The Girl Next Door

Chapter 35

ON THE SCREEN:
Y/n and Beyoncé fall onto her bed. She crawls on top of her, rips off her shirt, kisses her breasts. She moans.
The blood drains from Jay's face.

Beyoncé: Jay , please, stop it --
But he continues watching, his expression wooden. SEX NOISES mount in volume and intensity, filling every corner of the room.

Beyoncé : Stop the damn video Jay!!!
She slams the laptop shut and sends it crashing to the floor. Jay stands there, stunned.

Beyoncé :It was a mistake --

Jay :All this time ...

Beyoncé: It was only once. While we were
separated.

Jay: Jesus ... You let me quit my job... move back in ...

Beyoncé: I tried to tell you. So many
times, I --

Jay: You let me think we were starting
over.

Beyoncé :We were.

Jay: Starting over means being honest!
I may have done a really shitty thing, but I came clean. From day one, I took complete responsibility.

Beyoncé: Yeah, after you cheated on me!
Good point, but Jay doesn't even hear her.

Jay: And your god damn sanctimonious
attitude. Judging me. While here you are fucking the kid next door!

Beyoncé : she is no kid

Jay: She's seventeen years old! She's
your student! Christ, you could go to prison for this. Did you even think of that?

Beyoncé: He's a predator, Jay . And I'm not the first one she's targeted. She was involved with a teacher from her other school. And I think she killed her.

Jay :That's ridiculous.
He heads for the door, leaving his Blackberry behind Beyoncé follows, her hysteria growing.

Beyoncé :Where are you going?

Jay : To find Blue.

Beyoncé : I'm coming with you.

Jay: No you're not. You've done enough.
He goes out, slamming the door behind him. Tears falling down her cheeks, she watches Jay's car pull away.
Beyoncé takes off her coat and opens the closet door to hang it up. And that's when she sees it.
Hanging on the empty coat hook is Beyoncé's BURBERRY HAT AND SCARF that Kelly wore when acting as a decoy the day before.
A note pinned to it says: "THE GREATEST GRIEFS ARE THOSE WE CAUSE OURSELVES. SOPHOCLES, OEDIPUS THE KING."

Beyoncé drives, her cell phone to her ear.
Kelly's VOICE (V.O.) I'm busy, you're busy. Leave your number and we'll get busy together.

Beyoncé: Kelly , I need to know you're okay.
Beyoncé waits for an answer but there's only silence. She throws down her phone and steps on the gas.
She screeches into Kelly's driveway, her headlights illuminating her own SUV just where Kelly parked it last. Beyoncé jumps out and hurries toward the dark house.