The Village by Nikita Lalwani

Author:Nikita Lalwani [Lalwani, Nikita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-8129-8458-3
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2016-02-16T00:00:00+00:00

Nights in white satin,

Never reaching the end.

Letters I’ve written,

Never meaning to send.

RAY: I feel like I’m going to pass out. [He grabs her and throws her to the ground. She laughs.] You’re right on top of me.

NATHAN: [kisses her, then lifts his head. She leans up and kisses him back.] Feels weird, dunnit?

RAY: Yeah, why is that?

NATHAN: Maybe you should come back with me to the hut and get that sari off the wall, then wrap it round you, and I can lie down on the floor and look up your skirt.

RAY: What?

NATHAN: Yeah.

RAY: I don’t think so.

[They have another go at kissing, and Nathan’s hands start to move under her clothes. He begins to unzip his jeans.]

NATHAN: [in a voice that suggests he is trying to talk up the action, to get things going] In a minute I’m going to get a condom out of my back pocket and I’m going to put it on my cock and then I’m going to slip it inside your knickers and—

RAY: No, no. [She attempts to roll to one side, but Nathan is holding her fast.]

NATHAN: What?

RAY: No, I don’t want to go that far. [She pushes against him, and he lets go.]

NATHAN: [sounds disgusted] You have got to be fucking kidding me!

RAY: No, Nathan, seriously.

[pause]

RAY: [sounds like an afterthought] I’m a virgin, anyway.

NATHAN: [after a stunned silence] You are fucking joking. Do I look like I’m in the mood for jokes? Twenty-something-year-old virgin? What the fuck you doing getting mashed off your head, if you’re some religious nut?

RAY: No, it’s not that. I’ve had boyfriends, messed around. Just not the final act.

NATHAN: Jesus, you’re bloody serious! This isn’t a joke?

RAY: No, it’s to do with love, or something like that.

NATHAN: Love?

RAY: [exhales loudly] I decided I wouldn’t, you know, have sex unless I fell in love.

NATHAN: How old are you?

RAY: Twenty-seven.

NATHAN: But you must have—

RAY: Fallen in love? No, I haven’t. Not yet.

[He gets up and starts zipping up his fly. He makes sounds of disgust. Ray is lying against the earth. She starts crying as he turns to walk away.]

RAY: Please, Nathan! Don’t leave me here. I feel sick. My mouth tastes of … dung. It tastes horrific.

NATHAN: Shut your mouth. You’ll wake people.

RAY: But, Nathan! Please. [crying] I feel like I’m going to pass out. I don’t know how to get up. I’m scared.

NATHAN: Scared? Of what? You need to shut up. See this, what you’re going through? This is my life, every night back home. This is my fucking life, not some extreme sports holiday. So many nights I lie there in my flat, shaking, wanking, frying my brain to a fucking crisp, sitting there alone, a charred-up, burned piece of flesh. Human flesh. Now you know. Fucking deal with it! [He walks on, staggers a bit, and looks as if he is going to fall. He turns back and shouts at her.]

Welcome to the gates of hell, love. All I can say is, at least you’re going home in the morning.

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