This is Part IV. Part I of Humpty Dumpty is here. A slightly different version of this story was going to be the original pilot of the TV show I was working on in 2006. You can read about that story here.
ight scantily-clad and beautiful but unhappy women are doing their hair and talking. They seem to get along, sharing the same misery.
“I don’t want to do this anymore,” Alicia whispers to the Redhead.
“I never wanted to-”
“No. I mean-” Alicia stops, unable to finish what she’s about to say.
The Redhead notices a tear drop falling down Alicia’s face and wipes it away.
“I understand what you mean,” the Redhead replies sadly. She walks over to her drawer. Alicia follows her. The Redhead digs through her clothes and reaches deep down and pulls out a small vial. “I was going to use this myself, but never had the courage.”
“Thank you,” Alicia says as she looks deeply in her eyes. Alicia kisses the Redhead on the cheek and they embrace deeply.
“How long will it take?,” Alicia asks.
“One minute. The man said it won’t hurt, that, I would just collapse and it will be all over.”
Tears fall from Alicia’s lovely face.
“Oh, don’t cry dearie. Don’t let him see you cry.” The Redhead pauses. “Hurt him. Hurt him like he hurt us. Lead him on, and then take it and it will be over.”