Day 17 on Survivor Island
(A panting, sweating Brady Black is close to the perimeter of the Tribe Epojetahwe camp. He is trying desperately to run but his tiny canes aren't moving fast enough.)
Brady: (yelling) Belle...Belle, where are you?? Mom? Mom are you out there? SHIT! Why can't I get over to the other side of the island? That slut Marlena had to go break the rules and make it harder on everyone else. Damnit! Who the hell told my father about what I did to Marlena? Must have been that bitch Laura. *She's* the psycho! Not me!! It was just a joke.
(Trying to convince himself) Why should I be scared, though? My father will give me a chance to explain. I'm a cripple! He wouldn't hit his handicapped son. Plus he feels too guilty for not being there for me when I was a kid. And for letting his *whore* raise me and not telling me about my *real* mother. It's all that tramp Marlena's fault....
(Brady turns to see John coming toward him. His father's fists are clenched, the rage in his eyes unlike anything Brady has ever seen.)
Brady: (in a voice squeakier than Belle's) Hey Dad, I can explain, really....(as sheer terror causes Brady to wet himself) ......confessed by Brady Black at 1:00 AM
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John Black *Confessional*
(John has never been angrier. He still can't believe that his son, God he hates to admit that this monster is his son, could hurt the only woman he had ever really loved. He grabs Brady by the collar.)
John: What do you have to say for yourself Boy??? You better make it good because I am a few seconds from giving you the thrashing you should have gotten a long time ago. What is that smell? You have wet yourself? Damn! (He lets Brady go)
Brady: Why do you always take her side? You even took her side when I asked you did I look better in the conference room dress?
John: I don't want to ever hear about that again. I still can't believe what I walked in on. Marlena told you that purple wasn't your shade. Is that the real reaon you hate her?
Brady: Yes, Goddammit, yes. Why can't I be beautiful like Marlena? Dad, I think Carl is intersted in another guy. If I lose him, I wouldn't be able to go on Jerry Springer. You know that has been my lifelong dream.
John: I don't want to talk about this anymore. What I do want to talk about is Marlena.
Brady: I don't want to talk about that whore.
(John backhands him. He is furious.)
John: I am warning you boy. You had better keep your trap shut. Now I am going to tell you the truth. Do you think you can handle it?
Brady: Waahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
John: What are you crying about now??
Brady: You know how I feel about Tom Cruise.
(John is losing patience)
John: Listen up. I loved your mother. I did. I don't want even a snot like you to think that your parents didn't love each other. But you wll understand that Marlena, your mother, did everything in her power to let me be happy with Isabella. She gave me up in Mexico. I thought I would die. I event went to see her on the day you, Isabella, and I left for Italy after our wedding. I almost told her how I felt that day. She gave me up because she thought that wsa the best thing. I didn't want it. But Marlena always tries to do what is. Is any of this getting through to you boy??? I am grateful that Isabella was in my life, but Marlena is the only woman who completes me. Maybe you will find that some day too. (John is quieter now. He has lost his rage.) So, I want to hear that you have apologized to Mralena. If I don't hear that, Brady, you aren't going to be happy. Do you understand?
(Brady leaves)
John: Now it is time to go find Marlena again.confessed by John Black at 8:24 AM
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