By jove 😍 (*bye)

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~Jove was hit by a bus... but how did mr murray get there?~

TW: DEAD BODY DESCRIPTION

You had just seen Jove be hit by a bus. His body was splattered all over the ground. Blood seeping into the pavement, bone marrow not creating new stem cells anymore, and pen!s cut in half on top of mr murrays head.

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What had just happened, would affect y/n's life forever. Y/n stood there in utter despair. Tears streaming down y/n's face. You saw Mr Murray running over to you, almost crying as well, although his tears seemed fake...

Anyway- mr murray came running over to y/n and let her cry into his arms. She was so sad and upset that he offered to take her back to his place, so she could calm down. Y/n being vulnerable and stupid, agreed to go to her teachers house...

Mr murray comforted y/n and then they walked back to his place. Woah. He was a rich ass. He had a huge p-
Sorry.
He had a huge place- it had a pool, gym room (so thats how hes in such good shape) , and a massive d-
Sorry again.
A massive driveway. You were so shocked. You never imagined him to have such a great life! He seemed happy that you were near him ☺. You forced a smile, but then when you looked up at him, it began to feel natural. You were so happy to be with him too. It felt right. Almost instantly, your tears dried up and you werent the awful wreck you were before. Your natural beauty was back. Just to clarify, your hair was still like this:

You realised that mr murray had been staring at you for quite some time

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You realised that mr murray had been staring at you for quite some time. You both stood in his driveway together. Just enjoying the view of his mansion.

Soon after, it began to rain. In typical films, rain would symbolise that something terrible was about to happen, but in our case, it was quite the opposite...

Rain and thunder crashed down on them. You screamed and ran towards the front door, except your wellington boot (yeah, what about it) got stuck in the gravel. Mr Murray quickly scooped you off your feet and ran inside as quick as his spindly long legs would carry you.

You were laughing and screaming at the same time. If you werent wet before, you definitely were now. BY THE RAIN I MEAN. Gosh you are all so dirty minded...

He carried you inside, knocked off your other welly, and threw you onto his sofa. He kicked off his shoes and sat right next to you. Both soaking wet, laughing and shivering at the same time. He told you to go upstairs and put on some of his clothes to warm up, while he made you a hot cup of hot chocolate each.

Read on to find out more...

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