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By ButterflyRose
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Note; Please for the love of God, do not request into the thread unless you are told otherwise. You must be over the age of eighteen to even apply for this thread. There will be talk of mature themes, and a lot of romance going on. This thread is also somewhat based off of Romeo & Juliet as well. So please make sure to read everything before even applying to this thread, thank you.


Bromley's life has been one for the story books. He's tattooed, rich, and most of all a drug dealer. His parents didn't know anything about his side business, and he wasn't planning on telling them any time soon either. Living in Leeds England, has been an enjoyable time for the male, because of the fact he could get laid whenever he wanted too. He was well known in the drug business as one of the better dealers in town, and he was a pretty boy as well. His life might seem perfect, but deep down, he wanted nothing more than to find that one person who will help change his lifestyle, and make him realize the good he would have, if he wasn't in the line of business he's made for himself.

Across town Your Name Here was living paycheck, to paycheck. She didn't have money to spend, and she struggled to pay rent on time. Living with her sick mother was taking it's toll on her as well. She didn't know when her mother was going to pass, but apart of her hoped she wouldn't any time soon. Even though she's had a hard life, she's always had some really good friends by her side. Her father wasn't in the picture, because he didn't want anything to do with Your Name Here, and had tried to get her mother to abort her. That's a story she hated telling people, and the only one's who really knew the real story were her close friends, and mother. She didn't trust people easily, and she wished she could.

When the two first met, it was like love at first sight. Bromley hadn't expected to meet someone as beautiful as her. Your Name Here hadn't planned on running into the male either. There was something there though. Something different, something amazing, and most of all something dark about him. Bromley thought he had a new client, and so he tried to hook her up with some drugs. She down right refused, and left. Her mother would disown her right then and there, and she wouldn't be able to live in her own home anymore. Bromley on the other hand, wanted Your Name Here, and he was bound to have her. He wanted her so badly, that he would do anything to get her. That's when he started asking around town about the beautiful woman.

When Bromley finally got the name of the woman, and where she lived, he showed up on her front steps. He took one look at where she lived, and his heart went out to her. Your Name Here didn't want pity, she wanted someone to understand her, and see where she was coming from. So this is where their whirlwind of a relationship starts. Bromley the drug dealer, always sleeping around, and selling hard core drugs. While Your Name Here is living paycheck to paycheck. Neither of their families liked the idea, so they started seeing one another secretly. What'll happen when things go to far for the young couple? Will they be able to over come whatever hurdles they may face? Or will they end up losing one another for good? You'll never know unless you join, Stay With Me.



The cast of Stay With Me.

Bromley McKnight; Taken

Female; Taken



What I need from you.

This is not going to be a first come, first serve thread either. I will be taking my time with choosing the right character for this, so please don't be upset if I don't choose you. This is going to be really simple. I just need you to Private Message me this little Skeleton about your character. It's not going to be much detail, but I do need you to send it my way. When asking to join though, please title your Private Message Stay With Me along with this small skeleton inside.

Picture Link: {Not fully linked} || Character Name || Character Age {Twenty-one and older} || Likes || Dislikes || Job || Family History {10+ sentences. A pretty good paragraph. If it's not I'll ask you to add onto it} || Biography {10+ sentences. A pretty good paragraph. If it's not I'll ask you to add onto it}

See how simple that is? Just please make sure to add that into your message, otherwise I won't think about accepting you for the role. At the bottom of your skeleton I would like you to tell me what your favorite romance novel's are, so I know you read everything inside of the thread. Now onto the lovely rules.


The rules of Stay With Me.

First- The pictures are going to be Real. None of the over used shit either. If it's too big, I will ask you to resize it to a smaller size. If you can't find one to your liking, simply message me and ask me for help. I would be more than happy to help you look, or edit your picture for you. Just don't get mad at me, if I ask you to change/edit it.

Second- Romance might be a big part of this story, but not at first. Just like in real life you have to work up to it. It's not a love at first sight type of thing. Cybering is a no on this site, if you want to keep the story line going, then we can move this to e-mail, or just skip it all together. That won't happen for awhile though, so we won't need to talk about that right away.

Third- Joining and then ditching is a no. If you don't like where this role play is going, simply message me and we can plot something out. Or if you are simply bored of it, and don't want to do it anymore, simply message me and tell me. I won't be mad if you get tired of it. Just if you join and then never post, is when I will be slightly annoyed with you. So please, at least talk to me about leaving the thread.

Forth- Plot twists is a must. I love plotting things out, and see where we want it to go. It's not that hard to become my friend either. So if you have something in mind, and wanna run it by me, all you gotta do is message me and be like 'Hey! I have an idea, and I just wanted to see what you thought about it!'. Because honestly I will do the same thing to you, so don't be surprised if you get messages from me about ideas.

Fifth- Stealing this idea is a no. It's something that's important to me. If I see anything like it, or someone stealing the main idea I will make it known you stole it from me. I have worked hard on this idea, and if you like it that much, ask me if you can borrow it. Just make sure to give me the credit for it. I will most likely say yes to letting you borrow it, as long as you ask me first.

Sixth- Posting. I know we all have lives outside of this site. I work full time, and sometimes on my day's off I'm not always on until later that night. So if you need a couple of days to post, I'm okay with that. If you are gonna be gone for a week or two, please let me know because if you don't, then I'll think you ditched out on me. I will do the same thing for you as well. If I can't post, or having a hard time I will make sure to let you know.

Seventh- Doubling will be happening along the way. So as you can see I'm playing a male character, I would like you to do the same thing. It's not going to happen for a while, but I would like it if you have a character already made and ready to go. It helps move the story line along when we add in more characters a long the way. If you refuse to double up along the way then I will deny you the spot. I'm doing this to make it fair for the both of us. It's a good thing to come out of your comfort zone once in a while.

Eighth- Please for the love of God don't message me over and over asking when I'm gonna post. That's something I really hate, and it get's on my nerves when that happens. I like to take time on my posts, and I like to make sure it's the way I want it. If you see me online, I'm most likely working on my post, and making sure it's done right. If I take two weeks to post, that's when you can message me and ask what's going on. Other than that, do not bug me to post, and I will not bug you to post either.

Ninth- I love details inside of my role play's. I can post well over 1,000 words. Yes I said 1,000 words. That's only if I have the right partner, and if I have a lot in my head for a post. For this story though I'm only looking for about 500-600 words a post. If I need to put a posting limit I will. Anything less than that, and I will lose interest, or it'll take me longer to post because I don't have anything to work off of. So please don't make me put a posting limit.

Tenth- Now that I'm done sounding like a total bitch, I want this to be enjoyable for the both of us. That's what writing is about anyway. Having fun, and making something beautiful together. So please enjoy writing with me, and let's make something amazing, and see where this will lead.

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ButterflyRoseѕтay   57d ago


"Carlos where the fuck are you? I haven't heard from you in over a week. I have someone interested in that good meth you have." came the sound of a really annoyed tattooed male. The other man on the end blew out a breath he had been holding. "I'm on my way to the old warehouse as we speak. You should learn to keep your temper in check" the other said in a clipped tone. Bromley let out a slow sigh as he narrowed his eyes at the phone in his hand. He was supposed to keep his temper in check?

Why the fuck should he? He had a business to run, and Carlos was slowly making him look like the bad guy. He licked his lips as he put his phone back to his ear. "I'll be there in a couple of hours. I have some things to do, and when I get there, you better be there as well for the hand off. I'm not going to have one of your fucking goons there" he snapped and hung up. He wasn't going to be playing this game anymore. He shouldn't have too.

The male ran his hands over his face slowly, trying to calm down. He had a beautiful blonde in his bed right then, and he wanted her gone. He turned and looked down at her sleeping face. He then reached out, and ripped the blankets off of her naked body. "Get the fuck up. I have shit to do, and I need you gone" he snapped. The blonde sat straight up when the cool air hit her skin. She reached up and rubbed her eyes lightly looking towards him slowly. She as slightly confused.

"Is everything okay? You seem a lot more tense than last night. Do I need to do what I did last night?" she asked lightly as she reached out and touched his back. The male stood and shook his head, as he headed to the bathroom. "No. I need you to leave" was all he said, as he shut the door behind him. He then locked it to keep her at bay. He wanted to be left alone, and he sure as hell didn't need her there to distract him either. Which he knew she would have done.

He didn't even know her name, and he didn't care to know her name either. He stripped out of his boxers and stepped into the shower. He heard the front door slam closed, and knew the blonde had finally left. He was finally alone, and that's all he really cared about. He turned on the water and let the cold water hit his back. He then tilted his head back, and washed the smell of the woman off of his skin. Normally he wouldn't tell the women he slept with to leave right away.

This was slightly different though. He took his time in the shower, and when he was done he shut the water off and climbed out. He wrapped himself in a towel and made his way back into the bedroom. He could still smell the woman in the room. He wanted that smell gone, and opened up the bedroom window. He heard his phone buzz, and he walked over and picked it up. You are a fucking bastard. Kicking someone out like you did. Don't ever call me again. Was what the text message said.

He deleted it right away, not even caring. She didn't want him contacting her, so he wouldn't. He had other things to worry about. That's when another text came through, this time from Carlos. I'll be at the warehouse like you said. I'll be there when you are arriving as well. I promise you I have the good shit, and you won't be disappointed at all with it. Bromley was happy about that one. He had a couple of hours before he had to meet Carlos, so he took his time getting ready.

He didn't live too far from the warehouse they were talking about, so he figured he would walk there. Plus it would kill more time as well. When he was done drying off, he slipped into a pair of clean boxer shorts, and black jeans. He then found a white t-shirt and slid that on over his head. He made sure his wallet was in his pocket, along with his keys, and phone. He then slipped his socks and shoes on, and was finally ready to go. He had about an hour and a half to get there.

He locked up the house when he left, and shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked down the front steps. He was slightly hungry, and wanted to grab a bite to eat, so he made his way into town slowly. As he was walking he got wrapped up in his thoughts about the night before. Something about the blonde was rubbing him the wrong way. She had been amazing in bed, but that was about it. He shook his head lightly as he rounded the corner out of his neighborhood and nearly knocked a smaller woman over in the process.

He let out a small string of cuss words under his breath as he reached out and caught her by the arms. "I'm so sorry about that, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going" he breathed out. He then took a better look at the woman he was holding onto, and his breath caught in his throat. She was beautiful, and not much younger than he was. It took him a moment to realize he was still holding onto her, and he quickly let her go, shoving his hands into his pockets, keeping silent.

Simply_RandomMadalyn   56d ago


“Maddie, Mr. Rogers is having another episode. Can you handle it? You're so good with him.”

“Of course.”

Of course, she would be good with mentally unstable elderly patients. It's not too hard. You just need to learn what triggers them. If there's a pattern. This patient however is similar to her mother. He's always asking for a drink. Loses his temper when you remind him he can't because of his health. His family dropped seeing him. They used to come frequently but he got verbally violent. One can only handle so much abuse before they toss in the towel. In a way, she can relate. If her mother wasn't sick and possibly dying she would have left year's ago. Perhaps check in on her once a year during a holiday.


His family does supply certain things. Madalyan is quick to make a nonalcoholic drink. This one is going to be a Pomegranate ginger mocktail. The fruit has a rich dreamy color and, is laden with antioxidants, and may contribute to better sports performance, brain health, and lower inflammation. A little agave gives the concoction sweetness and the ginger soothes. Mix it up in sparkling water. Not only is it a no-alcohol drink, but it’s also vegan. It's one of his favorites.

“Dorthy won't see me. Call her. Tell her in dying.”

“I can't do that. Isn't Dorthy having a baby soon?”

“The bitch is pregnant? All you, you females want it to get pregnant and be a stay-at-home mom but neglect the husband because of the kids. What about us? We kill ourselves to take care of everything. Ungrateful skanks.” the resentment towards his ex-wife is truly something.

Madalyn gave him his mocktail before checking his vitals and the drainage bag. So far nothing. He is stubborn. He most likely removed the catheter again. A small sigh escapes her. He managed to hear it. For once he has the stupid hearing aids on. Madalyn left to go tell his nurse he needs a new catheter.

It's easier to work doubles when your mother is admitted. Yet again she stopped taking her medication, canceled two appointments without telling Maddie, and best of all spends the wee hours of the night drinking with the neighbor gossiping. Despite it being easier it's also annoying. The number of times someone or her mother would call her because someone is being rude is ridiculous. Jokingly, a coworker offered to sedate her mother. It was tempting but in her head, she owes her mother for keeping her. For not aborting her when her father asked. For not aborting her or giving her up for adoption after he left them. It's drilled into her head how she ruined their lives. Now it's her turn to care for and spoil her mother.

Growing up was rough. The year's just kept getting worse. More expensive as well according to her mother. Madalyn saved about 12K while growing up. Stupid her thought her mother wouldn't touch her savings. When she turned twenty-one she thought she had enough to get a studio apartment. Lo and behold, her mother spent everything. Lies. There were about two hundred or so left. Linds created the custodial account. It would explain why her mother wouldn't let her pull out money to buy things for herself or school.

Now here they are sharing a one-bedroom apartment. Normally behind the rent. Barely have enough for decent groceries. It didn't seem to bother Linda. She enjoyed processed food anyways. Cups of noodles and microwavable foods are Linda’s go-to. It's cheap and easy to make. Not to mention clean.

“Baby girl, what are you doing here?” Trixie asks walking in for her shift. Maddie loves Trixie. They meet on a field trip that the whole 5th graders took. They stayed in contact through letters and eventually emails. Trixie is gorgeous. A natural redhead with green eyes. She reminds her of that Disney Princess. She was about 5’7, fit, her lips are naturally plumped, and her personality is simply amazing. Trixie doesn't have to work. She married into wealth. Working is her way of keeping busy and a reminder that she's a bad bitch. Her words. Not Maddies.

“Mama got admitted again. Her AC1, blood pressure, and cholesterol were off the charts. Iron was super low. Then there is the fact she fell again because she was drunk.” it's almost a routine by now. Despite it being a hassle she wouldn't change it for the world. Again, it's easier to watch her and get more hours to pay the bills. Plus her mother is all she has. Linda is the first and last person she sees and speaks to.

“Alright. Well, I got approval to take over your remaining hours. Go home. Shower. Rest. Then come back to keep your mother company. You what the next two say? Go. I'll handle everything for now. Just walk Sally for us?” her bottom lip began to quiver. She isn't the sweetest. Maddie doesn't feel worthy enough to have such a good friend. With a quick began to give her the rundown on her patients. Especially Mr. Rodgers. He already tried escaping twice.

Trixie walked her out to make sure she left. No quick detour to check up on Mama Linda. Maddie sighs in relief feeling the fresh air greet her. The bus ride to Trixie’s was quick. Empty. Relaxing. Sally was already waiting with the leash under her. Sally is an adorable brown poodle mix. Hyper and sassy like her mother. Yet she can be calm like her father at times.

Madalyn began to walk home from there. Afraid to take the bus or train and risk falling asleep. She can't do that again. She needs to save what's left in her bank account to pay the remaining rent bill. The gas is already cut off. Then again who needs it when all you need is the microwave to what up the food? Mumbling to herself, she began to give herself the rundown of what needed to be done when she gets home as she ties up her hair.

It felt like she's been walking for a lifetime. Her eyes were on the ground. The second she tried side-stepping to avoid stepping on shit, Madalyn collided with someone. She couldn't tell who was cursing. Her or him. All she knows was that she avoided stepping and that someone was holding her arm. Her brown beach waves her drop back down from not being properly tied into a high messy bun. All she was able to do was blink repeatedly. Words caught in the back of her throat. Maddie wanted to apologize but couldn't stop staring. Feeling his warm hands off her arm snapped her back to reality.

“No worries. It was all my fault. I was trying to avoid stepping on dog shit… umm, I'm sorry. Watch out for.” she awkwardly points to what she's hoping is dog shit, “that. Have a good day.”

Stepping towards the side to avoid the very attractive guy and the shit on the ground, she loses balance when slightly bowing down while walking backward. Fucking A! She needs to stopwatch Kdrama for the stupid romance. All she wanted to do was say sorry again and catch one last glimpse of the guy she may never see again. Just be normal. Walk away with what's left of your dignity! Madalyn turns around sighing. Her mother would be quick to tell her how utterly painful that was. How he would think she's special after that encounter? She is going to die alone. The thought of her will living in the one bedroom apartment, in the same bed her mother used with 6 cats made her grow. Time to head home for a shower and some shut-eye. At least then she knows she won't do that somehow made her bump into him.

From that one faithful corner to her futon, Madalyn was chewing on her lips. The way he stared at her… was he checking her out? Thinking about how ugly she is? A guy like him won't think twice about a girl like her. How many tattoos does he have? He looks like he belongs to one of those TV shows for bikers or gang members. They all go for outgoing girls. Not someone vanilla like her. “Stop. Go to sleep!” she shouts covering her face with a pillow. But she couldn't. It was easy to stop replaying that embarrassing encounter. Her head was the issue. It gave her other things to think about.


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