TW: f slur/homophobia, some violence (not too descriptive)
ALSO DISREGARD ANY TYPOS PLZ
TRUE COLORS
Roads comb through the forest. It’s a sunny, hot, dry day. A dark river split the forest in half, cool and calm.
CUT TO:
EXT. YELLOW CLIFF (IN BACKGROUND) - DAY
A young sprouting oak tree.
PAN TO:
EXT. YELLOW CLIFF (NEAR WATERFALL) - DAY
Three teenagers are gathered a little behind an edge of Yellow Cliff, standing with hands on their knees due to the heat. They stood in a circle around a boy in a striped red and orange sweater, TREVOR.
BOY 1
Shit, man! It’s hot as a bitch out here!
He pants.
BOY 2
This… this son of a bitch…
BOY 2 kicked directly behind Trevor’s knee, causing him to fall onto his hands. He held back a yelp.
TREVOR
Agh!
He stayed down, knowing what was coming next.
BOY 3
(chuckling)
Let’s teach this f*g a lesson!
Trevor managed to shiver in almost 100 degree heat. They’d been rough, but never to this extent. He was used to the beatings, but it’d usually be two on one with bystanders that would cause ‘em to dial down the violence. Now, they were alone, surrounded by trees, near the cliff of a famous river.
He braced by tensing his muscles and clenching his jaw. He quickly hugged his torso as the boys started to kick and punch him at a relentless pace.
He yelled in agony.
BOY 2
(laughing)
Hah! Get his ass! Fucking fa**ot.
TREVOR
(throat hoarse)
Please… stop.
His strength wavered and it was hard to keep blocking what was thrown at him.
BOY 1
No one would fucking care if you died, you know that?!
Boy 1 wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked to his friends beside him.
BOY 1
Yo, I have an idea.
The other two stopped to look at him with squinting eyes. Really, the heat was unbearable.
BOY 2
(chuckling, half joking)
… What? Throw ‘im in the river?
He waved a hand to the edge of the cliff.
BOY 1
No. But now that you say that,
BOY 1
(with a creeping smirk)
let’s fucking do it.
Trevor’s hearing was temporarily impaired. He heard only bits of their conversation. Something about dying, or throwing something into a river. That’s when it clicked.
TREVOR
(he gasped)
Huh? Wait.. wait no. Are you serious?! Please don’t. Shit!
BOY 3
We seriously doin’ this? Guys, what if we get in trouble? I can’t be in jail or nothin’, my mama needs me.
BOY 1
Ashton. We’re in the middle of fuckin’ nowhere!
He spread out his arms, gesturing to the wilderness.
BOY 1
Ain’t nobody gon’ find us here, let alone him.
Boy 2 nodded in agreement.
BOY 2
Let’s just do it already. My girl’s waitin’ for me.
Boy 1 and Boy 2 both grabbed his legs and arms. Boy 3 stood there, watching as they began to drag Trevor to the edge of Yellow Cliff.
TREVOR
No! NO! Get off of me!
He struggled in their grip, kicking and squirming. Boy 1 and 2 couldn’t get too far and eventually let go when Trevor’s leg broke free and kicked Boy 2 in the cheek.
BOY 2
You mother fucker!
He held his cheek and turned to Ashton.
BOY 2
Ashton! The fuck are you doin’ man? Get over here and help!
Ashton glanced left and right, paranoid if someone were watching him.
ASHTON
(hesitant)
Alright.
He walked over to them, Trevor sobbing because of his pain and imminent death. Ashton grabbed Trevor’s torso and hauled it over his shoulder as the others took his legs and arms to do the same.
Trevor yelped as the tight grip they had on him twisted and irritated old and new bruises. It felt impossible for him to struggle, but he did what he could. His body felt like it was giving up before he felt any impact from the water.
The boys stopped near the edge of–
THE CLIFF
BOY 1
(yell whispering)
C’mon! Let’s do it, quick!
Trevor’s heart raced, as well as the other boys. They threw him on the count of three.
BOY 2
1…
TREVOR
NO, PLEASE!
BOY 2
2…
Trevor cried waterfalls, bloody snot threatening to peer past his lip into his mouth. For a split second, he made eye contact with Ashton. Betrayal.
TREVOR
(whaling)
GOD, please. NO!
BOY 2
3!
They hauled him into the water on 3 and peered over the cliff as he fell. Trevor screamed all the way down, arms waving in the air trying to grab onto anything he could, though there was nothing to grab. Falling face flat into the water, Trevor succumbed to the impact. Trevor was dead.
Was.
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Amorette
Dude I cannot stress this enough. This was an amazing read and if you make more I would LOVE to read it
OMG TYSM!! this was my first attempt at writing a script!! it was so fun to make, i actually might continue it! :D
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