Debra parker her car in front of Beth’s motel room. She stared out of the windshield, feeling Mike’s eyes on her.
“You let her sleep here? Why not in your hotel room? You gave her the keys” he said.
“I wasn’t going to send her back there, with you around” Deb snapped.
Infuriated with Beth’s lies and Deb’s incompetence of seeing her sister for who she really was, Mike unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.
He walked around the vehicle and opened Deb’s door, but it wasn’t out of courtesy. He just wanted Deb to hurry up, so he could prove to her that he was trustworthy.
“Come on” he said apologetic, once she was out of the car. He should know better than to work his anger out on Deb, but of all the people Beth could’ve turned against him, she’d had to pick the one person that mattered most to him.
“Are you coming?” Deb asked hesitating.
Mike shook his head distracted and joined Deb at the front door. “You do the honors” he said and Deb knocked on the door.
Scarcely six seconds later the door was opened. In the first instance Beth seemed happy to see Deb, but a fraction of a second later she noticed Mike and wanted to shut the door again.
Mike stuck out his hand and stopped her. “Oh no, you don’t”
Beth turned to Debra. “How can you bring him here? After what he did to me?” she panicked.
“After what I did to you?” Mike echoed. “Tell me, Beth, exactly what is it that I did to you?”
Beth looked from Deb to Mike. “You touched me” she said weak. “Debbie, he touched me. You have to believe me. He grabbed my shoulders and…”
“Because I was drunk!” Mike yelled defensive. Beth started crying, but that only made Mike angrier. “There are not many things that will literally knock me off my feet, but vodka would do the trick”
Debra looked up at Beth. “Did you give him vodka?”
Beth frowned. “I was trying to be a good host”
Deb sighed. “I think this is all one big misunderstanding” she said. “Beth, if you let us in, we can talk about it and set it straight. I’m sure Mike meant no harm”
Beth bent her head defeated. How could she have ever believed Deb was still the loyal sister she had been in the eighties? Deb would always choose anyone over her own family.
“You’re right” she eventually said, when she was certain her voice was free from any bitterness. “God, I feel so stupid. Why don’t you come inside? You can both sleep here and then I’ll make breakfast in the morning”
“Don’t bother” Mike replied harsh. “Not for me, anyway. I’m out of here”
“Then take these” Deb said, offering her car keys to make. He narrowed his eyes and Deb explained: “I’m going to stay here. My sister needs me”
Mike accepted the keys, but didn’t leave just yet. He waited for an apology, rather from Deb than from Beth, but when it was clear he wasn’t going to get one, he turned around and walked away.
“You let her sleep here? Why not in your hotel room? You gave her the keys” he said.
“I wasn’t going to send her back there, with you around” Deb snapped.
Infuriated with Beth’s lies and Deb’s incompetence of seeing her sister for who she really was, Mike unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.
He walked around the vehicle and opened Deb’s door, but it wasn’t out of courtesy. He just wanted Deb to hurry up, so he could prove to her that he was trustworthy.
“Come on” he said apologetic, once she was out of the car. He should know better than to work his anger out on Deb, but of all the people Beth could’ve turned against him, she’d had to pick the one person that mattered most to him.
“Are you coming?” Deb asked hesitating.
Mike shook his head distracted and joined Deb at the front door. “You do the honors” he said and Deb knocked on the door.
Scarcely six seconds later the door was opened. In the first instance Beth seemed happy to see Deb, but a fraction of a second later she noticed Mike and wanted to shut the door again.
Mike stuck out his hand and stopped her. “Oh no, you don’t”
Beth turned to Debra. “How can you bring him here? After what he did to me?” she panicked.
“After what I did to you?” Mike echoed. “Tell me, Beth, exactly what is it that I did to you?”
Beth looked from Deb to Mike. “You touched me” she said weak. “Debbie, he touched me. You have to believe me. He grabbed my shoulders and…”
“Because I was drunk!” Mike yelled defensive. Beth started crying, but that only made Mike angrier. “There are not many things that will literally knock me off my feet, but vodka would do the trick”
Debra looked up at Beth. “Did you give him vodka?”
Beth frowned. “I was trying to be a good host”
Deb sighed. “I think this is all one big misunderstanding” she said. “Beth, if you let us in, we can talk about it and set it straight. I’m sure Mike meant no harm”
Beth bent her head defeated. How could she have ever believed Deb was still the loyal sister she had been in the eighties? Deb would always choose anyone over her own family.
“You’re right” she eventually said, when she was certain her voice was free from any bitterness. “God, I feel so stupid. Why don’t you come inside? You can both sleep here and then I’ll make breakfast in the morning”
“Don’t bother” Mike replied harsh. “Not for me, anyway. I’m out of here”
“Then take these” Deb said, offering her car keys to make. He narrowed his eyes and Deb explained: “I’m going to stay here. My sister needs me”
Mike accepted the keys, but didn’t leave just yet. He waited for an apology, rather from Deb than from Beth, but when it was clear he wasn’t going to get one, he turned around and walked away.