Monday, June 9, 2014

Leaving Rhode Island: Tampa

(DEREK and CHRISTINA at a diner.)

DEREK:  So what are you saying?

CHRISTINA:  I’m not saying that we’re not engaged anymore.

DEREK:  Okay.

CHRISTINA:  I’m definitely not saying that.

DEREK:  Okay.

CHRISTINA:  The thing is—

DEREK:  Yeah?

CHRISTINA:  While we were—engaged—I mean, with you living in Florida and everything—

DEREK:  Yes?

CHRISTINA:  I may have…had a baby.

DEREK:  What?

CHRISTINA:  It’s a really crazy story.

DEREK:  Okay.

                (A moment.)

Are you going to tell it to me?

CHRISTINA:  Oh, you want to hear it?

DEREK:  Well, yeah.

CHRISTINA:  Oh okay.  I just figured you’d get mad and storm out.

DEREK:  So I am going to get mad when I hear the story?

CHRISTINA:  Well yeah, I mean, I had a baby and didn’t tell you.  I would hope you’d get mad.  Otherwise, you’re like a robot or something.

DEREK:  I thought maybe there was a misunderstanding or—

CHRISTINA:  I mean, there was.  Kind of.  Like, if a misunderstanding could be that I slept with some guy and got pregnant, then yeah, it was totally a misunderstanding.

DEREK:  Nope, I don’t think that qualifies.

CHRISTINA:  I’m so sorry.

DEREK:  When did this happen?

CHRISTINA:  Like, right after you got exiled.

DEREK:  So the kid is—

CHRISTINA:  Going to be four.

DEREK:  You’ve been hiding that all this time?

CHRISTINA:  Would it make you feel better if I told you I named the baby after you?

DEREK:  It’s a boy?

CHRISTINA:  No.

DEREK:  You named a girl Derek?

CHRISTINA:  Yeah, like Bo Derek.

DEREK:  Derek is her last name.

CHRISTINA:  No, Derek is her first name.  She has my last name.  I couldn’t give her the father’s last name because I didn’t, exactly, know it.

DEREK:  Christina!

CHRISTINA:  Look, I’m being honest here.

DEREK:  So?

CHRISTINA:  So—does that get me anywhere?

DEREK:  No!

CHRISTINA:  Well, geez.  No wonder people lie about stuff like this.

DEREK:  You did lie!  For years!

CHRISTINA:  By omission.

DEREK:  That’s still lying.

CHRISTINA:  Only if you—Yeah, okay.  I guess it is.

DEREK: So that little girl you were nanny-ing for?

CHRISTINA:  Yeah, that's Derek.

DEREK:  So you're not a nanny?

CHRISTINA:  I mean, I nanny her, it's just that I'm also her mother.

DEREK:  But what do you do for a living?

CHRISTINA:  You mean like a job?

DEREK:  Yes.

CHRISTINA:  Oh, I don’t have one of those.

DEREK:  Then what have you been doing for money?

CHRISTINA:  You’re going to be mad.

DEREK:  That seems to be the theme of this conversation.

CHRISTINA:  I’m not, like, hooking or anything.

DEREK:  Okay, so whatever it is, it’s less than hooking.

CHRISTINA:  We live with someone, and that person pays for, like, everything.

DEREK:  Is it your mother?

CHRISTINA:  No.

DEREK:  Your father?

CHRISTINA:  No.

DEREK:  Is it a relative?

CHRISTINA:  I mean, would you consider a husband a relative?

            (A moment.)

DEREK:  What?

CHRISTINA:  I sort of…got married.

DEREK:  But you said the father of—

CHRISTINA:  Oh, not to the baby’s father.  I would never have married him.  He seemed like a real weirdo.  I mean, I guess I shouldn’t pass judgment, because I didn’t know him that well, but—

DEREK:  So who are you married to?

CHRISTINA:  Do you remember Kyle?

DEREK:  Kyle?  Like my brother, Kyle?

CHRISTINA:  Yeah, that one.

DEREK:  You married my brother?

CHRISTINA:  Well, I mean, technically, yes.

DEREK:  How could I not know about this?

CHRISTINA:  I’m not sure.  Didn’t you notice his relationship status change on Facebook?

DEREK:  It changed to ‘It’s Complicated.’

CHRISTINA:  Well, I mean, it’s definitely complicated.

DEREK:  I’m going to kill him.

CHRISTINA:  If it makes you feel any better, we barely sleep together.  Like once or twice a week—max.

DEREK:  And he’s raising your child?

CHRISTINA:  Yeah, when I can get off him the couch, you know what I mean?  (She laughs.)  Sorry, that’s like, housewife humor.

DEREK:  I…I got so excited.  I thought—I was going to come back to you and…Wow.

CHRISTINA:  I mean, I still want you to come back.  We all do.  Me, Derek—

DEREK:  My brother?

CHRISTINA:  Kyle probably isn’t as excited about it as the rest of us are, but give him a little time.  This is a lot to take in.

DEREK:  I feel so stupid.  All this happened and I had no idea.
 
CHRISTINA:  Look, all that matters now is that you come home and we start getting you adjusted to life back in Rhode Island.  I mean, you’ve been living in Florida for five years.  Coming home is going to feel really strange to you.

DEREK:  Christina, I just found out my brother is raising a child with my ex-fiancée.  It doesn’t get more Florida than this.

CHRISTINA:  Do you hate me?

DEREK:  I just…Why?

CHRISTINA:  I didn’t think you were coming back.  But you thought you were.  And I…I wanted to keep going with my life, but I didn’t want to make you feel bad.  I didn’t want you to give up hope.

DEREK:  But even if they hadn’t let me come back, what were you going to do?  Just keep up this façade forever?

CHRISTINA:  God, you have such a good vocabulary.  I wish Kyle took after you.  My kid’s going to grow up saying the stupidest shit.

DEREK:  I…I can’t come back.

CHRISTINA:  Oh Derek, yes you can.  This changes things—I know it does—but…it doesn’t change how you feel.

DEREK:  Of course it changes how I feel.  That’s the first thing that changed.

CHRISTINA:  I just want you to know that aside from my husband and your brother, you’re still the love of my life.  And third place isn’t so bad.

DEREK:  You mean second place?

CHRISTINA:  Oh sweetie, you may have a way with words, but you sure do stink at math.

DEREK:  Before I pay the check and go throw myself off the nearest bridge, I just have to ask—What have you been doing with all the money I’ve been sending you so you could go back to college and become an archeologist?

            (A moment.)

CHRISTINA:  Don’t be mad.

            (DEREK puts his head down on the table and tries not to cry.)

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