shawnay-warren1247 Shawnay Warren

This book is about a 28-year-old woman who is trying to pursue her dream of becoming a writer, but her mom doesn't support her in writing books for readers. She also wants to live a life of her own, but her mom doesn't allow her to do that. She expects her to take care of her every single day. Cassidy tries to take every step to move out of her house, but nothing works. She reaches out to her boyfriend Kalin for help. Kalin encourages her to move out of her mother's home and move in with him and his parents until they find a place of their own. She hopes that she will be free of her mother's control, but she learns that her mother will not respect her privacy. She has to decide if she wants to keep her mother in her life or go no contact with her.


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Characters:

Coretta Hastings: She is 53 years old, and she is Cassidy’s mother. She is a selfish person who only cares about herself and her well-being. She controls every aspect of her daughter's life and expects her to be her full-time caregiver. She doesn’t allow her daughter to hang out with her boyfriend because she doesn't want her abusive behavior to be exposed by him. She invades Cassidy’s privacy by eavesdropping on her conversation with Kalin.

Cassidy Hastings: She is 28 years old, and she is a writer. She writes books that are based on her life experiences. She does not have a good relationship with her mother. She tries to stand up to her mother, but her mother doesn’t want to listen to her. She cuts her out of her life after she moves in with her boyfriend and his parents.

Kalin Hoffman: He is 27 years old, and he is Cassidy’s boyfriend. They have been dating each other for three years. He is very supportive of Cassidy’s book writing career. He encourages her to make her own decisions and live her life the way she wants to. He accepts her for who she is, even when she makes a lot of mistakes.

Tarissa Hauser: She is 27 years old, and she is Cassidy’s friend. She is an ignorant person who gives Cassidy bad advice on how she should deal with her mother. She tells her to work harder on building a relationship with Coretta. She goes into denial when Cassidy talks about Coretta being a malignant narcissist. She is not interested in educating herself on learning about narcissistic abuse.

Darius Hoffman: He is 52 years old, and he is Kalin’s father. He is a kind person who loves his family unconditionally. He shows empathy towards Cassidy when she tells him that her mom scolds her for having her own identity. He offers to help her out with her finances when she struggles to make some money from writing books. He is very protective of Kalin and Cassidy when it comes to her mom keeping her from moving out of her house.

Jackie Hoffman: She is 52 years old, and she is Kalin’s mother. She is a generous person who cooks meals for her family. She makes Cassidy feel included by asking her if she wants to eat something for dessert. She respects Kalin’s privacy when he goes into his room. She treats Cassidy like a daughter by offering to drive her and her son to the diner.

Rio Hoffman: She is 29 years old, and she is Kalin’s cousin. She is an intrusive person who loves to pry on Kalin’s business. She loves to embarrass him in front of his girlfriend. She also invades their privacy by walking in on them. She has a good relationship with him, her aunt, and her uncle.

Scene 1: Coretta’s House

(It is Saturday morning, and Cassidy is sitting on the couch, writing her book on her laptop. She struggles to find the words to her story and throws her head back. Her mother, Coretta, walks up to her.)

Coretta Hastings: Is everything all right, honey?

Cassidy Hastings: No. I’m having the worst writer’s block in writing this book. I can’t think of anything.

Coretta Hastings: I’m pretty sure you’ll think of something. Don’t rush it.

Cassidy Hastings: I just want my books to connect to my real-life experiences. I want my readers to know that they are not alone when they read stories like this.

Coretta Hastings: Is your book about a person going to college?

Cassidy Hastings: No, it’s about a college graduate starting out as a writer while working two jobs.

Coretta Hastings: Okay.

Cassidy Hastings: My publicist sold three of my books so far, and she wanted me to write another one by the end of May.

Coretta Hastings: How many pages have you written for this book?

Cassidy Hastings: One.

Coretta Hastings: Try to get it done as early as possible, so you won’t have to worry about missing the deadline on May 31st.

Cassidy Hastings: I will try, but I can’t make any promises.

Coretta Hastings: Stop being negative and look at the bright side. You have written three books, and your publicist sold them to every reader in America. You made a lot of money from doing that, so you need to be grateful for having your finances in order.

(Cassidy rubs her face with her hand and looks at Coretta.)

Cassidy Hastings: Are you saying that I should ignore my feelings and pretend that I’m not going through a hardship in my life?

Coretta Hastings: I want you to believe in yourself.

Cassidy Hastings: I don’t need you to tell me how I should feel.

Coretta Hastings: I am trying to help you, not judge you!

Cassidy Hastings: When have you ever helped me navigate through the difficult times in my life? (Silence.)

Coretta Hastings: Why are you accusing me of abandoning you?

Cassidy Hastings: Don’t answer the question with a question. Just tell me!

(Coretta stares at Cassidy but says nothing. She folds her arms.)

Cassidy Hastings: You can’t answer me, can you? Every time I talk to you about how I’m feeling, you shut me out.

Coretta Hastings: No, I don’t!

Cassidy Hastings: And you make my problems about you.

Coretta Hastings: I listen to what you have to say and put your emotional needs first!

Cassidy Hastings: How? (pause) You can’t.

Coretta Hastings: You’re blowing everything out of proportion.

Cassidy Hastings: Wow. I’m acting crazy.

Coretta Hastings: You need to learn how to handle criticism instead of taking everything personal.

Cassidy Hastings: This is why I can’t tell you anything because you don’t want to hear the truth.

Coretta Hastings: I’m listening to you!

Cassidy Hastings: You just said that I was making things up!

Coretta Hastings: I never said that!

Cassidy Hastings: Yes, you did! You told me that I was being—

(Cassidy throws her hands up and covers her face. She looks directly at Coretta.)

Coretta Hastings: What?

Cassidy: You know what? Forget it. I’m done wasting my time explaining things to you because you’re not getting it.

Coretta: Tell me what I’m not understanding.

Cassidy: Forget it!

Coretta: You know what? Go ahead and throw a pity party because I don’t have time for this nonsense.

(Cassidy takes her laptop, walks into her bedroom, and slams the door. Coretta walks into the kitchen and makes some meatloaf, peas, and rice.)

Coretta: You can get angry all you want. You’re just like your friend because you run away from your problems all the time. You’re nothing but a coward.

(Cassidy puts her laptop on her desk and flops on her bed. She puts her head down and cries. Her phone rings.)

Cassidy: Hello? Hi, Tarissa. My morning’s not going so well because my mom and I got into a fight. We were fighting about my concern of not being able to sell my book after it gets published. She told me to stop being negative and be grateful for making money from selling my other three books. She said that in a way of saying that my feelings didn’t matter. I know that’s not right. Every time I tell her something that’s on my mind, she shuts me out. I don’t know why I keep trying to work things out with her if she doesn’t want to listen to me. Yes, I would love to go to the mall with you tomorrow. What time are you going there? Okay, I’ll see you there at 1:00 p.m. All right, goodbye.

(Cassidy hangs up the phone and puts it on her dresser. She sits on her bed and sighs deeply. She talks to herself.)

Cassidy: I can’t wait to move into an apartment of my own one day. I’m sick of fighting with Mom about everything all the time. It’s exhausting, and it can cause me to have a heart attack. Kalin said that he was going to move into an apartment with me, so he could keep me company. I miss him so much.

(Cassidy’s phone buzzes, and she looks at it. She starts typing a text message and puts it back on the dresser.)

Coretta: (offstage) Cassidy, is everything all right up there?

Cassidy: Yes.

Coretta: (offstage) All right.

(Cassidy rolls her eyes and pulls her chair to the window. She sits on the chair and looks out the window and notices a crack on the sidewalk outside of her mother’s house. She grabs her phone and sends a text message to Coretta’s phone. Coretta walks into Cassidy’s bedroom.)

Coretta: Is the cracked sidewalk outside of my house?

Cassidy: Yes.

Coretta: I’m going to call the concrete repair company and have them fix it because I don’t want to get sued for letting people trip over it and getting a concussion from it.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Coretta leaves Cassidy’s bedroom and closes the door. Cassidy continues to look out the window and notices her boyfriend Kalin waving at her. She waves back at him.)

Cassidy: Hi, Kalin.

Kalin Hoffman: Hi, Cass. What have you been doing?

Cassidy: I’ve been writing a book.

Kalin Hoffman: Cool. What’s the name of your book?

Cassidy: It’s called Life of a College Graduate.

Kalin Hoffman: That’s awesome! I bet you’ve written a lot of pages for it.

Cassidy: No, I only wrote one. I couldn’t come up with anything.

Kalin Hoffman: Oh. That must be hard for you.

Cassidy: It is, and I have to finish it by May 31st.

Kalin Hoffman: Are you trying to write this book that relates to your college experience?

Cassidy: No, it’s about a college graduate woman working two jobs while trying to save up money for an apartment.

Kalin: Oh, okay.

Cassidy: I had the worst writer’s block when I was trying to come up with some ideas on how I should write about my character’s struggles on writing her first book.

Kalin: Have you tried thinking about your memory of writing your first book about taking college courses after you went to work?

Cassidy: No, I haven’t thought about that.

Kalin: Then you should try writing about it in your book. And if you get stuck in a rut on what you want to write next, take a break and find another hobby that will give you some inspiration for your book.

(Cassidy nods her head.)

Cassidy: Okay, I’ll try that. Thank you for the advice, Kalin.

Kalin: You’re welcome, Cassidy.

Cassidy: Do you want to come inside?

Kalin: Yes, I would love that.

(Cassidy opens up the window more, and Kalin uses a ladder to climb up in her bedroom. She closes the window, and they start to kiss each other.)

Cassidy: I missed you a lot.

Kalin: I missed you a lot, too.

Cassidy: Can you teach me how to drive this weekend?

Kalin: I thought your mom was going to teach you how to drive this weekend.

Cassidy: She told me she was going to do that, but she never did. She chose to hang out with my aunts at the movie theater yesterday.

(Kalin shakes his head back and forth.)

Kalin: I can’t believe your mom blew you off like that.

Cassidy: She says she will teach me how to do things on my own, but she never follows through with those plans. Earlier this week, she said she was going to buy the ingredients for a meal that I wanted to cook from my cookbook, but she didn’t do that.

Kalin: She is doing those things because she doesn't want to lose control over you.

Cassidy: You might be right.

Kalin: You could make a living learning how to drive a car with someone who has some driving experience. It doesn’t have to be with your mom. (Pause.)

Cassidy: I never thought of it like that.

Kalin: You don’t have to rely on your mom for everything. You can watch videos on how to cook different meals without following the recipes on a box. Cassidy: Okay. But what if I forget to add an ingredient to a meal while I’m cooking it?

Kalin: You can go back to the video you watched and see where you went wrong. (Silence.)

Cassidy: People will call me stupid for skipping a step in making an entree for myself.

Kalin: Do they call you stupid, or does your mom call you stupid?

(Cassidy looks away.)

Cassidy: Maybe.

Kalin: What do you mean “maybe”?

Cassidy: You wouldn’t understand.

Kalin: I would if you just tell me.

Cassidy: It’s complicated.

Kalin: How? Cassidy, talk to me!

(Kalin turns Cassidy’s head towards his face. Cassidy folds her arms and touches her elbows with her hands.)

Cassidy: My mom calls me stupid, okay?

Kalin: Aw, man. I’m sorry.

Cassidy: She calls me stupid when I mess something up, like forgetting to push the scrambled eggs to the center of the pan.

(Kalin puts his hand on Cassidy’s shoulder.)

Kalin: She shouldn’t have said that to you when you were trying to make scrambled eggs by yourself.

Cassidy: I know, and every time I tell her how her behavior affects me, she tells me that I am being too sensitive.

Kalin: Does she even try to understand why you’re feeling angry?

Cassidy: No!

Kalin: Cass, you seriously need to move out of your mother’s house because she is only going to tear you down.

Cassidy: I don’t make enough money at my seasonal jobs. And even if I make 900 dollars, I still won’t have enough to move out because the prices for the apartments go up every month.

Kalin: Oh, wow.

Cassidy: I lost all hope in getting out of here. (Silence.)

Kalin: You can stay with me for a while.

Cassidy: What about your parents?

Kalin: I will ask them if they are willing to let you stay in our house.

Cassidy: But we have been dating each other for three years.

Kalin: I know, and I want to keep you safe until I die. (Pause.)

Cassidy: Okay.

(There is a knock on the door.)

Kalin: Who is that?

Cassidy: That’s my mom!

Kalin: Did she hear us?

Cassidy: I think so.

Kalin: Shoot! (grabs Cassidy’s hands) Listen, I will call you after I have a talk with my parents. Everything’s going to be fine.

Cassidy: I hope so, for your sake.

(Cassidy and Kalin kiss each other. Kalin opens up the window and climbs down the ladder.)

Kalin: Goodbye, babe.

Cassidy: Goodbye.

(Coretta pounds on the door, and Cassidy closes the window.)

Coretta: Cass, open the door!

Cassidy: It’s open, Mom.

(Coretta walks into Cassidy’s bedroom.)

Coretta: What were you and Kalin talking about?

Cassidy: We were talking about going to the movies with each other next week.

Coretta: Was that it, or were you guys talking about me behind my back?

Cassidy: What are you talking about?

Coretta: I heard you say that I called you stupid for burning your scrambled eggs.

Cassidy: That’s because you did! You called me that because I forgot that scrambled eggs took less than 30 minutes to cook!

Coretta: I wanted you to follow the steps in making meals like that.

Cassidy: That’s fine, Mom. But you didn’t have to insult me that way because it doesn’t motivate me to learn from my mistakes.

Coretta: I have heard enough about this! I don’t know what your problem is, but you need to stop assuming that I’m a heartless mother.

Cassidy: That’s because you are! You never hugged me, kissed my forehead, or gave me positive reinforcements for 28 years!

Coretta: I’m sorry you feel that way.

(Cassidy throws her head back.)

Cassidy: That apology means nothing to me.

Coretta: I don’t know what to tell you then.

Cassidy: See, this is why we can’t resolve anything because you never take responsibility for anything!

Coretta: I’m done talking to you because you want to point fingers at me when I did nothing but give you a roof over your head. Don’t ask me to cook any meals for you.

(Coretta leaves Cassidy’s bedroom, slams the door shut, and exits the house. She turns on the car engines and drives off, and Cassidy collapses to the floor. She bends over and puts her face on her knees.)

Scene 2: Shopping Mall

(It is Sunday afternoon, and Cassidy and Tarissa are sitting on a bench inside the mall. They drink their strawberry smoothies. Cassidy holds her head.)

Cassidy: Whoa, that was a massive brain freeze!

Tarissa Hauser: That’s what happens when you drink cold beverages too fast.

Cassidy: I thought this smoothie wouldn’t make my head feel cold.

Tarissa Hauser: Unfortunately, it will do that to you.

Cassidy: Oh.

Tarissa Hauser: Did things get better between you and your mom?

Cassidy: No, she invaded my privacy when I was talking to Kalin yesterday!

Tarissa Hauser: How did she know you were talking to him?

Cassidy: She moved closer to my bedroom door and listened to our conversation.

Tarissa Hauser: What?

Cassidy: She even said that I was crazy for accusing her of verbally abusing me for messing up a meal!

Tarissa Hauser: Has she called you names before?

Cassidy: Yes! (Silence.)

Tarissa Hauser: I’m sorry that your mom made you feel like you were nothing.

Cassidy: She pretended that she didn’t tell me not to ask her to cook any meals for me by asking me how my day was yesterday.

(Tarissa shakes her head back and forth.)

Tarissa: Your mom shouldn’t have told you not to ask her to make you something to eat because that’s a form of neglect.

Cassidy: I agree, but the problem is, she doesn't care about how her words affect me.

Tarissa: Have you ever talked to her about why she continues to avoid having conversations with you?

Cassidy: Yes.

Tarissa: Were you able to resolve those issues you had with your mom?

Cassidy: No, I wasn’t able to do that because she kept talking about herself and kept interrupting me!

Tarissa: Maybe you two should go to counseling.

Cassidy: Forget it! I’m not going to drag my mother into therapy if she doesn’t want to fix our relationship!

Tarissa: But it can help her understand where you are coming from. (Pause.)

Cassidy: Fine. But if she says no, I will have to give up on my relationship with her.

Tarissa: No, you can’t do that. You might need her for support.

Cassidy: First of all, you don’t know what it’s like to live with a parent who treats you like the scum of the earth. So who are you to tell me that I should try harder to communicate with my mother when she doesn’t want to hear what I have to say?

Tarissa: I apologize for overstepping your boundary. I was trying to help you.

Cassidy: If you were helping me, you wouldn’t have invalidated my experience of being mistreated at home!

Tarissa: All I’m saying is that if you have a heart-to-heart conversation with your mom, then things will get better for you guys.

Cassidy: Not if a parent is a narcissist. I watched some YouTube videos about narcissistic abuse, and it turned out that my mother was a malignant narcissist.

(Cassidy gives Tarissa her phone, and Tarissa looks at it.)

Tarissa: Wow. I never heard of narcissistic abuse before.

Cassidy: That’s why I’m telling you about this. I’m not making this up. (Silence.)

Tarissa: Are you sure you’re not diagnosing your mom with malignant narcissism?

Cassidy: Oh, my gosh. You don’t believe me.

Tarissa: I just don’t want you to assume that someone is a narcissist if that person is showing compassion towards other people.

Cassidy: I cannot believe that I came all the way here and have someone like you call me insane for experiencing narcissistic abuse.

Tarissa: But Cassidy, you have to understand—

(Tarissa grabs Cassidy’s arms, but Cassidy yanks her hands away from them.)

Cassidy: I tell you everything that’s going on in my life, and you want to tell me that my mother is not abusing me!? (rubs her face and looks at Tarissa) You know what? I don’t think we should be friends anymore.

Tarissa: You can’t be serious.

Cassidy: If you were going through the same thing I’m going through, you would have encouraged me to take action and find a safe place to stay. You can have your friendship bracelet back.

(Cassidy takes her friendship bracelet off and gives it to Tarissa.)

Tarissa: I want my dress back.

Cassidy: Take it!

(Cassidy pours her smoothie on Tarissa and throws her dress at her. Cassidy storms off and sits at a table at the food court. Kalin walks towards her.)

Kalin: Hi, Cass.

Cassidy: Hi, Kali.

Kalin: Is everything okay?

(Kalin sits in the chair across from Cassidy.)

Cassidy: No, Tarissa just told me that I was crazy for telling her that my mom was being mean to me for no reason!

Kalin: Seriously?

Cassidy: Yes! She told me that I needed to stop diagnosing my mom with malignant narcissism when I was telling her about the patterns of it.

Kalin: That’s not cool for her to tell you that.

Cassidy: Exactly! She is just as bad as my mom is!

Kalin: Are you still friends with her?

Cassidy: No. I just ended my friendship with her.

Kalin: I’m sorry, honey.

(Kalin grabs her hands and rubs them with his thumbs.)

Cassidy: I hoped she would understand where I was coming from when I told her about my mom being cruel to me, but she didn’t want to hear it.

Kalin: You can’t expect everyone to validate your pain, Cassidy.

Cassidy: I guess you’re right.

Kalin: I am right. If you keep expecting everyone to show empathy towards you after you tell them about the abuse you are experiencing, they will judge you.

(Cassidy looks away.)

Cassidy: I just want someone to believe me instead of saying I am crazy for talking about what is bothering me.

Kalin: I believe you.

Cassidy: You’re just saying that to boost your own ego.

Kalin: No, I’m not. I care about you a lot. (pause) Cass, are you listening to me? Cass?

(Cassidy doesn’t look at Kalin, and Kalin taps her hand.)

Cassidy: Oh, sorry. I got lost in my fantasy. What did you say?

Kalin: I said I care about you a lot.

(Cassidy shakes her head in agreement.)

Cassidy: I just imagined myself hanging out with you at your parent’s house and going to an indoor water park with you. It made me realize that I was better off not having my mother in my life anymore.

Kalin: Oh, okay.

Cassidy: I also realized it was better off that my mom didn’t support me in becoming a writer because she would only tell me I should have written 300 pages instead of 180 pages.

Kalin: Yeah.

(Cassidy opens the bag up and takes out a box of Fig Newtons. She opens the box, and she sees four pieces of Fig Newtons.)

Cassidy: I can’t believe my mom ate 20 pieces of Fig Newtons in this box!

Kalin: Did she save you some pieces?

Cassidy: Yes, and she just ate half of them because I told her that I was going to share them with you.

Kalin: Why would she say that?

Cassidy: Because she hates the fact that you provide emotional support for me, and she doesn’t.

Kalin: That’s really not cool.

Cassidy: No, it isn’t! She tells me not to trust anyone but her when she is the one who doesn’t allow me to have opinions of my own.

Kalin: She is trying to isolate you from people who are looking out for your best interest. And I’m one of those people.

Cassidy: I know. It’s like she wants me to be a carbon copy of her. (Silence.)

Kalin: I’m afraid you will have to distance yourself from her because she is not going to stop living her life through you.

Cassidy: Yeah.

Kalin: I called my parents last night and told them that your mom abused you.

Cassidy: And what did they say?

Kalin: They said you could stay with us for as long as you needed to.

Cassidy: Won’t I invade your family’s space?

Kalin: No, you won’t.

Cassidy: Are you sure?

Kalin: Yes.

Cassidy: Okay. (pause) Man, I almost forgot.

Kalin: What?

Cassidy: If my mom finds out I’m going to live with you, she’ll try to keep my belongings in the house.

Kalin: She can’t do that. It’s against the law.

Cassidy: I know, but she doesn’t care about that. She only cares about getting pleasure out of making me suffer. (Silence.)

Kalin: Wow.

Cassidy: She also tells me that she allows me to go places by myself when she keeps me from leaving the house.

Kalin: Has she been telling you what you want to hear?

Cassidy: Yes, she has.

Kalin: That’s manipulation.

Cassidy: I don’t believe this.

Kalin: I watched a video on narcissistic family members before I left my house, and it talked about manipulating a relative into believing that they shouldn’t build a relationship with anyone outside of the family.

Cassidy: Oh.

Kalin: You might want to watch these types of videos. They might help you understand what you’re dealing with.

Cassidy: Do I have to go on YouTube and look up narcissistic abuse in families?

Kalin: Yes. You do have the YouTube app on your phone, right?

Cassidy: Oh, yes.

Kalin Hoffman: Then you won’t have any problems searching for that topic.

Cassidy Hastings: All right. Thank you, Kalin.

Kalin Hoffman: You’re welcome, babe.

(Kalin and Cassidy kiss each other, and Cassidy’s phone rings. She picks it up and looks at it.)

Cassidy Hastings: Oh, no.

Kalin Hoffman: What is it?

(Cassidy shows her phone to Kalin.)

Cassidy Hastings: I have to answer my mom’s call. She wants to know if I am still at the mall.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay. Does she know I’m at the mall with you right now?

Cassidy Hastings: No, but I will tell her that.

Kalin Hoffman: All right.

(Cassidy answers the phone.)

Cassidy Hastings: Hello? Hi, Mom. Yeah, I’m still at the mall. Did you need anything? Wait, did you say that you were going to be home early on Tuesday? The reason why I asked you that was because I was going to stay at Kalin’s house on that day. Why not? I haven’t hung out with him in three months. I don’t care. I am allowed to hang out with my boyfriend anytime I want to. I am a grown woman! You can’t keep me locked up in the house forever! I am not you, Mom! I have my own life now! That’s—Can you let me finish my sentence?! I’m not being rude to—Listen to me! I have to call you back because you’re cutting me off again.

(Cassidy hangs up the phone and groans.)

Kalin Hoffman: Your mom didn’t take that very well, did she?

Cassidy Hastings: No, she said I could not go to your house because you had male relatives that could be rapists.

Kalin Hoffman: Seriously?! My dad, uncles, and guy cousins are not rapists!

Cassidy Hastings: I know they’re not rapists, and she never met them in person!

(Kalin sighs and rubs his face. He looks at Cassidy.)

Kalin Hoffman: I’m going to tell my parents what happened, and I’m going to come to your house to help you pack your things on Thursday. You’re not safe there.

Cassidy Hastings: Okay. But my mom doesn’t get off work until 4:00 at noon.

Kalin Hoffman: Then I will come by in the morning.

Cassidy Hastings: Okay. You will have to go inside my house through the back door because my mom exits the front door to get in her car.

Kalin Hoffman: Has she parked her car in the back door?

Cassidy Hastings: No, she never parks her car in the back door.

Kalin Hoffman: Oh, okay.

Cassidy Hastings: Make sure you close the back door quietly.

Kalin Hoffman: Why?

Cassidy Hastings: Because if you close it loudly, my mom will know that you are trying to help me take my things to your house.

Kalin Hoffman: Oh, man.

Cassidy Hastings: Last week, I closed the back door loudly. She heard it when she was getting ready to take a shower. She asked me where I was going, I told her I was going to the movies with Tarissa.

Kalin Hoffman: Did she let you go to the movies with her?

Cassidy Hastings: No! She told me that it was too dangerous to go there at night, even if I was with a friend.

Kalin Hoffman: She didn’t want you to get kidnapped or killed by a stranger.

Cassidy Hastings: I get that she didn’t want me to get hurt, but I’m not a child anymore. I’m allowed to hang out with friends without adult supervision.

Kalin Hoffman: I agree.

Cassidy Hastings: I’m just tired of being treated like a kid, and I’m tired of being confined to my mom’s house.

Kalin Hoffman: I hear you, and your mom doesn’t have the right to dictate on how you should live your life.

Cassidy Hastings: Exactly. (looks at her phone) Well, I should head back home because it’s going to get dark soon.

Kalin Hoffman: Do you want me to drive you home?

Cassidy Hastings: Yes. Wait, won’t your mom get angry when she finds out that you took her car?

Kalin Hoffman: No, she will not get angry because I asked her if I could drive it.

Cassidy Hastings: And what did she say?

Kalin Hoffman: She said yes.

Cassidy Hastings: Oh, okay.

Kalin Hoffman: Are you ready to leave the mall, or do you want to keep shopping at different stores?

Cassidy: No, I want to go back home.

Kalin: Okay.

(Cassidy and Kalin exit the mall and walk in the parking lot. They get in the car, and Kalin turns on the engines with the car keys. They put on their seat belts, and Kalin drives away from the parking lot.)

Scene 3: Kalin’s House

(It is Tuesday evening, and Kalin and Cassidy are laying in Kalin’s bed with no clothes on. They are covered in sweat, and Cassidy is laying on top of Kalin.)

Cassidy: That was amazing. I have never felt so alive for a long time.

Kalin: That’s because I was on vacation with my family at another state.

Cassidy: What state did you guys travel to?

Kalin: We travelled to San Francisco in October.

Cassidy: Have you explored around the city with your family?

Kalin: Yes, we went to different restaurants to eat foods that we never had, like the American Bacon Sandwich with French Fries.

Cassidy: I bet it was delicious.

Kalin: Oh, it was absolutely delicious! They put the smokehouse maple seasoning in the bacon before they put it in the frying pan.

Cassidy: That’s awesome!

Kalin: You have to come to San Francisco with me one day. The view of the buildings are amazing!

Cassidy: Maybe I will.

(Cassidy rubs Kalin’s chest with her hand, and they kiss each other. Cassidy looks away.)

Kalin: What?

Cassidy: Are you sure your parents are okay with me spending the night with you?

Kalin: Yes, they’re okay with you spending the night with me.

Cassidy: All right. I asked you that because I didn’t want them to think I was taking advantage of them.

Kalin: You’re not taking advantage of them, Cass. They said that they didn’t have a problem with you sleeping here.

Cassidy: Okay.

Kalin: Did your mom say anything after you left her house?

Cassidy: She said she would see me later, glared at me, and slammed the door behind me.

(Kalin shakes his head.)

Kalin: She needs to stop treating you like a 10-year-old! She needs to realize that you are your own person, not an extension of her!

Cassidy: Whenever I do something that she asks me to do, she never acknowledges my hard work. When she looks at the kitchen, she will tell me that it’s not clean enough.

Kalin: She is ungrateful for how you keep the house clean, and you shouldn’t have to work so hard to gain her approval.

Cassidy: Yeah, but she loves to make me feel bad about myself by making horrible comments about my house cleaning skills.

Kalin: I’m sorry that she made you feel like you’re not good enough.

(Kalin rubs Cassidy’s back.)

Cassidy: She’s been making me feel like that throughout my entire life.

Kalin: She shouldn’t be a mother if she is going to treat you like that.

Cassidy: My mom says she loves me after she insults me, and it makes me feel special. (Silence.)

Kalin: Cassidy, that’s not love. A mother that loves you will never work so hard to tear you down.

Cassidy: I didn’t know that.

Kalin: I think you should learn how to love yourself before you love someone else.

Cassidy: You love me, don’t you?

Kalin: Of course I do. I just want you to embrace your flaws and accept yourself for who you are.

Cassidy: Okay, I’ll try to do that.

Kalin: All right.

(Rio opens the door and walks into Kalin’s bedroom.)

Rio Hoffman: Hey Kalin, I was wondering if you have any—Oh, my gosh!

(Kalin and Cassidy jump and cover themselves up with Kalin’s comforter. They scream.)

Kalin Hoffman: Rio, would it kill you to knock the door?!

Rio Hoffman: Sorry, I didn’t know you guys were getting busy!

Kalin Hoffman: (at the same time) Hey! When the door is closed, make sure you knock first!

Rio Hoffman: Okay, Jesus! I was wondering if you have a curling iron in your closet.

Kalin Hoffman: Yes, I do. Just take it and get out.

Rio Hoffman: Geez, you’re so aggressive.

Kalin Hoffman: And you’re so intrusive.

(Rio rolls her eyes at Kalin as she takes the curling iron and exits Kalin’s bedroom. She closes the door. Cassidy’s face turns red, and she looks at Kalin.)

Cassidy Hastings: Did your cousin just walk in on us?

Kalin Hoffman: Yes, she did.

Cassidy Hastings: Do your parents walk in on you, too?

Kalin Hoffman: No.

Cassidy Hastings: Oh, okay.

(Cassidy’s phone buzzes.)

Kalin Hoffman: Is that your phone?

Cassidy Hastings: Yes, but it’s probably my mom. I’m not going to answer it because she threw a tantrum over me spending the night at your house.

Kalin Hoffman: I agree.

Cassidy Hastings: And she wants to call me and ask me how I am doing in a way of pretending that she did not get aggressive with me.

Kalin Hoffman: Wow.

Cassidy Hastings: I am about to cut her out of my life because she keeps playing these mind games with me. And she never takes responsibility for her behavior.

Kalin Hoffman: I’m sorry that you have to deal with this.

(Cassidy sighs and looks away. Kalin wraps his arms around Cassidy’s waist.)

Kalin Hoffman: I also support you in your decision of going no contact with your mother.

Cassidy Hastings: Thank you, Kali. That means a lot to me.

Kalin Hoffman: You are welcome, baby.

(Jackie knocks on Kalin’s door.)

Jackie Hoffman: (offstage) Kalin, Cassidy, do you guys want some dessert?

Kalin: No, Mom. I don’t want any desserts.

Jackie Hoffman: (offstage) Cassidy, what about you?

Cassidy: No, thank you, Mrs. Hoffman.

Jackie Hoffman: (offstage) All right.

(Jackie walks away from Kalin’s door.)

Cassidy: Wow, your mom really seems nice.

Kalin: Yeah, she is.

Cassidy: I was expecting her to give me the silent treatment earlier this afternoon.

Kalin: Why?

Cassidy: Because I assumed that she would call me names behind my back.

Kalin: No, my mom would never do that. She cares about you, and she loves you for who you are.

Cassidy: Really?

Kalin: Yes. (Silence.)

Cassidy: I bet your father is only nice to take my money and keep it for himself.

Kalin: No, my father is not like that. He only cares about your well-being.

Cassidy: Are you sure?

Kalin: Yes, I’m sure. Why would you think that he would steal your finances?

Cassidy: Because my mom would do something like that after I get paid for selling my books to other people.

Kalin: Cassidy, my father loves the fact that you write books and sell them to people who want to read them. He is not going to go after your money.

Cassidy: Oh.

Kalin: Listen, I know you have been hurt by your mom so many times. But that doesn't mean you shouldn’t put your trust in anyone. (Silence.)

Cassidy: If I put my trust in people, I’ll get hurt again.

Kalin: You don’t have to trust everyone. You can trust a couple of them, including me.

Cassidy: Okay. You know, after I realized that my mother was a narcissist, I lost everything. Including looking for an apartment.

Kalin: Well, you still have me.

Cassidy: I know I have you, Kalin. But I’m talking about being trapped with my mother with no way out. I don’t have a large support system outside of my family.

Kalin: Have you ever reached out to anyone that could give you resources for housing?

Cassidy: Yes! I talked to a social worker about it, and she gave me some links for housing applications. I clicked on the links and filled out every single application, and they said it would take 6-10 years for me to get approved for housing in Washington.

Kalin: Oh. Well, what about searching for low income apartments?

Cassidy: I tried searching for that, too, and I couldn’t find one because they were too expensive. I tried everything, and nothing worked, Kalin. (Silence.)

Kalin: I didn’t know you were struggling to get your own place, Cassidy.

Cassidy: And now I lost all hope because of that.

Kalin: I’m sorry that no one helped you get out of your mother’s house sooner.

Cassidy: It’s crazy that those housing authorities will not place me in an apartment right away because I am living with a narcissistic parent who gives me food every day.

Kalin: Wow.

Cassidy: It’s like I don’t count as a narcissistic abuse survivor. No matter what I do, the system won’t take my situation seriously.

Kalin: People like that shouldn’t be working at any housing authority if they’re going to keep other people in abusive situations.

Cassidy: Yeah.

Kalin: Like my parents said, you can stay with us for as long as you need to.

Cassidy: Thank you, babe.

(Kalin and Cassidy hug and kiss each other. Kalin puts her head on his chest.)

Kalin: So, do you want to get some breakfast at Tessa’s Diner tomorrow?

Cassidy: Sure, I’m down for it.

Kalin: Have you ever tried this yogurt?

(Kalin picks up his cup of raspberry yogurt and shows it to Cassidy.)

Cassidy: No. What flavor is it?

Kalin: It’s a raspberry yogurt that my mom and dad bought from the supermarket. It has a sweet taste to it.

Cassidy: I wish I could have bought one for myself.

Kalin: Well, you don’t have to. You can eat it with me.

Cassidy: But I don’t have a spoon.

Kalin: I have a box of plastic spoons on my dresser. I’ll get one for you.

Cassidy: Thanks.

(Kalin takes out a plastic spoon from the box and hands it to Cassidy. Cassidy scoops up the raspberry yogurt, but she is struggling to lift it up.)

Kalin: What’s the matter?

Cassidy: This yogurt is very sticky. How long have you had it in your room?

Kalin: For 2 hours.

Cassidy: 2 hours?!

Kalin: Yeah.

Cassidy: Kalin, you’re not supposed to leave your yogurt out for too long. It will dry out and get spoiled.

Kalin: I’m sorry, babe.

Cassidy: It’s okay. Just don’t forget to eat it after you take it out of the refrigerator.

Kalin: All right.

(Darius knocks on Kalin’s door.)

Darius Hoffman: (offstage) Kalin, can I come in for a moment?

Kalin: Yes, Pop. Just give us a minute to get dressed.

Darius Hoffman: Okay.

(Darius waits in the hallway, and Kalin and Cassidy put their clothes on. Kalin makes up his bed.)

Kalin: Okay, Pop, you can come in.

(Darius walks into Kalin’s room.)

Darius Hoffman: Are you guys okay?

Cassidy Hastings: Yes, we’re okay, Mr. Hoffman.

Darius Hoffman: Okay. Cassidy, your cooking skills are amazing. How were you able to cook so many meals?

Cassidy Hastings: I learned how to do that from watching a lot of YouTube videos.

Darius Hoffman: Does your mom let you cook in the kitchen?

Cassidy Hastings: No. She doesn’t let me do that because she is afraid I will stop relying on her to cook meals for me. And she is aware that I am an adult who knows how to make entrees for myself.

Darius Hoffman: I can’t believe your mom treats you like a baby.

Cassidy Hastings: Yeah.

Darius Hoffman: She needs to stop dominating your choices and let you live your life.

Cassidy Hastings: I agree.

Kalin Hoffman: I told Cassidy that I was going to help her pack her things and take them to our house this Thursday.

Darius Hoffman: Cassidy, will your mom be home on that day?

Cassidy Hastings: No, she will be at work.

Darius Hoffman: Okay. Son, if her mom keeps her belongings or holds her hostage, call me immediately. And I will call the police.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay, Dad.

Darius Hoffman: I don’t want anything bad to happen to you two.

Kalin Hoffman: I understand.

(Cassidy’s phone buzzes, and Cassidy picks it up from Kalin’s dresser. She looks at it and rolls her eyes.)

Cassidy: Oh, brother. Here we go again.

Kalin: What?

Cassidy: My mom just asked me could I fix her some soup when I come home tomorrow.

Kalin: Seriously?!

Darius: Now why would she ask you to feed her some soup when you go to her house?

Cassidy: Because she wants me to take care of her like a toddler. This morning, she asked me to throw her trash in the trash can for her.

Darius: And did you do that for her?

Cassidy: Yes. The reason why she asked me to do that was because she didn’t want to get up and clean up after herself. (Silence.)

Darius: It sounds like your mom is training you to be her parent instead of encouraging you to be independent.

Cassidy: She is, and I’m sick of it!

Darius: I hear you, and a parent is supposed to guide you in the right direction, not the other way around.

Kalin: I’m sorry that she made you put her needs ahead of your own, Cassidy.

(Kalin rubs Cassidy’s shoulder with his hand.)

Cassidy: Thanks.

Kalin: Hey Dad, is Mom using the car tomorrow?

Darius: Yes, she is using it to drive herself to work. Why?

Kalin: Because I wanted to take Cassidy to Tessa’s Diner in the morning.

Darius: Oh, okay. But your mom doesn’t get off of work until 5:00 at night.

Kalin: Dang. Looks like we’ll have to take the bus.

Darius: You don’t have to. You can ask her to drop you two off at Tessa’s Diner, but you will have to get up early.

Kalin: Why?

Darius: Because her shift starts at 9:00 in the morning.

Kalin: Oh, yeah. I forgot about that.

Cassidy: Baby, let’s just get ready for bed, so we won’t feel tired during the day.

Kalin: Okay.

Darius: Good night, you guys. I’ll see you in the morning.

Kalin: Good night, Pops.

Cassidy: Good night, Mr. Hoffman.

Darius: Cassidy, if you want, you can call me Darius.

Cassidy: Are you sure?

Darius: Yes. I won’t be offended if you call me by my first name.

Cassidy: Uh, okay.

Darius: Sleep well, you two.

Cassidy and Kalin: We will.

(Darius exits Kalin’s bedroom, and Cassidy and Kalin take out their sleepwear. Cassidy takes her power toothbrush and shower cap out.)

Cassidy: I’m going to hop in the shower and brush my teeth. I will let you know when I’m done.

Kalin: Okay. Take your time in the bathroom. I don’t want you to fall and hurt yourself.

Cassidy: All right, I will.

(Kalin and Cassidy kiss each other, and Cassidy takes her power toothbrush and shower cap with her. She exits Kalin’s bedroom and enters the bathroom.)


Scene 4: Tessa’s Diner

(It is Wednesday morning, and Kalin and Cassidy are sitting at the table. They look at their menus and flip the pages. They put them down and look at each other.)

Cassidy: Well, I know what meal I’m getting for breakfast.

Kalin: What?

Cassidy: I’m getting two pancakes with strawberries and chocolate syrup on them.

Kalin: Okay.

Cassidy: What about you? (Pause.)

Kalin: I’m getting the Belgian waffles with two strips of bacon.

Cassidy: All right.

(Kalin stares at Cassidy’s outfit.)

Cassidy: What?

Kalin: You look beautiful in that shirt.

Cassidy: Oh. Well, thank you.

Kalin: You’re welcome.

Cassidy: I bought this outfit from the Cedar Picks clothing store on Monday.

Kalin: That’s nice.

Cassidy: I figured that I would treat myself every now and then.

Kalin: And you should because you deserve to have some time for yourself.

Cassidy: I guess you’re right.

(Cassidy looks away and fidgets with her fingers.)

Kalin: What’s wrong?

Cassidy: I’m so used to my mom berating me for spending my money on anything I want, like buying a necklace for myself. I don’t feel like I deserve to do that.

Kalin: Yes, you do. You are allowed to spend your money on whatever you want.

Cassidy: Can I do that?

Kalin: Yes. You are old enough to handle your finances.

Cassidy: Okay.

Kalin: I want you to feel comfortable in doing what makes you happy.

Cassidy: But don’t I need your permission for that?

Kalin: No, you don’t need my permission.

Cassidy: Oh.

Kalin: There’s nothing wrong with making choices for yourself.

Cassidy: All right.

Kalin: Cassie, your mom tried to break you. But I see you taking your power back day by day.

Cassidy: Kalin, all I did was tell you about the abuse at home and make an escape plan.

Kalin: Speaking out against abuse and coming up with a strategy to leave are a part of taking your power back.

Cassidy: I didn’t think about it that way.

Kalin: Yeah.

Cassidy: I forgot to mention that I put the dishes away before we left this morning.

Kalin: Oh, thank you.

Cassidy: You’re welcome. I figured that I would return a favor to you guys since you have done a lot for me.

Kalin: That was nice of you to do that.

Cassidy: I was going to mop the floor after we ate breakfast, but your dad told me to let him worry about that.

Kalin: He said that because he didn’t want you to develop a fainting spell from taking on unnecessary work.

Cassidy: Hmm.

(Cassidy looks down as tears start to come out of her eyes.)

Kalin: Why are you crying, baby?

Cassidy: Because none of the adults have looked out for me like that.

Kalin: I hate the fact that you had to deal with that alone.

Cassidy: I agree.

Kalin: Your driving skills were amazing this morning.

Cassidy: Yeah, right. I ran into another car while trying to park the car.

Kalin: It’s okay. You will get the hang of it.

Cassidy: No, I won’t! I’m nothing but an awful driver!

Kalin: No, you’re not! You’re just learning how to drive. You can’t expect yourself to get everything right for the first time.

Cassidy: You’re just saying that to boost your ego.

Kalin: I’m being honest with you! I would never destroy your confidence in doing anything you put your mind to. (Silence.)

Cassidy: I’m sorry. I’m just used to my mom insulting me when it comes to trying new things for myself.

Kalin: I’m not your mom.

Cassidy: It’s hard for me to accept genuine compliments because my mom always says I need to do better in keeping my bedroom clean, even when I do that.

Kalin: Oh, wow.

Cassidy: I keep hoping that if I do everything in my power to make my mom happy, she will praise me for my hard work.

Kalin: I don’t think that will happen because she will continue to have unrealistic expectations for you. Like telling you to have the same personality that she has by getting aggressive with people for bumping into you.

Cassidy: Yeah, she has told me something like that a hundred times. (Silence.)

Kalin: Your mom is evil.

Cassidy: I agree, Kalin. Oh, before I forget, I want to tell you that I applied for low-income housing on the computer on Monday evening.

Kalin: Oh, okay. Did they have any apartments available in the Lincoln County?

Cassidy: Yes, they only had one apartment available there.

Kalin: Did you select that one?

Cassidy: No, I selected that one and another apartment in the Adams County.

Kalin: All right, that’s cool. (pause) Wait, is the second apartment located in South Lind, Washington?

Cassidy: Yeah. Why?

Kalin: Because that area is infested with high activities of crime. So many people died from gun violence.

Cassidy: Are you serious?!

Kalin: Yes.

Cassidy: Oh, shoot. I do not want to put myself in harm’s way from living in an area like that because I don’t feel like getting shot by a gunner when I go to a grocery store at night.

Kalin: I hear you.

Cassidy: On Tuesday morning, the Lincoln County Housing Authority called me and told me that it would take 6 years for us to get approved for an apartment.

Kalin: What?! Why would they say that?!

Cassidy: Because they said that you and I were not in danger of being homeless, and they said that living with an abusive parent doesn’t count.

(Kalin throws his head back and rubs his face with his hands.)

Kalin: That is insane.

Cassidy: Also, the prices for every apartment in Washington were extremely high. I tried applying for public housing for every city in the Lincoln County, and nobody sent me an email for an update.

Kalin: I think they’re trying to build more houses for people to live in instead of helping other people move into a place that they can afford.

Cassidy: It makes no sense. Why would they tell everyone to apply for low-income housing and leave them hanging by not responding to them over email? (Silence.)

Kalin: They need to get it together or have people call the number to another housing authority who will approve them for affordable housing as soon as possible.

Cassidy: I know, but they don’t want to do it. All they care about is money.

Kalin: Yeah.

Cassidy: I just want to give up on looking for a place of our own because of this.

Kalin: Don’t do that. There are other ways to apply for a one bedroom for two people.

Cassidy: Right.

Kalin: I mean it. You can look up websites that relate to that and fill out the applications on a computer. You can also fill them out on paper and mail them out to the housing companies.

(Cassidy sighs and throws her head back.)

Cassidy: Fine. I will try to do that. But if they don’t respond back within the next five days, I’m done.

Kalin: All right.

(Kalin and Cassidy sit in silence. Then, Cassidy sniffs a scent from the kitchen.)

Cassidy: What’s that smell?

Kalin: I don’t smell anything.

Cassidy: Well, it smells like the chef is making a peach pie.

Kalin: Really?

Cassidy: Yes.

Kalin: I bet it tastes delicious.

Cassidy: You never had peach pie before?

Kalin: No.

Cassidy: I used to get peach pies from a bakery I go to after my shift at the baseball stadium.

Kalin: Wait, the bakery is near the baseball stadium?

Cassidy: Yes, it is. You should go there and eat one sometime.

Kalin: Maybe I will.

Cassidy: Where is the waiter? She should be walking towards our table now.

Kalin: She’s probably taking other people’s orders at the moment.

Cassidy: Is this diner always busy on the weekdays?

Kalin: Not really. They usually have a lot of waiters serve food to everyone’s tables at a fast pace. But the service is slow because they’re short on staff members.

Cassidy: Maybe some of them are out with the flu.

Kalin: Yeah.

(Kalin’s phone buzzes, and Kalin looks at it. He rolls his eyes.)

Cassidy: Did somebody text you?

Kalin: Yes. It’s my cousin Rio. She wanted to know if we were going to make out after we leave the restaurant.

Cassidy: Oh, my goodness! Is she trying to get some information about our sex life?

Kalin: Pretty much.

Cassidy: Wow.

Kalin: She wants me to tell her everything about how we find ways to connect with each other in a romantic way.

(Cassidy raises her eyelids.)

Cassidy: She needs to stop overstepping your boundaries because that’s not cool. What we do in your bedroom is none of her business.

Kalin: I will tell her that when I go back home.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Cassidy types on her phone and sends a message to Coretta. Her phone buzzes, and she looks at it. She raises her eyebrows.)

Kalin: What?

Cassidy: My mom just sent me a text message saying that I was coming home later because you were keeping me away from her.

Kalin: That’s ridiculous! I would never isolate you from your mother!

Cassidy: She’s only saying this because she doesn't want me to interact with anyone who will call her out on her abusive behavior.

Kalin: Does she isolate you from other people every day? (Pause.)

Cassidy: Yes, she does.

Kalin: Yeah, you definitely can’t live with her anymore because it sounds like she wants to keep you locked up in her house.

Cassidy: She doesn’t do that when I leave for work.

Kalin: I get that she lets you go to work, but Cassidy, it’s not okay for your mom to force you to stay in her house against your will.

Cassidy: She only did it one time.

Kalin: It doesn’t matter if it happened one time. Holding someone hostage is against the law.

Cassidy: No one is going to believe me, Kalin.

Kalin: But my dad believes you.

Cassidy: Maybe. But if I tell him my mom locked me up in her house last month, he will probably make excuses for her behavior.

Kalin: You are going to have to talk to him about it tonight.

Cassidy: I don’t know.

Kalin: Babe, I promise that he will listen to what you have to say. You have to trust me.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Cassidy’s phone buzzes non-stop. She looks at it and scrolls down. She gasps as her hands start to shake.)

Kalin: What’s going on?

Cassidy: My mom said that if I don’t come home tonight, she will cut me off financially.

Kalin: What?!

Cassidy: She said she would stop putting more money into my bank account if I stayed at your parents’ house for another night.

Kalin: She is going too far with her threats. And on top of it, that’s financial abuse.

Cassidy: I thought financial abuse involves taking a person’s money away from them by draining their bank accounts.

Kalin: Threatening to steal someone’s finances for not wanting to come home is also financial abuse.

Cassidy: Aw, man.

Kalin: I’m calling my dad right now. He needs to know about this situation.

Cassidy: What’s he going to do?

Kalin: I don’t know yet.

Cassidy: Oh.

Kalin: But if your mom tries to hold you down while you are moving your things out of her house, my dad will have her arrested.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Kalin grabs Cassidy’s hands.)

Kalin: Don’t tell your mom that you’re moving out tomorrow. If you do, she will put a tracking device on your phone and watch every move you make.

Cassidy: Oh, she will do more than that, Kalin. She will keep the money that I earned from selling my books and hide it in her safe.

Kalin: Oh, shoot. You have to hide your cash in a place where she can’t find it.

Cassidy: I don’t know where I should hide my cash at.

Kalin: Do you have a cash box?

Cassidy: No, but I do have five wallets in my closet.

Kalin: You can put your cash in one of your wallets, so your mom won’t get to it.

Cassidy: Okay.

Kalin: Cassidy, make sure you pack your things tonight.

Cassidy: But what if I forget to bring my clothes with me?

Kalin: We will take your clothes to my house before your mom comes back from her job.

Cassidy: All right.

Kalin: I won’t let anything happen to you.

(Kalin rubs Cassidy’s hands with his thumbs, and Cassidy looks down.)


Scene 5: Coretta’s House

(It is Thursday morning, and Cassidy puts her personal items in the garbage bags. Kalin puts her clothes and shoes in her large suitcase. Cassidy looks at the five dollars on her desk and walks to her desk. She picks it up and checks her wallet from her purse in the closet. The zipper to the wallet is open.)

Cassidy: Oh, my goodness. The rest of my money is gone!

Kalin: What?!

Cassidy: My money. My mom went into my room and took 680 dollars from my wallet last night!

Kalin: How did she know it was in there? (Silence.)

Cassidy: She went into my closet by checking every wallet that was stored in my other purses. Then, she grabbed most of the cash from my white and black wallet and spend it on groceries.

Kalin: She can’t do that because spending someone else’s money on essential items without their permission is a crime.

Cassidy: She only did that to keep me from buying an apartment.

Kalin: Your mom is out of control.

Cassidy: Tell me about it.

(Cassidy and Kalin continue to pack up Cassidy’s essential items, and Kalin’s phone rings. He picks it up and puts it on speaker.)

Kalin: Hello? Hi, Dad. Yes, Cassidy and I are storing her things in the garbage bags and in her suitcase right now. Listen, I’ve got some bad news. Cassidy told me that her mom stole most of her money from her black and white wallet. She told me that she used it to buy some food. Now she can’t rent an apartment. You will? Thanks, Dad. I appreciate you helping Cassidy with her finances. All right, I have to go. I will call you when we leave her mother’s house. Goodbye.

(Kalin hangs up the phone.)

Cassidy: Who was that on the phone?

Kalin Hoffman: It was my dad. I told him what your mom did last night.

Cassidy Hastings: What did he say?

Kalin Hoffman: He said that your mom should not have raided your closet like that. He also said that it wasn’t okay for her to take your money without asking you.

Cassidy Hastings: He’s right about that. But now, I only have five dollars sitting on my desk. How am I supposed to buy a one-bedroom home with that?

Kalin Hoffman: My dad said he would put some cash aside for you.

Cassidy Hastings: Are you serious?

Kalin Hoffman: Yes.

Cassidy Hastings: I don’t want to take your dad’s money from him.

Kalin Hoffman: You are not taking his money. He just wants to help you build your finances up by giving you some cash for housing.

Cassidy Hastings: Okay. But I am also going to finish writing my book and send it to my publicist. Once she publishes my book and puts it on the market, I will receive some money from people who will want to buy it.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay.

Cassidy Hastings: I don’t want to live off of your father’s money by using him for my personal gain.

Kalin Hoffman: You’re not. He wants to see you make something of yourself by going after your passion of writing stories. (Silence.)

Cassidy Hastings: I don’t know how to respond to that.

Kalin Hoffman: When someone offers to help you in your time of need, they’re only doing that out of love.

Cassidy: Yeah, right.

Kalin: I’m serious. People don’t take advantage of each other when they offer support from one another, like giving them homemade meals in a homeless shelter.

Cassidy: I’m so used to my mom providing me emotional support while forcing me to clean up after her at the same time.

Kalin: That’s not love. Love is about showing up for other people when they are struggling with personal issues.

Cassidy: Hmm.

Kalin: You also have to tell someone about your emotional pain instead of keeping it to yourself.

Cassidy: But what if I don’t want to talk to other people about my feelings?

Kalin: If you don’t tell them what is bothering you, they will not know how to help you.

Cassidy: Oh.

Kalin: Do you have any more clothes that you want to take with you?

Cassidy: Yes, I have a lot of clothes in my closet.

Kalin: Okay. Grab as many of them as you can and put them in the garbage bags.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Cassidy grabs her clothes and puts them in two separate garbage bags. She looks in her closet and searches for more clothes.)

Kalin: Do you know what other items you want to pack up?

Cassidy: Just my jewelry box.

Kalin: What about your laptop?

Cassidy: I’m packing my laptop up, too.

Kalin: Okay. Where’s the case for it?

Cassidy: It’s next to my desk.

Kalin: Oh, okay.

Cassidy: Are we putting my stuff in your car?

Kalin: No, we’re putting your stuff in the moving truck.

Cassidy: Well, when is the moving truck supposed to arrive?

Kalin: It will arrive shortly.

Cassidy: Oh, okay. Cool.

(Kalin and Cassidy continue to pack up more belongings as Cassidy’s phone buzzes. She doesn’t pick it up.)

Kalin: Have you thought about getting a new cell phone after we go back to my house?

Cassidy: No. Why?

Kalin: Because your mom might leave you 30 nasty text messages on your phone after we put your things in the truck.

Cassidy: But I can block her number on my current phone.

Kalin: That’s not going to stop her from leaving you horrible voicemails on there.

Cassidy: Aw, man. I forgot about that.

Kalin: Is your phone on your mom’s plan?

(Cassidy squints her eyes and throws her head back. She puts her hand on her head.)

Cassidy: Yes, it is.

Kalin: Then you have a problem.

Cassidy: Why do you say that?

Kalin: Because your mom can turn your cell phone off without you even knowing.

Cassidy: Oh, shoot.

Kalin: I’m afraid you’re going to have to buy another one and put it on your plan.

Cassidy: Yeah.

(The moving truck arrives at the front of Coretta’s house, and the engines are cut off. Kalin looks out the window.)

Kalin: Looks like the moving truck’s here.

Cassidy: But we’re not even done packing yet.

Kalin: It’s all right. Just pack as many things as you can and give them to me.

Cassidy: Are you going to load them up in the back of the truck?

Kalin: Yes. Now let’s get to work.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Cassidy packs up the rest of her possessions and hands them to Kalin. Kalin takes the trash bags and her suitcase. He opens the door and puts them inside the truck. Cassidy puts the other garbage bags outside of her bedroom door, and Kalin walks back upstairs.)

Kalin: Are you taking anything else?

Cassidy: Yes, I am taking my work clothes, my ID badge, and my handbook with me.

Kalin: Okay, hand me those things so I can load them up in the truck.

Cassidy: All right.

(Cassidy hands her items for work to Kalin, and Kalin puts them in the trash bag. He takes the trash bags and puts them in the truck. He tries to enter Coretta’s house, but Coretta runs into him.)

Kalin: Ms. Hastings, what are you doing here? I thought you were at work.

Coretta: I was at work, but I called out earlier. Why are you at my house?

(Coretta glares at Kalin and folds her arms.)

Kalin: I was just helping a neighbor take her things to a moving storage unit.

Coretta: So you’re helping one of my neighbors with that.

Kalin: Yup.

Coretta: Where’s Cassidy?

Kalin: She’s staying at a friend’s house.

Coretta: Okay.

Kalin: I would love to stay and chat, Ms. Hastings, but I have to finish loading up the truck for your neighbor.

Coretta: Okay.

(Coretta enters her house. She walks upstairs to her room, but she sees the trash bags on the top of the steps. She looks at Cassidy, who is packing the rest of her possessions up. She storms into her bedroom, and Cassidy jumps. She looks at Coretta.)

Cassidy: Mom, what are you doing here?

Coretta: Do you want to tell me why the trash bags are on the top of the steps?

Cassidy: Because I’m moving.

Coretta: Where are you moving to?

Cassidy: I’m moving to a friend’s house.

Coretta: No, you’re not. You’re moving in with that pathetic boyfriend of yours.

Cassidy: First of all, he’s not pathetic. And he treats me with respect.

Coretta: You’re just saying that to hurt my feelings.

Cassidy: No, I’m not! I’m going to live with him because you are constantly interfering with my life.

Coretta: I am looking out for your best interest, but you don’t see that. All you do is treat me like a toy.

Cassidy: That was all you. I never treated you that way, whether you were sick or not.

Coretta: I did not treat you like garbage, Cassidy. I was mad because you weren’t following the rules in this house.

Cassidy: Were you mad because I was being disobedient, or were you mad because I wanted to have a life of my own? (Silence.)

Coretta: You know what? You can keep your money and get out of my house since you want to be rude to me.

Cassidy: You don’t have to worry about seeing me anymore. I’m leaving.

(Coretta throws the money at Cassidy, and Cassidy grabs it. She puts it in her purse and tries to take the rest of the trash bags outside of the house. Coretta takes the trash bags and puts them on the floor.)

Cassidy: Give me my stuff!

Coretta: You’re not taking anything out of this room!

Cassidy: Yes, I can! These are my belongings, and you don’t have the right to take them from me!

Coretta: I paid for those things with my own money.

Cassidy: I know that, but that doesn’t mean you can hold them hostage.

Coretta: Don’t tell me what to do with your items! I can do whatever I want because this is my house!

Cassidy: Wow, Mom. Your rules are so messed up because you want to have control over me.

Coretta: You are taking this way too far.

Cassidy: No, I’m not. You don’t want me to have a social life or have an identity of my own.

Coretta: Cassidy, leave it alone.

Cassidy: You just don’t want to admit that. All you care about is yourself and getting your needs met.

Coretta: I always put you first.

Cassidy: That’s a lie.

(Coretta slaps Cassidy in the face, and Cassidy falls to the ground. Coretta grabs her by her shirt.)

Coretta: How dare you talk to me that way!? I raised you and took care of you, and this is how you repay me!? You are a disgusting person who wants to treat me like a hoodlum on the street! You need to learn to know your place in this world! I expect you to respect me as your mother!

Cassidy: You need to respect me as well.

Coretta: I do respect you.

Cassidy: You just put your hands on me for standing up to you.

Coretta: I hit you because you were talking back to me.

Cassidy: I am allowed to stand up for what’s right.

(Kalin enters the house and hears the commotion from Cassidy’s bedroom. He calls Darius.)

Kalin: Hello? Dad, Cassidy and her mom are arguing. Yes, her mom knows she’s moving out of the house. Yes, she’s holding Cassidy’s items hostage. Okay, I’m walking into Cassidy’s room right now. Well, I hope the cops get here soon because the situation is getting worse. Cassidy and her mom are screaming at each other. Okay, I’ll grab her things from her mom right now. I will talk to you later. Goodbye.

(Kalin hangs up the phone and runs upstairs. He confronts Coretta and takes the trash bags from her.)

Kalin: You need to let your daughter go. She is not a child anymore.

Coretta: Don’t tell me what to do with my child. You’re not her father!

Kalin: And you are a terrible parent because you treat her like a prisoner!

Coretta: I treat her like a human being.

Kalin: How? You can’t answer me, can you?

Coretta: Cassidy, are you going to let this boy disrespect your mother like this?

(Cassidy looks at Coretta but doesn’t say anything. She folds her arms.)

Kalin: What is wrong with you, lady? Do you have any idea what you put Cassidy through? She has done nothing but give you unconditional love, and you decided to punish her for it.

Coretta: Are you going to stand up to him and tell him to leave?

Cassidy: Why should I tell him to leave when you were the one that was disrespecting me and holding me hostage?

Coretta Hastings: Oh, great. You’re ganging up on me, too.

Cassidy Hastings: I’m telling you the truth.

Coretta Hastings: I’m trying to protect you from getting hurt.

Cassidy Hastings: No, you’re keeping me from making my own decisions.

Coretta Hastings: Tell me how I am doing that.

Cassidy Hastings: I’m not telling you that because you know how.

Coretta Hastings: No, I do not.

Cassidy Hastings: Yes, you do. It would be a waste of time if I explained it to you because you would not listen.

Coretta Hastings: I was dealing with my grief over your uncle’s death.

Cassidy Hastings: No, you wanted to make my issues about you by saying no one supported you during your bad days. As if my issues didn’t matter.

Coretta Hastings: Oh, jeez. I don’t want to hear anymore of this. Believe what you want to believe, Cassidy. But you are not getting your things back since you want to talk back to me.

Cassidy Hastings: That’s fine because you’re going to get arrested for that.

Coretta Hastings: What?!

Kalin Hoffman: That’s right. I told my dad what happened, and he said he was going to call the cops on you.

(Coretta glares at Cassidy and Kalin and puts her hands on her hips. The police sirens start to blare loudly as the police cars stop at Coretta’s house.)

Coretta Hastings: Thanks for making me look like the bad guy. Cassidy, when I get out of jail, I will find you.

(Coretta exits Cassidy’s bedroom and leaves her belongings on the floor. Cassidy covers her face and takes a deep breath. Kalin pulls her into a hug.)

Kalin Hoffman: If you want to file a restraining order on your mom, you can do that.

Cassidy Hastings: I am planning on doing that after we get my things out of here. I am sick of this.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay.

Cassidy Hastings: I’m going to buy another cell phone and change my number, so my mom won’t leave me nasty voicemails every day.

Kalin Hoffman: That sounds like a good plan.

Cassidy Hastings: I can’t even breathe right now. I feel like I’m going to pass out.

(Cassidy breathes rapidly and starts to sweat. Kalin sits her down on her bed.)

Kalin Hoffman: Sit down, inhale for 4 seconds, and exhale. I don’t want you to end up in the hospital for a panic attack.

Cassidy Hastings: What about the rest of my possessions?

Kalin Hoffman: I will load the rest of them in the truck.

Cassidy Hastings: All right.

Kalin Hoffman: I got your back, Cassidy.

Cassidy Hastings: Thank you, Kalin.

(Kalin and Cassidy kiss each other.)

Kalin Hoffman: Do you want to take anything else with you?

Cassidy Hastings: I just want to take my notebook and my locket necklace with me.

Kalin Hoffman: Do you want me to put them in your suitcase?

Cassidy Hastings: No, I’ll hold on to them.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay. I’ll take these bags and load them in the truck.

Cassidy Hastings: All right.

(Kalin grabs the remaining trash bags and walks downstairs. He loads them in the truck, while Cassidy looks at the wall. She folds her hands together and talks to herself.)

Cassidy Hastings: I can’t believe it’s come to this.

(Cassidy hangs her head and rubs it with her hands. She inhales for four seconds and exhales. The police walk into the house and walk upstairs.)


Scene 6: Barnes and Noble Bookstore

(It is Friday afternoon, and Kalin and Cassidy are looking for books to buy for themselves. They walk around the bookstore, and Cassidy looks at the newspaper. She picks it up and reads it. She raises her eyebrows and puts the newspaper down. Kalin walks up to her from behind.)

Kalin: What is it?

Cassidy: Wall Street Journal just said my books were off the charts.

Kalin: What does that mean?

Cassidy: It means that my books are the top 7 best-selling books in the United States.

Kalin: That’s great!

Cassidy: I never thought that hundreds of people would read my books that were based on what I experienced in my life.

Kalin: And some of them knew what it was like to grow up with a narcissistic parent.

Cassidy: They’re just saying that to make me let my guard down, so they can invalidate my pain.

Kalin: I don’t think they are because they can relate to being mistreated by their own relatives through reading books that talk about narcissistic abuse.

Cassidy: Or they just want to make a joke about being used as an emotional punching bag by their parents.

Kalin: If they choose to do that, then that’s on them. Narcissistic abuse is not something to joke about.

Cassidy: I agree.

Kalin: How are you holding up?

Cassidy: I’m doing okay. I just have a feeling that my mom might do something irrational, like escaping prison and watching me go inside your house at night.

Kalin: Did you file a restraining order against your mom yet?

Cassidy: Yes, but she will try to follow me to my favorite places like Fruity Smoothies.

Kalin: You will have to call the police if she violates the order.

Cassidy: Okay.

(Cassidy looks away, and Kalin continues to look at her. She smiles as if she was in her imaginary world.)

Kalin: I know this is hard for you to take some steps to protect yourself from your mom, but you are not responsible for your mother. You didn’t cause her to go on a rampage when you chose to leave her house. Do you hear me? Cassidy? Cassidy? Cassidy!

(Kalin shakes Cassidy’s shoulder back and forth, and Cassidy jumps. She looks at Kalin.)

Cassidy: Oh, sorry. I got lost in my imagination. What did you say?

Kalin: I said you are not responsible for your mother. You didn’t cause her to take her anger out on you.

Cassidy: You’re right.

Kalin: You are only responsible for you and your actions.

Cassidy: That’s true.

Kalin: You might want to talk to a therapist about the narcissistic abuse that you endured at home. It will help you break the cycle.

Cassidy: Do I have to talk to a family therapist about that?

Kalin: No, you don’t have to. You can talk to a therapist that offers individual therapy services.

Cassidy: Okay.

Kalin: Do you know what books you are going to get?

Cassidy: No. I’m still looking. What about you?

Kalin: I’m getting the adventure books from the top shelf over here.

Cassidy: Oh, okay.

Kalin: I will probably read A Mountain Climber’s Guide to Survival when we get back home.

Cassidy: How many hours do you read your books?

Kalin: 10 hours.

Cassidy: Wow.

Kalin: I’m kidding. I read books for 3 hours.

Cassidy: Ah, you got me on that one.

(Kalin and Cassidy laugh with each other.)

Kalin: Did you buy a new cell phone?

Cassidy: Yes, I did.

Kalin: Oh, okay.

Cassidy: And I changed my number after I put it on my plan.

Kalin: Good for you.

Cassidy: I don’t know why I didn’t escape my mom sooner.

Kalin: What do you mean?

Cassidy: If I saved up a lot of money from writing 7 books and hid it in one of my wallets, I wouldn’t be in this predicament.

Kalin: You didn’t know that your mom put your money in her wallet, so she could keep you from spending it for an apartment.

Cassidy: I’m such an idiot for letting her manipulate me like that.

Kalin: Don’t blame yourself. Your mom chose to abuse you financially. (Pause.)

Cassidy: Well, speaking of financial abuse, she took my debit card before she went to jail.

Kalin: What?!

Cassidy: She did that after she withheld my stuff from me yesterday.

Kalin: Oh, boy. You have to freeze your bank account before she uses it to buy what she wants.

Cassidy: I already did.

Kalin: Good.

Cassidy: I can’t believe she would stoop this low to make my life awful.

Kalin: Some people don’t deserve to be parents when it comes to abusing their children.

Cassidy: You are absolutely right, and my mom is one of those people.

(Kalin and Cassidy grab some books from the bookshelf, and Kalin’s phone buzzes. He looks at it.)

Kalin: Oh, no.

Cassidy: What is it?

Kalin: My mom texted me saying that someone left a note on the steps in front of the house.

Cassidy Hastings: It was my mom, wasn’t it?

Kalin Hoffman: Yes.

(Cassidy hangs her head and puts her hand on her face.)

Cassidy Hastings: What did she say?

Kalin Hoffman: She said that she was going to cut your debit card up for not talking to her.

Cassidy Hastings: Is she doing that because I changed my number?

Kalin Hoffman: Yes, she is.

Cassidy Hastings: Oh, my gosh.

Kalin Hoffman: You have to call the police because that’s a serious threat.

Cassidy Hastings: Why can’t my mom just leave me alone and give me some space?

Kalin Hoffman: Because she doesn’t care about your boundaries. (Silence.)

Cassidy Hastings: I just want her out of my life, Kalin.

Kalin Hoffman: I hear you, Cassidy. She needs to learn that making threats towards another person is against the law.

Cassidy Hastings: Yeah.

(Kalin rubs Cassidy’s shoulder with his hand.)

Kalin Hoffman: I’m sorry that this is happening to you.

Cassidy Hastings: Thanks, Kalin.

(Cassidy dials 911 on her cell phone and puts it on her ear.)

Kalin Hoffman: Are you calling the police right now?

Cassidy Hastings: Yes.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay.

Cassidy Hastings: Hello? I need the police because my mom sent a note to my boyfriend’s house saying that she was going to cut my debit card in half. The address is 5113 Wilmington Avenue. No, my mom was not in the house. She was following my boyfriend’s mother to Wilmington Avenue and put the note on the steps. She did that after my boyfriend’s mother parked her car in the garage. No, she is not in jail anymore. My aunt bailed her out after she sent me a text message saying that she was going to do that. She sent it on my old cell phone. Yes, my boyfriend’s mother is home. Oh, okay. Thank you.

(Cassidy hangs up the phone.)

Kalin Hoffman: What did they say?

Cassidy Hastings: They said that your mom needed to show them the note, so they could find my mom and arrest her.

Kalin Hoffman: Okay, good.

Cassidy Hastings: My mom is not going to change until she learns the consequences of her actions.

Kalin Hoffman: Those consequences are coming because she is hurting more people than just you and me.

Cassidy Hastings: She thinks she can get away with making my life miserable, but she does not realize that it’s going to bite her in the butt. Like getting served with a no-contact order for harassing me.

Kalin Hoffman: Yup.

Cassidy Hastings: At this point, Kalin, I lost all respect for my mom and my family.

Kalin Hoffman: Why do you say that, babe?

Cassidy Hastings: My aunt left me over 27 voice mails on my old phone.

Kalin Hoffman: Let me hear it.

(Cassidy takes her old cell phone out of her purse and gives it to Kalin. He plays the voicemails and puts the cell phone in his ear. He rolls his eyes and stops the voicemails. He hands the phone back to Cassidy.)

Kalin Hoffman: Your aunt is seriously delusional.

Cassidy Hastings: I know, and she told me that I needed to stop tarnishing the family name by telling people that my mom held me hostage.

Kalin Hoffman: She needs to stop blaming you for your mom’s abusive behavior because you didn’t ask for the abuse.

Cassidy Hastings: I agree.

Kalin Hoffman: And she needs to stop making you feel guilty for going no contact with your mom. Like telling you that you are taking her love for granted when you aren’t.

Cassidy Hastings: I can’t believe my aunt defended my mom for attacking my character.

Kalin: Sometimes, getting rid of a narcissistic parent is not enough.

Cassidy: What are you talking about?

Kalin: When you cut a narcissistic parent out of your life, you have to cut your relatives out of your life as well. Most of them will justify the parent’s horrible behavior by saying that their insults towards you is good for your self-esteem.

Cassidy: Oh, man. I didn’t even realize that until now.

Kalin: Your aunt needs to educate herself on narcissistic abuse because she doesn't understand how it affects your self-worth.

Cassidy: And if she chooses not to do that, she needs to stay out of my life.

Kalin: I agree.

Cassidy: Are there any books you want to buy before we head out?

Kalin: Yes, there are two more books that I want to get. What about you?

Cassidy: I’m okay with buying these two books for myself.

Kalin: Okay.

Cassidy: Are we taking the bus home?

Kalin: No, my mom is going to drive us home after we pay for our things.

Cassidy: Okay. Thank you for being here for me.

(Cassidy and Kalin hold each other’s hands.)

Kalin: You’re welcome.

Cassidy: Now let’s get out of here.

(Cassidy and Kalin grab their books and walk to the cash register.)

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