The older enters the room. Sees her younger sister staring at the mirror blankly.
OLDER: You want help with your hair?
YOUNGER: I’m fine.
OLDER: Not having second thoughts, are we? You know you two are perfect for each other, right?
YOUNGER: I’m not so sure about that.
OLDER: Why not? You’re literally one half of each other.
YOUNGER: Maybe he’s too similar.
OLDER: You’re kidding me! You’ve been dating for how long?
YOUNGER: Almost seven years…
OLDER: Exactly! It’s not just any two people who can stay together for that long.
YOUNGER: But what if I just settled for the first guy who showed any real interest in me? What if he’s just settling for me?
OLDER: Honey, if I know anything, it’s that that handsome young catch of yours loves you more than his own life.
YOUNGER: You don’t know the whole picture.
OLDER: Girl, you’re an open book. Of course, I do!
YOUNGER: Then you would know that for most of those seven years, he’s been cheating on me.
OLDER: Nuh uh!
YOUNGER: The worst part is, that I’ve known all along and I still stayed with him and I still said yes to… to all of this.
OLDER: Did he stop?
OLDER: You can’t let the past hurt your future. So what if he’s done something so utterly stupid as a baton my little sister? He stopped and that’s what matters.
YOUNGER: He might do it again.
OLDER: That’s just speculation.
YOUNGER: No, it’s a pattern. I’ve talked to his ex–
YOUNGER: Yes–and she said he’d done the same to her
OLDER: But you’re different. Prettier. Sweeter. You’re anything a guy could ever want.
YOUNGER: I’m just not sure I want the kind of guy he is.
OLDER: What, handsome, strong, hardworking? You’re lucky I found him.
YOUNGER: If you think he’s as great as all that, you marry him! You’d be a great match, a cheater and a stealer.
OLDER: That was once!
YOUNGER: Once is more than enough to leave scars.
OLDER: You’re the one who kept the poor boy depraved.
The younger stares her sister down for a beat. Standing…
YOUNGER: I need you to leave.
OLDER: Not if you’re gonna be a runner.
YOUNGER: I’ll run if I want to.
OLDER: Imagine what mom and dad will think. Another daughter might hit her forties without a husband. You know they want to meet their grandkids before they die.
YOUNGER: I think mom and dad will be okay if I wait until I find someone who will actually make me happy.
OLDER: But you’re getting older. You won’t always have the benefit of your youth. And weren’t you the one who couldn’t shut up about “When I have kids…”?
She taps her watch.
OLDER: Tick tock. Tick tock, little sister. You’re getting old. Soon, kids will be out of the question.
YOUNGER: Why do you even care so much?
OLDER: I’m just looking after my baby sister. Isn’t that my job?
YOUNGER: I haven’t needed your protection since you betrayed me.
OLDER: Is that what you’re calling it now, betrayal? You always were quite the comedienne.
YOUNGER: I need you to get out.
OLDER: Why, so you can pack your things and leave yet another poor boy depraved? It’s no wonder he cheated.
The younger pushes her sister towards the door.
YOUNGER: He deserves to be depraved. He deserves to be abandoned. He deserves a scheming little wench like you for a wife.
OLDER: Perhaps. Or perhaps he deserves one like you.
YOUNGER: Screw you.
A shove and she slams the door in her sister’s face.
Prompt: A dialogue writing exercise we did in class today. My (probably laughable) attempt. The prompt was two characters and a location, their motivations, and the protagonist’s secondary (and conflicting) motivation.