The Girl in the Closet - Episode 1
by Chris Marie Green
My boyfriend is cheating on me.
How do I know?
Because I’m hiding in a closet…
Watching Clint through a crack in the door…
Frozen with heartbreak as he gets busy with a blonde on OUR couch.
I sob once, then stifle it.
Too late—
The other woman has already pulled away from him.
Did you hear that?
What?
I’m not sure…
But it sounded like someone crying!
Clint looks around.
It was probably just the old pipes in the walls.
They fall into another kiss.
Rage rips through me.
I’m supposed to be out of town on a business trip…
But I cut it short to come home and show off the saucy angel costume I’m wearing.
I’d planned such a fun Halloween for Clint and me—
But HE’S obviously the one who’s full of surprises tonight.
As their kiss heats up, I can’t stand it anymore.
A furious whisper escapes me.
Clint, you CHEATER!!
The woman tears herself away from him and stands up.
Okay…this time I DEFINITELY heard something.
And it wasn’t the plumbing!
Clint stands, too.
I don’t know what else it could be.
Well, it sounded like a voice.
Do you have a roommate or something?
No.
Oh REALLY?
I’ve been living with this jerk for 3 years.
The woman is watching Clint with a narrowed gaze.
Okay…if it’s not a roommate—
Then who just called you a cheater?
I have no idea.
This had better not be some dumb Halloween prank.
Because it’s not funny — it’s creepy.
It’s not a prank. Maybe my Echo device is just malfunctioning…
He moves toward the smart speaker.
I’ve heard that can happen, so I’ll just turn it off—
Don’t bother.
I just want to know if there’s something you’re not telling me.
Clint tenses up.
Are you asking if I have a girlfriend?
Because the answer is no.
I flinch.
I feel empty.
Heartbroken.
Ill.
And I can’t do anything but stare as Clint walks back to the woman.
I mean…there used to be someone.
But she’s…
He swallows tensely.
She’s in the past.
That’s all I can take.
This time my whisper is louder, edgier.
LIAR!!
They both look toward the closet.
The other woman starts backing toward the front door.
That’s it. I’m out of here.
She slams the door on her way out.
Clint is still facing the door.
His shoulders are heaving with every breath he takes.
I think he’s afraid to confront me.
So I finally creep out of the closet.
Sparks of outrage sizzle through me.
I HATE you for doing this.
Turn around and FACE me, you cheater!
He slowly turns around.
His gaze is filled with terror.
Yeah, I’d be afraid of me right now, too…
Even if I AM dressed like an angel.
He shakes his head.
I don’t understand.
You’re supposed to be…
What? Out of town?
Clueless about how unfaithful you are?
Well, I was watching the whole time you were kissing that girl.
How many times have you done this to me?
He backs away until he hits the wall.
Nicole, I…
I move toward him.
I feel like electric wires are disconnecting inside of me…
An explosion waiting to happen.
Did you EVER love me?
Yes. God, yes…
Tears are rushing down his face.
He’s trying to play ME now!
Fury explodes, and I scream in pain and betrayal.
He raises his arms against the blast of my anger…
His hair blowing back—
The lights flickering.
My scream immediately dies in my chest.
My mind is scrambled.
WHAT just happened?
The lights stutter back on.
I almost feel like…
Jeez. Like *I* did that to the lights—
And like my scream was forceful enough to rock the room.
But that’s insane.
Yet, as Clint falls to his knees, I start to get a weird feeling.
What was that?
It was YOU.
He chokes on a sob.
I’ve been trying to tell you, Nic…
You’re supposed to be DEAD.
As I flinch, the lights flicker again.
I shake my head.
What are you talking about?
Nic…you died 1 year ago tonight!
I’m numb.
It feels like I’m floating off the ground now, detached from reality.
My God…I AM floating.
I’m hovering above Clint like a ghost as he stumbles over his words.
Last Halloween, you were driving back here from a business trip.
It was really foggy.
But you told your coworkers that you wanted to get home.
They said you’d put on a costume that you thought I would like—
And you were going to surprise me with it.
Memory comes out of the mist of my mind…
Fog…thick and ominous…
The feel of my car going off the road…
The sound of my screams…
No. That can’t be true.
I’m here NOW, Clint!
I made it home!
Can’t you see that?
He shakes his head, sobbing now.
It’s Halloween…
I’ve never believed this, but they say that sometimes the dead come back on this night.
And…God, Nic — you came back!
He hunches over, his shoulders shaking.
My body feels weighed down by his sorrow.
I float down to him as he speaks through his tears.
I’ve been trying so hard to move on.
For the longest time, I couldn’t eat.
Or sleep.
And tonight’s the anniversary of your death.
I was only trying to forget about it in the worst way possible—
By being with someone else.
He shakes his head.
It felt so wrong.
And that’s because she wasn’t you.
NO one is.
Something twists inside of me.
Love.
I still love him so much…
And I think my love is so powerful that it brought me back here.
But the devastation on his face is killing me all over again.
I can even feel myself starting to fall apart as I continue to hover.
Wracked by agony, I reach out to him…
Trying to touch his cheek to dry his tears…
But my hand passes through him.
He shudders, just like I’m made of ice.
Oh my God. I’m…dead.
Really, truly dead.
Clint looks at me through an anguished gaze.
Just so you know, I NEVER cheated on you.
And there isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t remember you.
I know that I HAVE to move on…
But there’re so many things that keep me from going anywhere.
We didn’t even get to say goodbye.
I feel myself being ripped apart even more…
My energy disappearing as something pulls me toward another place.
I cry out…resisting…reaching for him.
Clint desperately reaches for me, too.
And, somehow, some way, we connect.
He looks into my eyes…
Then sweetly brushes his lips over mine.
He’s full of warmth…
Love.
For an ecstatic moment, I’m complete again.
Maybe this is why I was allowed to come back tonight…
Because we never got to have that moment.
And because I never got to tell you how much I’ll always love you.
As my form begins to disintegrate, I try to keep ahold of Clint’s hand.
And I’ll love you forever, too, Nic…
Always.
And that’s all I need to hear.
As I disappear into nothingness, I smile at the love of my life…
Letting him go…
And moving on.
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