I Used to Be Darker Page #2

and he

disappeared for two hours.

That's why she was

crying all night,

not because

of the lamb.

Because my mom

was being a c*nt?

Damn, "c*nt"

is such a vulgar word.

My God.

Ah, yes,

junior prom.

I have to put this on

right now.

I wore that the year

Don Dills took me

to junior prom.

Don Dills.

Did I ever tell you

about Don Dills?

No.

Yeah, well, Don Dills

was four years older than me

because my boyfriend had

broke up with me

the day before,

so... yeah,

I drank two-six

of vodka to my face

and then woke up

the next morning

with a tattoo

of a devil on my ass.

What?

Yeah.

Jesus...

It wasn't real.

I'm so fat.

No, you aren't.

Pinch... a cow.

Hold it.

I can't get it.

Come on.

There.

All right.

Dance with me.

Turn it all

the way up.

As analog as it gets.

As analog as it gets.

- Pretty f***ing cool.

Hello, Jack.

Voila, Papa.

Nice monkey suit.

Nice monkey face.

Is this your girlfriend?

Yep.

Jack, meet Taryn.

Our representative from

Northern Ireland.

Nice gown.

Abby looked a lot nerdier

when she wore that dress.

Did someone

invite you over?

Wine?

- I won't say no to the pope.

Get in.

I don't have

my suit on.

Unlike you, I don't

swim in all my clothes.

So take your dress off

and swim in your

underwear, stupid.

Are you really going to

date women next year?

Maybe.

Sam's gay, you know.

I think we all

knew that.

He's a flight attendant.

My parents try their

best not to know.

Helps he's never around.

Well, I imagine it's a little

easier for him in London

than Ballymena.

Unless you're into cruising

the car park opposite

the Auto Choice.

Why don't you

move to London?

Or Paris?

You have a dual passport

and Sam.

You can go anywhere.

That's such an American

thing to say.

You can go anywhere.

You're smart.

I'm not smart.

Gotta stow that sh*t,

sailor.

Seriously, you can do

anything you want.

I can't.

I'm stupid.

My friends are stupid.

All we do is drink

and fool around.

That's all

anybody does.

We're drinking now.

I'm f***ed, Abby.

Come on,

small hands.

You're not f***ed.

You're gonna

be great.

Don't wanna

f*** you anymore

Don't forgive

Do not forget

Can we try to

chat my brother?

Isn't it like

6:
00 a.m. there?

He's a party boy.

He's still up

if he's around.

Sure.

See, I told you,

he's on.

Taryn?

Hang on,

the video isn't up.

Hi, Sam.

How are you, love?

- Hi, Sam.

Who's that?

Abby.

Cousin Abby.

Hold on,

where are you?

Baltimore.

What the f*** are you

doing in Baltimore?

Do Mom and Dad know?

No.

Jesus f***ing Christ,

Taryn.

What's

the matter with you?

What?

You haven't told

them where you are?

No, I haven't

talked to them.

What happened to Wales?

I didn't go to

Wales, Sam.

Obviously you didn't

go to f***ing Wales.

What are you doing

in Baltimore?

I was working

at the seashore.

Now I'm visiting

Bill and Abby.

What about Kim?

Don't ask.

Hmm.

Listen, I can't

believe you sometimes.

You gotta be responsible.

Jesus, why are you

yelling at me?

I just called because I missed you.

- I'm just worried.

I don't mean to be

yelling and angry,

but seriously you can't

just go over 3,000 miles

across the world and not

tell your family.

It's not on.

Can I talk to

Abby for a second?

Hi.

Hi.

God, it's been years,

you're a proper woman.

I can't believe it's

the same person.

Listen, do me a favor.

Make her call

Mom and Dad,

just to let them

know she's safe.

Please.

I'll do my best.

All right.

Have a great time

and I'll talk to you soon, Abby, okay?

- Okay.

Bye, Sam.

- Take care of yourself, bye.

Taryn.

What?

I love you, sweetheart.

I miss you

like crazy

and I want to squeeze

all the air out of you

next time I see you.

I don't

mean to be mad.

Love you too, Sam.

Call me again on this

chat thingy, will you?

We'll have a proper one.

Okay.

Be safe.

Bye.

Bye.

So, Claire and George

think you're in Wales?

Yeah.

Sh*t.

When's the last time

you talked to them?

Two months ago...

I don't know.

You ran away?

Yeah.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Come on, I'll tuck you.

Harris Concrete,

Bill Harris.

Hi, Dad?

Yeah.

Where's the waffle iron?

I have no idea.

Maybe your

mom has it?

Am I on speakerphone?

I'm looking for it,

I can't find it.

Abby...

please don't call me at

work for these kinds of...

Hello.

- Hi, where's the waffle iron?

Hey, Abby.

Um, I have it.

Wanna make

some waffles?

I am making waffles...

or I was.

Wake up!

Get up!

What?

You have to

call your parents.

What are you talking about?

- I mean it, today.

Why are you

yelling at me?

You have to tell

them where you are!

I don't need a f***ing lecture from you, Abby!

- What are you gonna do?!

You can't come to

New York with me.

What, are you gonna

live with my Dad?

Make him dinner in

a prom dress every night?

I'm not trying to

live here.

F*** you!

F*** you!

You're so f***ing

selfish!

You made me

love you

And you made me cry

You should remember

That you were

born to die

Hey.

Hey, Bill.

Girls here?

No, I'm not sure

where they are.

Hey, buddy.

Could we maybe

get this over with?

Geoff, you wanna

grab those amps?

Nick, start taking down

the drums, please.

Just put 'em...

Baby

I don't think

about you

All the time

But when I do

It hurts me to

Think of how you

eluded me

You uprooted me

And left

me to burn

Like the scent of

a thousand

Cooking fires

In a sweet

suburban lane

You belong to me

And I knew you

And the wind took

you away

You weren't really mine

Were you even there

at all?

I was bound to call

A thousand times

Before you

Slipped into

that heaven

That I dreamed of

On my way

Heaven that

I dreamed of on my way

Is Taryn upstairs?

Yeah.

Hey.

Hi.

Bill called.

You and Abby

had a fight?

She got angry at me.

What happened?

She just came in

and started yelling.

I talked to

your mom.

She's pretty upset.

You mean angry?

Well...

I don't know

what I would do

if Abby were gone

for two months.

I'm 19.

It doesn't

just turn off, Taryn.

Taryn...

I'm pregnant.

What?

I think

I'm pregnant.

You're late?

I took a test.

Oh, honey.

You're drawing.

Anything to

exploit the pain, right?

Make me

one of those, Bill.

What?

A drink,

not a picture.

I can help you there.

Ice?

No.

Thanks.

So, where are we?

You're having an

artistic renaissance.

Did you talk to

your sister?

Yeah.

It was pretty shitty.

Claire's a b*tch.

She's mad at me now.

I could see that.

They thought

Taryn was in Wales.

I don't know.

At least they know

she's not dead, right?

Did you tell her

about us?

What did she say?

I don't know.

Did you talk to

Abby?

No.

You took down

the naked lady?

Well, I hung it

over my bed.

Really?

No.

It's in the garage.

You know, I was finally able

to articulate

this for myself today.

You know what

I don't like?

What?

Shaking hands...

with men who come to take

your instruments

out of my house.

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