Same (Closed for Cherry!)

By MourningGlory

There’s always a story to tell. From beginning to end which marks the day that they fell. Sweet young girl and silly boy both put under a spell that was unparalleled.




*Note: This is based upon Tim McGraw’s song “Don’t Take the Girl”


Muse A as a child was the type that thought girls were icky and gross. Wanted nothing to do with them. So when his father invited Muse B, a little girl from down the road to go camping he threw a fit. Asked his father if they could take ANYONE but her to which his father told him no. Even said that in time feelings would begin to grow, just to wait and to see.


That had been when Muses A and B were about seven or eight. Over the years and many pushes by Muse A’s father the two began to form a bond. One might have even compared them to Bonnie and Clyde. Where one went the other was sure to follow.


On one of their dates, Muse B’s eighteenth birthday to exact the two had gone to a show. They had laughed and talked of a future without a care in the world. And the night seemed perfect or did until they left the theatre and were stopped by a couple gunmen who took hold of the girl. The boy begged that they take anything but just not the girl. The gunmen did, leaving the young couple alive but scared.


Five years passed and Muses A and B moved away from the quaint little town they had grown up in. They went to college and promised to keep in touch. Promised to keep their relationship. But we all know how things turn out and little by little they began to drift apart.


As Muse A and Muse B seemed to think of their history, Muse A’s father died. And so both were called back to town for the funeral.


It’s the first they had seen the other in years. They get to talking and it’s as if all the years melt away. Can they stay this way and rekindle an old flame? Or are they destined to forever be apart?


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3. Be Semi-Lit 500 character minimum, but more is totally encouraged
4. Posts should be done in the third person
5. Drama, Romance, Swearing, and Plot Twists are more than welcome
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9. No cybering, if things get that far it will be time-skipped
10 NO DITCHING! If you are bored, talk to me and we can try and change things up or end the RP on mutual terms. If you just walk away without word, I will NEVER role play with you again
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MourningGloryMunro   24d ago
Lady of the Night

Blue eyes stayed on the page in his hand as he was rereading the words for what must have been the dozenth time. He by now could quote the letter from his mother word for word, but none of it seemed to be registering in his mind. His father couldn't be gone. This had to be some nightmare that he would wake up from. But as he read the words AGAIN, Munro finally realised that this was the real world. And with the realization came the feeling as if a knife were thrust into his chest and was being twisted and pushed deeper with each sentence that he reread.

The man was finally able to rest the crumpled page on the table before him and looked across the table to see his roommate of the last couple years watching him closely. "You have been reading that over and over... Everything okay?" Came the quiet words of Anderson, Andy Drake.

A sad shake of the head was given as the man stood. [b "Not at all. My mother wrote to me to tell me that my father died...they'll be holding his funeral this weekend..."] The man of twenty-seven muttered as he began down the hall to his room and began to throw his stuff in his suit case. At this rate he didn't even know if he would be coming back.

When he got what he knew he would need, Munro shut the suitcase and walked to the doorway and looked back into the nearly empty room and shut off the lights before he closed the door and made his way to the kitchen again. [b "I don't know if or when I'm coming back. But better behave yourself and not destroy the place. Gonna miss you."] Those were his last words before he slipped out the door and made his way out to the truck that his father had bought for him when he had been sixteen and learned to drive.

Munro touched the door of his truck and yet again gave a pained look before getting in and shoving his suitcase to the passenger's side. His eyes were then on the windshield and the road before him as he had the truck roaring to life. All of this killed him. Gregory Mason was supposed to be there to see his son finish college, get married, and even....The man shook his head to try and push the thoughts out of his head so he didn't start crying there and then. He had to get home and check on his momma. There would be plenty of time for him to break later.

With that, the man shifted his old truck into gear and began out of the parking spot outside the apartment that had been his home away from home and began on the long drive back to the small town he had come from. It was as he was driving did an old song he used to listen to with Jacelynn begin to play on the radio and a faint smile graced thin pink lips. He began to let himself think about the girl he had once loved so very much. And he began to wonder ehat she had been up to all this time since they had each gone to college and their separate ways. Did she still think as fondly of him as he did of her? And had she gotten the letter from his mother too? Would she be heading back for the funeral too? Those were the thoughts he let overtake him as he did NOT want to yet once more face the reality that the man who had taught him what it meant to be a man...taught him everything he knew was gone.

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