Scene 12 – Jenny is sat with her legs hunched up against her body on the bed from scene 8. She looks pale and distressed. The door opens and Ben enters, Jenny jumps as he does so. He comes and sits beside her on the bed and kisses her forehead.

Jenny: Did you speak to him?

Ben: Yeah.

Jenny: What did he say?

Ben: To cut a long conversation short she's definitely had it, I'm not the father and she's been sleeping with two other men.

Jenny: (shocked) Two other men! (beat) I don't know why I'm surprised, she is a slut.

Ben: Jenny behave, she's not that different to you

Jenny: (shouting) Not that different to me! You do know her? She's made my life miserable. I could never do anything right.

Ben: What's wrong Jenny? What's up?

Jenny: You want to know what's up?

(Ben nods)

Jenny: You wouldn't understand. (she looks away from him and out towards the audience) You'll never understand what its like to not be good at anything, to be ok at everything but never to excel in anything. All my friends they have one thing they're the best at, but I (beat) I have nothing. Sure I can do anything I set my mind to if I have enough time. Sure I know I'm intelligent, but just once I'd like to be the best at something. To stand out. To excel. To be like everyone else. (she turns back to look at Ben) I'm a loner Ben. I spend most of my time alone. No one understanding how I feel or how I tick. I guess its being brought up a lonely child. No brothers or sisters to play with I used to just amuse myself. I have a sense of imagination that I used to create imaginary friends and a whole imaginary world where I was important; a superhero almost. I used to spend hours just thinking about things, I even had a special stone and log. I'd call them my thinking spots and I'd just sit and think about the world. I guess that's why I overanalyse everything. I sit over-thinking and over-imagining. I want to be important. I want to be special. I want to be the best at something, no matter how small. You don't understand what it's like to have a mother like mine. She was the most beautiful, gentle and understanding person in the whole world. I'll never be as good as her. Marrissa is just as bad, she's sexy, dangerous and powerful. I'll never achieve those things either. It's like I'm just this useless person. I guess that's why I started stripping, I feel like I need to be punished for who I am. Like I'm not good enough for the world. I want to change Ben! I just don't know where I'm suppose to fit. What I'm suppose to do. I just want a little bit of the world that's mine, that's all.

(Jenny starts to cry)

Ben: You do fit Jen, you fit with me.

(Ben holds her as she cries)

Jenny: (sobbing) But I'll never be good enough Ben.

Ben: You are for me.

Jenny: But I'm not for me and that's the problem.

Ben: (he strokes her hair) Oh Jen, you are in a mess. But we can sort this out. Together. Will you stay with me Jenny? (pause) I care about you so much.

(she pulls away and looks at him)

Jenny: I care about you to. Even though I act like I don't.

Ben: (sighs) I more than care about you.

Jenny: What do you mean?

Ben: (slowly) What do you think I mean?

Jenny: I wouldn't ask if I knew.

Ben: I love you Jenny.

Jenny: (slowly) You, you love me?

Ben: Yes, I've wanted to tell you for a while. But I didn't want to scare you.

Jenny: It doesn't scare me.

Ben: No?

Jenny: I love you to.

(They kiss)