Sharra Calls Larry Over Brooke’s Secret Tattoo

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 INT. SHARRA’S LIVING ROOM – NIGHT

Dim lights. The room feels tense. A phone vibrates aggressively on the glass table.

SHARRA paces back and forth, anger burning in her eyes. She grabs her phone and dials quickly.

Her fingers tremble — not from fear, but rage.


CUT TO:

INT. LARRY’S APARTMENT – NIGHT

LARRY sits on the couch, scrolling absentmindedly. His phone rings. He frowns seeing SHARRA’s name.

He answers.

LARRY
(soft, confused)
Sharra? Everything okay?

INTERCUT – PHONE CALL

SHARRA
(angry, sharp)
No, Larry. Nothing is okay.

She stops pacing. Her jaw tightens.

SHARRA
You won’t believe what Brooke just did.

LARRY
(sits upright)
What happened?

A heavy pause. Sharra takes a breath, trying to control herself — but fails.

SHARRA
She got a tattoo.

Silence on Larry’s end.

LARRY
(confused)
A tattoo? That’s it?

SHARRA
(voice rising)
Without telling us, Larry!

She slams her hand on the table. The sound echoes.

SHARRA
Without telling ME.

LARRY
(trying to stay calm)
Okay… but why are you this upset?

Sharra lets out a bitter laugh.

SHARRA
Because she lied. Because she hid it. Because she thinks she can do whatever she wants without consequences!

She runs her hand through her hair, frustrated.

CUT TO:

INT. LARRY’S APARTMENT

Larry stands now, pacing slowly.

LARRY
Maybe she was scared to tell you.

SHARRA
(scoffs)
Scared? Or careless?

A pause.

SHARRA
(quiet, hurt)
She didn’t trust me enough to tell me.

That line hangs heavy.

LARRY
Sharra…

SHARRA
No, Larry. This isn’t just about a tattoo.

Her voice softens — but the anger is still there.

SHARRA
It’s about respect.

CUT BACK TO:

INT. SHARRA’S LIVING ROOM

She walks to the window, staring outside into the dark.

SHARRA
She’s been acting different lately. Distant. Secretive.

She clenches her fist.

SHARRA
And now this?

LARRY
What exactly did she say?

SHARRA
She didn’t say anything to me. I found out from someone else.

Larry’s expression tightens.

LARRY
That’s… not good.

SHARRA
Exactly.

She turns away from the window, her eyes now filled with determination.

SHARRA
I’m done ignoring this.

LARRY
What are you going to do?

A slow, intense pause.

SHARRA
I’m going to confront her.

LARRY
(careful)
Sharra… maybe calm down first.

SHARRA
No.

Her tone is firm. Final.

SHARRA
She needs to hear this from me. Right now.

CUT TO:

INT. LARRY’S APARTMENT

Larry rubs his forehead, sensing trouble.

LARRY
If you go like this, it’s going to turn into a fight.

SHARRA
(glaring, even through phone)
Good.

That word lands hard.

SHARRA
Maybe that’s what she needs.

LARRY
Or maybe it’ll make things worse.

Another pause.

Sharra breathes heavily. Her anger flickers into something deeper — hurt.

SHARRA
(quietly)
She crossed a line, Larry.

LARRY
I get that. But don’t lose her over this.

Sharra’s eyes soften for just a second.

Then — back to steel.

SHARRA
I won’t lose her.

(beat)

SHARRA
But I won’t let this slide either.

CUT TO:

Sharra grabs her keys from the table.

LARRY (V.O.)
Where are you going?

SHARRA
To her.

She heads toward the door.

LARRY
Wait — right now?

SHARRA
Yes.

She opens the door aggressively.

LARRY
Sharra, think this through—

SHARRA
I already did.

She steps outside.

EXT. SHARRA’S HOUSE – NIGHT

Cold air hits her face. She walks fast toward her car.

SHARRA
(through phone)
She made her choice.

(beat)

SHARRA
Now it’s my turn.

She hangs up before Larry can respond.

CUT TO:

INT. LARRY’S APARTMENT

Larry lowers his phone slowly, worried.

LARRY
(under his breath)
This is not going to end well…

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET – NIGHT

Sharra drives fast, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Her mind races.

Flash cuts:

— Brooke laughing earlier
— Brooke hiding her arm
— A glimpse of ink

Sharra’s anger grows again.

SHARRA (V.O.)
You should have told me…

Her eyes harden.

SHARRA (V.O.)
You should have trusted me.

The car speeds through the empty road.

CUT TO:

EXT. BROOKE’S HOUSE – NIGHT

Sharra’s car stops abruptly.

Engine off.

Silence.

She stares at the house.

Lights are on.

Brooke is inside.

Sharra takes a deep breath.

Her anger… mixed with hurt… mixed with determination.

She steps out of the car.

Walks toward the door.

Each step heavy.

Each step louder.

She reaches the door.

Raises her hand…

Pauses.

A flicker of doubt.

Then — gone.

She KNOCKS. Hard.

FADE OUT.

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