Forget Me Not (Guy needed; PAFP; Semi-Advanced)

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    I stood in the graveyard, tears falling from my face as I looked at the stone in front of me.


    Jason Richard Jones
    Born: December 16, 1978
    Died: April 8, 2012
    Rest in Peace, Dear Jason.




    I felt my legs give into my weight as I felt a sob escape my chest. My ex-husband had died in the war about 6 months before, leaving me and my unborn child behind to fend for ourselves. I lived in Portland Oregon, working as a CSI investigator. I was on leave at the time, since my baby only had about 2 more months. I sniffed and leaned my forehead against the stone, setting red roses on top of it. "I wish you were here... if you hadn't left, we wouldn't be so troubled," I whispered to the stone, closing my burning eyes. I stood and walked away and out of the graveyard, to my house. I went outside to my car and drove to the store, blindly walking out of it. All of a sudden, I saw someone familiar. I crouched behind my car and prayed to myself he wouldn't see me. He was a man I had fallen in love with in College, and he asked me to marry him. I declined, for I thought I was too young a decade ago. I bit my lip and stood, trying to avoid him as I walked to the store.

    I looked over at the heavily pregnant woman. It looked like her, but i couldn't tell for sure. I couldn't be wrong with this so i just sat down on a bench

    Ooc: Do you have a picture? Oh and her name is Scarlet Jones ^^ Thanks for joining.




    Ic: I just walked into the store and sighed with relief that he didn't talk to me. I grabbed a cart and fumbled with my phone, looking at the list on it. I groaned and didn't know if I would have enough money for this stuff.

    "Yes?" He dug around in his pockets, not looking up when she spoke. He pulled out a twenty dollar bill. "On me." he said

    "I know who you are. I wouldn't do it for anyone but a lovely dame like yourself." He said, sincerely

    "I don't know how to thank you. I'm on a tight budget." I grumbled quietly. I was never much of a talker. But being able to speak to someone after 6 months was so different.

    I hesitated for a moment before letting out a long sigh. "My husband got killed in war a few months ago. But before that, everything was great."

    Ooc: You can play in 1st person if you want ^^



    Ic: I sighed and glanced at him. "It's been hard, but I'm pulling through at least."