A quiet afternoon in Atlanta turns explosive when a girl’s temporary stay ignites a household war no one saw coming.
INT. DOWNS HOUSE – AFTERNOON – ATLANTA
Warm sunlight spills through the windows. The house is quiet.
DESTINY enters with a small suitcase, excitement bright in her eyes.
BROOKE
(smiling, welcoming)
Come on, Destiny! Let me show you your room. We’ve got so much planned this week.
They walk down the hall. Destiny relaxes, relieved someone is happy she’s here.
Across the hall, BETHANY watches with a frown.
INT. DESTINY’S ROOM – MOMENTS LATER
Destiny unpacks. The door swings open sharply.
BETHANY
(cold, deliberate)
Destiny… don’t think you can just waltz in here like you own the place. This isn’t your home. Remember that.
DESTINY
(calm, steady)
I know, Bethany. Brooke told me I could stay. I’m not trying to cause trouble.
Bethany smirks, unconvinced.
MONTAGE — DAYS PASSING
— Bethany criticizing Destiny’s outfits.
— Bethany interrupting Destiny and Brooke as they laugh playing games.
— Destiny quietly enduring, always drifting back to Brooke’s side.
Bethany’s hostility grows.
INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY – LARRY IS AWAY
The house is extra quiet. Destiny senses tension.
Bethany steps in front of her, eyes sharp.
BETHANY
(firm, heated)
Destiny… Larry isn’t here. So listen carefully—leave my house. Go to your aunt Sharra’s. That’s where you belong.
Destiny stiffens, hurt but composed.
DESTINY
softly
I’m just staying with Brooke for a while. I’m not here to cause problems.
BETHANY
unyielding
I’m serious. You have no right to stay here. Pack your things.
Destiny realizes arguing is useless. She nods and quietly begins packing.
INT. DESTINY’S ROOM – CONTINUOUS
Destiny zips her suitcase. BROOKE rushes in.
BROOKE
(worried)
Destiny… what happened? Don’t let Bethany do this to you. She’s being unfair.
DESTINY
(resigned but steady)
It’s okay. I’ll stay with Aunt Sharra for now. Larry will understand when he’s back.
Brooke hugs her tightly.
EXT. DOWNS HOUSE – LATE AFTERNOON
Destiny walks away with her small suitcase. The sun glows behind her.
She doesn’t look back.
INT. AUNT SHARRA’S HOUSE – EVENING
A safe, warm space. Destiny finally exhales.
She reflects quietly — focusing on the people who truly support her instead of Bethany’s bitterness.
INT. SHARRA’S HOUSE – LATER THAT WEEK
The door opens. LARRY steps in, immediately sensing Destiny’s discomfort.
LARRY
(firm, reassuring)
Destiny… don’t worry about Bethany. She’ll always try to make things difficult. But you’re staying where you’re supposed to be. She won’t get the best of you.
Destiny smiles, relieved.
INT. SHARRA’S HOUSE – NIGHT
Destiny sits by the window, thoughtful but hopeful.
She has support. She has strength.
And she knows she can weather any storm as long as the right people are beside her.
Fade out.
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