Forbidden Love

In a small town there's always a scandal. But never something on the scale of this stature.

Derek Masters has lived through hell. That's putting it lightly. When he was only just entering teen years his girlfriend was killed in a bitter rage. Then the mayor of his town passes the Law,

Farmers and City Folk Will Not Mingle, Flirt, Romance, or Marry. Under the decree of the Mayor.

You see that could be a slight problem for our Derek Masters. In his freshman year of High School he fell in love with Daisy Malone.

The Mayor's daughter.

Daisy Malone has a secret. She's in love with a farm boy. With the initials DM.


11. Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven



As the couple entered McCready's Derek noticed Rebecca's sister washing the counter down, laughing at something Keith had said. Derek rolled his eyes as he and Daisy sat at the counter as well, being that every other table had been occupied. It was fitting really, for Derek to see Rebecca's sister right after a double but separate funeral. As the young girl came to take their order, Derek whispered,


"Nat's dead." Grace's eyes glazed over with tears.


"I know and I'm sorry for this town's loss. At least her's was natural." Grace whispered.


"Rebecca's death was tragic I know, I was there Grace, but I'm trying to move on, its what she would've wanted. The same with her sister she would want you to be happy."


"If you haven't noticed, I'm only angry or sad when you're in my diner." Grace snapped. Derek took this in stride, he hadn't actually spoken to Grace since the murder and the funeral. 


"Are you happy with Keith? How long have you been dating?"


"For a few months, why?"


"Well just want to let you know he was employed by the mayor to seduce Daisy."


"He wouldn't do that,"


"But he did." Daisy whispered. "He tried to get me to go out with him. I'm sorry Grace, my late father was a prick."


"Keith wasn't being paid to do this right?"


"I don't know, but it sounds like my dad." Grace glance quickly towards the oblivious Keith who was immersed in a video game. 


"He has been acting strange...what am I doing? You are the enemy not Keith, he helped me through my sister's death, where were you?" Grace snapped before running from the diner. Keith noticed her absence and glared at the pair next to him.


"Nice work," he whispered sarcastically and stormed out after his girlfriend. Derek hid his head in his hands and groaned. 


"Great just freaking great D, she hates me, Grace despises me."


"Derek, Grace is going through some changes,"


"Oh don't give me the puberty speech." Derek huffed.


"Derek, don't take it out on me. Grace was a bitch, she's dating Keith which probably makes her a bitch...but she's not your's to protect anymore. You got to let them both go."


"I suppose you're right. Let's get out of here."




Derek and Daisy left the diner before their orders were up. Derek saw Grace crying on the mechanical horse. Keith was putting a quarter in the machine while Grace protested. They were happy he realized. He smiled and continued walking. It was good that she was finally happy, even if it meant the very last piece of Rebecca was lost to him. She was happy without him and if Keith made her happy then so be it. 




"I'm just letting go." Derek climbed into the cab of the truck and Daisy forced a smile.


"Good. Time to start over, don't you think?"


"Yes, I think so." Derek drove away from the diner and towards his home. Daisy played around with the radio for a bit before settling on a station that was playing their song. 'Ours' by Taylor Swift.  Daisy smiled and began singing along with Taylor's beautiful melody of love.


"Elevator buttons and morning air," 


"Strangers' silence making me want to take the stairs" Derek joined her.


"But if you were here you would laugh at their vacant stares. But right now my time is theirs." Daisy looked at him and smiled and listened to the song.


"Daisy, I love you I hope you know."


"I love you too Derek." Daisy faltered for a moment before continuing. "But so much has been lost because of our love. Derek, True Grit's death was my fault, I have brought you so much grief. I don't know if its wise if we stayed together. Only more evil will come of it."


"What are you saying Daisy? After all the trouble we went through to get the law abolished you want to end it all now, to erase all our efforts?"


"I want what's best for you! I'm no good for you Derek!"


"I decide what's good for me and what's not Daisy, and you are the best thing that's ever happened to me. Don't you ever think for a moment that you're not. You gave me reason to love again and don't you dare say for a moment you are not good for me because without you I'd be dead!"




"No. Daisy we are not breaking up because if we do you'll be attending another funeral."  Derek got out of the truck and headed inside his house. Daisy sat there, still fastened to the seat by the belt. She rolled her eyes and smiled. How morbidly romantic Derek Masters was. She got out of the truck her resolve to end the relationship she wanted so badly gone. She found herself tucked into the kitchen chair, with Mrs. Masters hovering over her, checking to see if she was alright, if she needed anything. Derek looked so forlorn. He seemed so lost.


"Derek, sweetheart please eat something."


"Mother I can't."


"You must. Natalie wouldn't have wanted you to waste away." Daisy looked up from her tea to see Mr. Masters come through the door way. 


"Derek, you need to eat." was all he said when he sat down. 


"Father. What did you do when Frank died in the accident? You didn't eat for weeks."


"Frank, I knew Frank for thirty years. He was more a brother than a friend. Natalie you've known for a few years. Her death was tragic and she will be missed, but that is no reason to disregard your health."


"I will eat, but I will not enjoy it. I've lost many in the last few weeks, and I won't lose anyone else."


"And you won't." Daisy said, resting her hand on his. "I love you."


"I love you too. What's for lunch mother?"


"Your favorite, country ham and spinach sandwiches and fresh lemonade."


"Thanks mother."


"No problem darling." The sandwich was put in front of Derek, and Daisy watched curiously as to whether or not he would touch it. He did so; the sandwich didn't make the encounter though, satisfied that Derek was actually nourishing himself; Daisy dug into her own sandwich with a smile forged from pain carved on her face.



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