15
‘Laila, Laila wake up.’
Laila slowly opened her eyes to a blurry figure standing over her. ‘Hail.’
Hail smiled.
Her eyed adjusted.
‘What’s up?’
‘Ging wants to talk to you.’
‘What about?’
‘Don’t know ask him.’
‘Where is he?’
‘Right here.’
Laila pulled herself up and looked over at Ging.
‘What do you want off me this time?’
‘Just one last scene for the movie.’
‘No way last night was supposed to be the last.’
‘Please Laila.’
‘Why should I?
‘Cause you love me.’
She looked at him dead.
‘Okay maybe not, but you love Hail and you’d do anything for him right? Even one last scene.’
‘Okay.’ She sighed.
Ging smiled.
‘So what have we got to do?’
‘Hail go and get a chair from out of the kitchen.’
‘Sure.’
Hail walked out of the room into the kitchen retuning with a wooden dinning chair. He placed it in the middle of the room.
‘Sit.’
Laila pulled herself up off the bed and walked over to the chair sitting down ion it.
Ging and Hail tied her wrists and ankles to it.
Ging walked away picking the DVD-Corder up off the table.
He turned back looking over at them directly at Hail. ‘You know what to do?’
Hail smiled.
‘You knew about this?’
‘Of course he did, now let’s get on with it.’
Ging pressed record.
Scene 7
Hail stood behind the chair where Laila sat. Hail pulled Laila’s head back, sliding his hands down her neck, placing his lips on hers kissing her, gliding a knife down her body.
Laila screamed.
Hail pulled away loosing her hair. He walked round the chair to the front of her.
Laila looked at him nervously, he smiled before kneeling down in front of her. He moved forward placing his lips on hers kissing her
He moved away, guiding the knife down her face, and down her arms.
Laila screamed.
Blood seeping out of every slash he’d given her. Her head began to spin her eyes closed, her head lay limp.
Ging turned off the DVD-Corder placing it down on the sofa.
‘Shit bro what have you done? Have you killed her?’
‘No don’t be silly.’
He dropped the knife. ‘Laila!’ He said slapped her face ‘Help me untie her.’
Ging helped Hail to untie Laila.
‘Is she dead?’
‘No, help me get her over to the bed.’
Ging and Hail pulled Laila to her feet and walked over to the bed placing her down on to it.
‘Now what?’
‘A bucket of water.’
‘What?!’
‘A bucket of water.’
‘But.’
‘Just get it!’
‘Sure.’
Ging walked away going onto the kitchen, returning with a bucket full of water .
Cheers stand back.’ He said taking the bucket off Ging.
Ging too a few footsteps back. Hail tilted the bucket, pulled it back then forth.
The water flew out drowning Laila.
She suddenly woke coughing. Spitting the water out of her mouth. Hail placed the empty bucket down
‘What are you trying to do kill me?!’
‘Shit you’re okay.’
‘Of course I’m okay. How did I get over here?’
‘You passed out we carried you over here.’
‘Why did you do that? You gave me a heart attack.’
‘I felt weird. I don’t know why I felt faint.’
‘You okay now?’
‘Yeah.’
‘Get some sleep you look exhausted.’
She smiled.
Hail glided his hand down her face. ‘You sure you’re okay?’
‘Yeah.’
Hail leaned over kissing her on the cheek ‘Get some rest.’
Laila closed her eyes slowly.