with my old man. We live… different lifestyles, I guess. He’s pretty straight edge and by the book. Me? I guess the polite term would be ‘free spirit’. Man looked me in the eye and told me that ‘acting like a thug isn’t going to make you feel any less small’.”

[Pause]

“Yeah… ‘Ouch’ is what I said, too…It’s not like I’m out here dealing drugs or flashing pieces at people, you know? I get into a little mischief from time to time, but I’m not a felon for fucks sake…”

[Pause…]

“...Yeah… Yeah, I guess I can sit on the curb with you for a little while…”

[SFX: Them walking together and sitting on the cement curb]

[Pause]

“...I don’t think I’ve ever been able to open up like this to anyone, much less a stranger… Shit, the fact that you’re taking the time to talk to me is… new.”

[Pause]

“Heh… I guess I am a little shut down, yeah… Good to know that I can’t pass for a normal, happy human. Thanks for noticing?”

[You share a laugh with him]

“So… what happens now? We become lifelong besties or you lure me into your car and murder me with an ax?”

[Pause~]

“Ooh, left the ax at home! Excellent! My time has come!”

[You laugh again with him. You sat there for hours while the staff inside tried to eavesdrop. You didn’t mind, really]

[SFX: A faint heartbeat]

-no, I don’t know who would do this! I… Christ, I don’t... It was meant for me! B-But they pushed me out of the way and… and I… I told them they didn’t even-

[SFX: A faint heartbeat melting into a house club mix beat]

“Care about me? ...M-Me? Wait… Really? You… like me?”

[Pause <3]

[The him from eight years ago smiles bashfully]

“You really brought me out to this nice dance club on my birthday just to tell me you think you like me?”

[Pause]

[He laughs, cheeks red]

“Well… maybe I like you, too…”

[He turns to you and draws you into his arms]

[SFX: A louder heartbeat]

“Maybe I… Maybe I’ve been desperately in love with you since the night we met at that gas station…”

[SFX: Louder heartbeats]

[Pause... <3]

“...If you love me, too, then… will you be mine?”

[Pause!]

[He drew you into a kiss, then, and it took your breath away… In fact, it still seems so hard to]

BREATHE! BABY, PLEASE!

[SFX: Medical equipment going haywire]

W-What’s happening?! Why are the fucking machines going crazy like that?!

[...]

T…There’s a bullet in their… t-their spine? Jesus Christ, aahh… a-ah… w-what… what do I do?! What-

“CAN I do to get you to lay off of me?! Seriously, is there ANYTHING that will make you happy at this point?!”

[Pause…]

“For fuck’s sake, I just went to play Poker with the guys! You know, Poker? The card game? Doesn’t usually come preloaded with drugs and bimbos.”

[Pause]

“I am not that drunk, geeze… Can you get off of my ass for once? I’m just trying to enjoy the little time off from work I get.”

[...]

[He sighs, easing a little, back when he could ease at all]

“...I’m… I’m sorry. I know you just worry about me… But, babe, c’mon, I’m a grown man, I can take care of myself.”

[Pause]

“I…”

[He sighs again, accepting a hug]

“...I know you worry… I know… I-”.

-love you! I love you so much! A-All I could think of since we broke up was… was finding some way to win you back! Please… Please, just… Pull through this one, for me? Pretty please? I swear to you, I will find a way to become the-

[SFX: Glass shattering]

“-man you love anymore?! You know what, you’re one to fucking talk! You went from being chill and loving to nagging and totally cold around me! Always with the, ‘Your friends keep getting you into trouble’ and ‘Why do you feel like you have to prove yourself to them’, CHRIST! You wanna know why?! Cause at least they accept me for the piece of shit I am instead of flushing their fucking futures down the crapper for a ‘fixer-upper’ boyfriend that they know is NEVER GOING TO BE GOOD ENOUGH!”

[...]

“A-Ah… I… I didn’t mean to scare you, I… I just…”

[Pause!]

“Get out…? But, baby, you look like you’re having trouble breathing and I-!”

[PAUSE!!]

“FINE! YOU WANT ME GONE, I’M GONE! MAYBE YOU’LL GET LUCKY AND I’LL GET MURDERED BY THESE BOOGEYMEN YOU SEEM TO THINK I ROLL WITH, IT’LL SAVE YOU A LOT OF PROBLEMS, WON’T IT?!”

[SFX: Escalating heartbeats for a moment]

Baby-!?

“Pfft, yeah, don’t worry, you don’t have to worry about me calling you ‘baby’ anymore, seeing as you’re acting more like a different b-word as of late.”

[...]

“...Fuck, I… Jesus, I didn’t mean to be so aggressive. I’m sorry, that wasn’t-”.

-your fault! Please, this is on me! I should be paying for it, not them! F-Fucking… Arrest me! Shoot me instead! Give me that needle, I’ll put it through my heart, just please!!!

[SFX: The heartbeat slowing down]

What’s happening?!

[SFX: Slower]

Crashing?! What does that mean!? What’s happening to my baby, please, god, just tell me!

[SFX: Slower…]

PLEASE-!!!

[SFX: The heart monitor flatlining]

[...To be continued?]

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Note: I know, I’m a massive asshole. To prove it further, I’m posting this, going to bed, and hiding under the covers to dodge the comments I know will be coming ; w ;

Second note: I_have_crippling_depression.meme