• Rien à faire... C'est les vacances. Je regarde la télé et je passe des heures devant l'ordi. Avec ma mère on s'évite, on s'observe. Laquelle va craquer ? Pas moi en tout cas. Moi je suis forte. Je ne montre pas mes emotions même dans des moments comme celui-ci. C'est de plus en plus dure de me taire, de garder tout à l'intérieur. Alors je me perds sur le web. Sur des sites d'acteurs, de films, d'universités. Je cherche. Je trouve. Enfin je crois. C'est loin. A l'autre bout du monde. Qouelque part où avec Marie on décide qu'on ira en 2013... L'Ausralie. Oui c'est parfait. C'est loin de tout. De tout ces souvenirs qui me hantent et qui m'obsèdent. Si seulement... Les mots les plus tristes. Mais elle préfère plus près. Ici, La-Bas. Près de la famille. Près de lui. Mais si c'était exactement ce que je voulais fuir ? Fuir n'est pas la bonne solution. Ou peut-être que si. Mardi. Le 28. Le jour d'une grande marée. Le jour que je redoute depuis des semaines. J'essaye de ne pas y penser. De penser quelle coupe de cheveux faire demain. Mais ça ne marche pas. 1 journée. C'est tout ce qu'il me reste avec... J'essaye de me dire qu'il faut que je soit forte pour elle, que Mardi, ça sera à moi de rester de marbre, de retenir mes larmes. Mais comment faire ? Tant de souvenirs, tant d'amour qui vont s'envoler avec lui. Il le savait. Je m'en rends compte maintenant. Et d'ailleurs moi aussi. Notre chassé croisé était donc subconscious. Une nuit par contre, la vérité m'est apparue, ce serait la dernière fois. Mais non, ne dis pas ça j'ai pensé, c'est encore ton imagination. Et puis le coup de téléphone. Ca n'était pas ton imagination. Swordplay, une chanson de la BO de Kingdom of Heaven restera à jamais associé à ce moment. Mais le jour suivant : l'école. Comment les affronter ? Il y aura Marie. A elle, tu peux tout dire. Mais non, elle est absente ce jour là. Tu est seule. Le lendemain elle est là, je lui dis. Puis c'est changement de sujet. Tu ne veux pas t'appitoyer sur ton sort. Alors tu n'en parles jamais. A personne. Si, à Mama. Mais ce sont les seules. De toutes façons, personne ne peux comprendre car je ne di rien. j'essaye de rester la même, mais à l'intérieur, je sais que j'ai changé. Une dame à dit a ma mère que lorsque ça se produit, à n'importe quelle âge, on devient adulte. Eh bien voilà. L'australie... Oui ça sera une aventure merveilleuse. Si elle me le permet. En même temps, to live will be an awfully big adveture. And to die to. I'll join you. Forever.

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  • Robin is sitting in a corner of his cell. His legs are laying straight out in front of him and his arms are hanging limply by his side. His head is bowed and his hair is hiding his face. His cell door opens and Marion/E comes in. The door closes behind her but he doesn't move.

    Marion/E : Robin ?

    Robin looks up. His face is beat up and some blood is trickling out of the corner of his mouth. He wipes it away quickly with the back of his hand when he sees her looking at it.

    Robin : (sarcastic/exhausted) In case you hadn't noticed, your fiancé has already come to visit.

    Marion/E : I didn't come to visit you.

    Robin : Then perhaps your fiancé has sent you to get the information he was unable to get ?

    Marion/E : Michael, (she sighs and pauses for a second), Michael didn't send me. (she looks down) In fact, he doesn't even know I'm here.

    Robin : Then why are you here ? Would you mind being quick about whatever it is because in case you couldn't tell, I'm rather busy at the moment.

    Marion/E : I came, ( she looks back up at him), because I want the truth.

    Robin : Ah... The truth. And what do you want the truth about ?

    Marion/E : I want to know why you killed my parents.

    Robin : (surprised) What ?!

    Marion/E : I want to know why you killed my parents.

    Robin : (coldly) I heard you the first time.

    Robin gets up and walks to the other side of the cell. Marion persists in talking to him.

    Marion/E : I know they couldn't pay their taxes, but was that a reason to kill them in cold blood ?!

    Robin leans against the wall and runs his fingers through his hair. Then he turns around to face Marion/E.

    Robin : What has he told you ?

    Marion/E : What do you mean ?

    Robin : What did he tell you about your parents' death ?

    Marion/E : That's what I want you to tell me about.

    Robin : Yes I know. Just, please...

    Marion/E : He told me that you were the officer in charge of collecting taxes at that time and that you were the one who had killed my parents and tried to kill me.

    Robin : And you believe that ?

    Marion/E : Why wouldn't I ? He saved my life !

    Robin : What if I told you that I wasn't your parent's murderer ? That in fact I was the one who had saved you that day in the woods ?

    Marion/E  : I didn't come here to hear your lies. I came here to hear you confess your crimes.

    Robin walks quickly over to her and takes her head in his hands. She tries to pull away but he holds her even more firmly.

    Robin : My only crime that day, was to leave you, and to not react sooner.

    She pulls away.

    Marion/E : You already told me that you were responsible for their death !

    Robin : I feel as though I am. I didn't react when he killed your father and I hesitated too long before going into that house. If I hadn't, I would have perhaps been able to save your mother. And if I ahdn't left you...

    Marion/E : Why do you deny me the only thing I ask for  I just want the truth Robin !

    Robin : (he moves towards her again) And that's what I'm giving you !

    Marion/E turns her back on him and he goes over puts his hand on her shoulder.

    Robin : Elizabeth, you have to believe me. I wasn't the officer in charge. Michael was. I was only...

    She turns around quickly, tears running down her face, but trying to keep calm.

    Marion/E  : My name is Marion ! Elizabeth is dead ! She was murdered 11 years ago ! As were her parents !

    She knocks on the door, and a guard opens it. Robin tries to persue her but another guard comes in and hits him. He staggers back a few steps, then tries to follow her again but the guard slams the door. He hits it with his body, then takes hold of the bars in the opening and starts yelling after Marion/E.

    Robin : ELIZABETH ! LISTEN TO ME ! I'M TELLING THE TRUTH ! YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME ! YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER ! ELIZABETH !

    Marion/E turns down the corridor on her left and Robin stops. Discouraged, he hits the door, then starts to pace his cell.

     


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  • Bon, je vous l'avez dit, j'allais mettre des choses que j'étais en train d'écrire, que je voulais que vous "critiquiez". Alors voila, ce sont des parties de choses différentes, en vrac. Je ne vous raconte pas le background des histoires, à vous d'imaginer ce que vous voulez... 


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