I saw the show "Wicked" today. It stars Idina Menzel. Everyone go see it because she's a goddess. I still don't own them.
Here Come the Debutantes
Collins was half asleep on the sofa. A loud rapping at the door woke him. He shook himself awake and went to answer it. The knocking persisted.
"All right, all right, keep your pants on," he muttered.
He opened the door and there stood Benny. Behind him stood a prim looking woman in a mink coat and a tall man with salt and pepper hair.
"Uh, Benny, what's going on? And please don't say you've bought this building too."
"Yeah, I wish," he answered coolly. "Tom Collins, I'd like you to meet Samuel and Nikki Dumott. They're here for their daughter.
Oh, boy, Collins thought. Angel had told him about the conversation between him and Lily.
"Ah, well, she's at work right now, but she should be here any minute. Would you like to stay and wait for her?"
"Thank you," the man said.
They came inside and sat gingerly on the sofa, as though afraid of infection. Benny stood leaning against the wall.
"Would you excuse me for a minute?" Collins asked and he bolted down the hall into the bedroom. Angel was standing naked in front of the mirror.
"Babe, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Listen; don't dress in drag. Benny's out there and he's brought Lily's parents!"
"Fuck!" he swore.
Quickly, he pulled on a long sleeve black turtleneck and a pair of jeans.
"I'm scared, Collins," he whispered.
"Don't be scared, they're just people."
The transvestite nodded, drew a deep breath and mumbled his motto to steady himself.
"No day but today."
Another deep breath and Angel followed his lover out of the bedroom and down the hall.
When his family laid eyes upon him there was an awful silence.
"Hello," Angel whispered at last.
They stared. Stared with their critical eyes. To them, he was the epitome of evil. Angel felt as though they could see to his very soul.
Thankfully he heard Lily and Mimi's voices as they ascended the stairs.
"See ya tomorrow, Tiger Lily."
"Peace, Mimi! Say hi to Roger for me."
Mrs. Dumott stood up when she heard her daughter's voice. The knob turned and the door opened.
Lily walked in and froze. The mother ran to embrace her and she recoiled.
"My baby!"
"What the fuck do you want?" Lily spat. "How'd you find me?"
"With this."
Her father held out her journal. She mentally kicked herself. How could she have been so stupid?
"We've been so worried about you, lamb chop," he said and she winced. Why, oh, why did he have to call her that?
"Worried? About me?" She made her voice sarcastic. "That's a switch. Well, anyway, I appreciate the sudden enthusiasm in my life, but it came two minutes too late. I won't be going back home with you. I'm staying here with Angel where I belong."
The parents looked at each other. Then the father began his plea.
"Lamb chop, I can't help but feel you're being a bit spoiled. Why are you doing this? Haven't we always given you everything you want?"
She laughed tightly.
"Okay, Dad, you don't know what the fuck I want! You don't listen to me enough to know that."
"That's not true, Lamb Chop-" he began. But she cut him off angrily.
"Oh, come on, Dad. I haven't seen you for a whole day since I was six. God, I don't even know what you do for a living. And every time I try to express something to either of you, you laugh it off and hand me twenty dollars to deal with it."
They looked at each other again, meekly this time.
"We got you a therapist to help you through this," Mrs. Dumott whispered. "You told us you-"
"I don't need a fukin' therapist!!" Lily screamed. "I don't need the indoor pool or the ten bedroom house or the maid or the Lexus! Wanna know what I do need?"
She walked over to Angel on the other side of the room.
"I need a friend. I need someone to listen to me and help me. Angel is the only real friend I've ever had. He loves me even if you don't."
Tears welled in the mother's eyes.
"Lillian, we do love you."
"Then listen up because I have something important I have to say."
"Fine. Go on."
She looked over her shoulder at the gay couple. Angel was crying silently and could only nod, but Collins said clearly:
"Just do it, Lily."
She turned back to her parents and sighed.
"Mother, Father, I'm a lesbian," she said loudly.
It was an ugly scene. There was another one of those horrible silences. The mother's tears dried as if by magic and an angry expression took hold of her. Suddenly, before anyone could prevent it, she hauled off and slapped her daughter hard. Lily went sprawling but did not weep.
"Nikki!" Mr. Dumott cried.
But it was too late. The mother rounded on Angel.
"YOU!!" she screamed. "You did this, you disgusting queer! You've corrupted my child! A lesbian, my daughter a lesbian!"
This went on for a good three minutes. Lily still lay on the floor in a heap. Collins stood in the back of the room, unsure whether to go to his lover's aid or to let the family work it out. As for Angel, he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
Lily couldn't believe her eyes. Here she sat watching her own mother abuse the only person she loved.
Stop it, stop it, stop it!! Screamed a little voice inside her head. With each repetition the voice got louder and soon Lily could feel it rising out of her.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it, STOP IT!!!!" she screamed.
The mother whipped around and she got up. The fire in her eyes frightened Mrs. Dumott.
"Leave him alone!! He has nothing to do with this. This was my decision. Angel has never done anything but love me so don't you dare say a word against him!"
There was one last silence before the father said:
"All right, Lillian. Your mother and I are giving you one more day to gather your things. We will be here to get you tomorrow at eight. Come, Nikki."
Lily didn't see her parents leave, for tears blinded her. When she heard the door slam she fell to her knees and let out a loud sob. Angel walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her small frame.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered. "Did she hurt you?"
He shook his head.
"I love you, baby," he murmured.
