Episode Twelve « The Caliente Affairs
Act 3: Passions Of The Pleasants
“I’m sorry I kind of overdid the pancakes.” Angela Pleasant apologised. She had been cooking breakfast for her parents almost all week. She’d also been doing all the household chores, buying groceries, and keeping up to date with her homework, as well as helping Lilith with hers. She hoped all of this would show Daniel and Mary-Sue just how mature she was, and that they’d finally give her an answer about whether or not she could go travelling for a year after she graduated.
“We both agree that your decision to not go to University, although a little risky, is perfectly acceptable when taken into account how much you’re going to be learning out in the real world. So, you have our blessing.”
“Oh! It’s just, you’re so grown up.” Mary-Sue said, as Angela broke out into a little dance of joy.
“Never mind. I just know that whatever you do with your future you’re going to make me so proud.” Mary-Sue turned away and desperately tried to hide the tears falling from her eyes.
“You won’t regret it, daddy, I will make you and mum proud.” Angela said, as she heard a knock at the front door.
Angela was surprised to see her boyfriend Dustin Broke was at the door. They had already exchanged presents and Angela had wanted some time apart to sort out her feelings regarding Dustin. She loved him, so very much, but she didn’t want that to stop her from following her dream of travelling outside Pleasantview. She didn’t want to force Dustin into a long distance relationship either, and she couldn’t bear the thought of breaking up before she left in six months time, she wasn’t even sure that six months down the line she could bring herself to leave Dustin. But now her parents had said yes and everything was official, Angela knew what she had to do.
“What are you doing here?”
“No, no stuff. We need to talk.” Angela said monotonously, as she motioned for Dustin to follow her outside.
It was a typical Pleasantview winter, not a cloud in the sky! This is what Angela was talking about, she couldn’t believe that only once in her life had she seen snow. She imagined the sights she’d see outside Pleasantview, but her thoughts were short lived as Dustin joined her.
“Stop!” Angela blurted out and backed away. She couldn’t bear lying to Dustin anymore.
“And I love you too.” Dustin interrupted her.
“What! You’re family’s moving?”
“Oh! Sure, easy for you maybe. A good excuse to get away and start a new life with some new guy.” Dustin suggested.
“Don’t yell!” Angela cried, as she tried to make Dustin understand why she was doing what she was doing. “I know that six more months of being with you would just make this even harder. I know I couldn’t do it, and I wouldn’t. I’d stay here, and yes we’d be together, but deep down a part of me would always regret not being true to myself. And I don’t want us to be like that – even if that means we can only be friends. So I’m doing the right thing; and I understand you might not see that right now, but I know that, given some time, you’ll agree.”
“Sure, after girl number four, I think I’ll definitely be seeing the upside of breaking up.” Dustin cruelly suggested.
“Then, I’m sorry. I’m sorry you feel as if our years together have been a waste of time.”
Dustin couldn’t see Angela’s logic about breaking up, all he knew was that he loved Angela and wanted to be with her no matter what. He felt foolish, he did feel as if the whole of their relationship had been a waste of time if Angela had had this planned all along. He knew there must be more to the story… What if Angela has met someone else – a mysterious, exotic man who lured her in with promises of excitement and travel? Dustin thought it was surely tempting; a life he could never offer Angela. Maybe they were better of apart – no-one had ever thought it would last to begin with. So that was it, he thought, we’re broken up. His most meaningful relationship had shattered into a million pieces in front of his eyes. But he couldn’t mourn. Instead, he hungered for revenge. He wanted to tear Angela’s heart apart just like she had done to him. He knew it was an empty threat, in the back of his mind. He would get home and find some solitude in his concrete shell of a room. If only he had made it straight there…
Instead of bumping into Lilith. Lilith; Angela’s twin sister. Angela had warned Dustin that her sister appeared to have a crush on him. And now he saw just what she was talking about. The look in her eyes when she touched his hand and apologised for what her sister had just done was full of such compassion and admiration – the same look he used to get from Angela.
This time Dustin completed the action and interlocked his fingers with Lilith’s. “What would you do? If you and me were… together.” Dustin dangerously suggested. In a few seconds, Lilith’s face had turned a deep shade of red, as she dared to think about Dustin’s question.
Moving closer to Lilith’s body, Dustin seized his chance for revenge. He could hear Angela coming into the kitchen, and Lilith was too wrapped up in Dustin to realise that her sister was approaching.
Reeling from her break-up and still wiping the tears from her eyes, Angela wasn’t emotionally ready for the sight that she stumbled upon. Her sister in the arms of her ex-boyfriend – gazing into each others eyes.
As Lilith gently guided Dustin’s chin away from her face, she could see that he was really hurt by her sisters rejection. Despite wanting to badly kiss Dustin, she just smiled and stroked his face.
“Thanks, I’m feeling a lot better now.” Dustin replied to a clueless Lilith, who showed him out of the house. Behind them, Angela silently ran upstairs. Although Lilith didn’t kiss him, Dustin’s revenge was complete. But as he left the Pleasant house, he began to wonder if he had gone too far. No, he said to himself, desperately trying to grasp the feelings of rejection that Angela had cruelly inflicted upon him. But he couldn’t – and that made him feel even worse than Angela had done. He didn’t like feeling this way; he didn’t want to feel anything, he just wanted to cut himself off from reality before he collapsed into a stream of his own tears. Trying to calm down, Dustin breathed slowly and turned around. He wasn’t going home – not just yet. He couldn’t stand the thought of being trapped in his room with only himself for company. Walking in the opposite direction, Dustin smiled, as he knew that soon he’d feel calmer.