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Second Time Around (Closed!)

By MourningGlory

What if you could do it all again? Tell the boy or girl you loved that you love them. Go to a different college and take a different major? Live the life you thought you always wanted?
Would you take that chance to rewrite your story to see a different ending?

Muse A and Muse B are both dead. They know their lives had not been what they had wanted. Always had they been friends, but always had secretly been in love. Sure their lives had not been terrible but there had always been what ifs.

Well God gives them a second chance to do it again. The catch, no memories of each other. Can they find their way back and have what they always dreamed of? Or will their second chance be a disaster?
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MourningGlory××Second××   129d ago
Lady of the Night

[b [i 'You have one more chance. Use it well. You will not remember the life you had before. The man you married, the children you had, the job you loved, and that one person who meant the world to you. It will all be brand new and like starting over from scratch. Do you understand?']] Came two pairs of voices. One was on her left and the other on her right. Both said the same words as if in perfect synchronization that it seemed more a buzz within her ears than anything else.[b [i 'Catherine, do you understand what we are telling you?']] The voices spoke once more. Whoops, it looked like the woman of....how old was she? had taken too long and those speaking to her were not at all pleased that a response had not been given as of yet. [b "Yes, I understand what I am being told...but I don't understand why this chance is being given."] Came soft words as a hand moved over her eyes as she was TRYING to see past the two lights on either side of her to see the faces of the seemingly bodiless voices. But it was to no avail. Because after the woman had spoken her words, everything faded into a white mist of sorts and there was a shrill ringing that could be heard.

Brown eyes shot open and a hand fumbled from under the covers to try and get the shrill ringing to stop. FINALLY after many seconds of searching, the hand that had been fumbling around found the button and silence was once more restored. With the new found silence, Catherine groaned softly as she rubbed her temples. That damn dream again... but what did it even mean? Honestly she didn't know, but it was starting to get on her nerves. 

A sigh slipped from plush pink lips as she dreaded turning over to see the bright red numbers displayed on the alarm clock beside her bed. [b "Fuck me...It really is time to get up...this is the last time I drink that much before deciding to turn in for the night. The drinks always give me fucked up dreams."] Cat found herself muttering as again she rubbed her throbbing temples.

A few minutes more of the rubbing and contemplating if she REALLY needed her job and the woman of thirty-three pushed her nice warm blanket off and shivered as the air in the room slipped around her in a chilly embrace. Not wanting to continue to freeze, the woman scurried over to her dresser and began to dig through it, making faces at each article of clothing she found. NONE of it seemed appealing or even like it would be warm enough for the morning. Finally, she settled on a pair of black leggins and a pink sweater with long sleeves and her knee high heeless boots. The outfit was simple but it was also warm enough and would make running from table to table in 'Chances Diner' easy for her.

Catie got into her outfit for the day and brushed her hair to where it fell in light waves down her back and also did a light makeup that would highlight what others referred to as her natural beauty. When she looked as good as she decided she would, the thirty-three year old woman grabbed her bag with her phone, keys and wallet and took another glance at glowing red numbers. [b "Esther and Jeremiah will murder me. I've been late at least three times this week. Better to not make it a fourth."] Came quiet words as she let out a sigh and all but ran out the door.

Fifteen minutes later and out of breath from running the whole way, Catherine skidded to a halt in front of the elderly woman, Esther who shook her head with a faint smile. "Drinks again Catherine? You really should learn, child because we need you here on time." She chided gently as she motioned to the clock on the wall. "Go clock in and then get started. Your first guest is the man sitting over at the booth there. He's not been here long and we promised a cute little waitress." And just like that, Esther was making her way back to the kitchen.

Cat blinked brown eyes a couple times at the woman's words. She really was something else. But she had been since Cat had started working at Chances six months ago. But with a shake of her head, the woman went to clock in and got her apron on. Once she had, she made her way to the table that she had been told to go to and she plastered on what she hoped seemed to be a real enough smile on her lips. [b "Hi, welcome to Chances. I'm Cate and I'll be your waitress this morning. What can I start ya off with?"] She started with the usual routine, but froze as dark eyes fell on the man. He. Felt. Familiar. But she had NO idea why as she had never seen him before. And she continued to stay all but frozen as she waited for his answer.

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