7 summers :Morgan Wallen

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Tour continued both Morgan and Scarlett broken and hopeless.

It was the last show of tour and Scarlett was ready to leave. The imprint that Morgan had left on her heart was unbearable.

As she lays in her bunk her eyes wander the blank ceiling above her tears clouding her eyes. She cries in silent hurt Micheal hears her and knocks. "Go away" she mutters.

"I won't come in, you ok?" He asks, his voice filled with concern and worry. "No" she mutters her voice breaking as she spoke.

"Morgan's acting up now that your gone" He mentions. "I don't give a shit anymore, let him, maybe his new girlfriends will help him" she snaps.

"He was an asshole to you I'm sorry" he says. She opens the curtain. "He was, and you don't need to apologize, it wasn't your fault" She assures.

"So what about work? Are you still gonna be at big loud?" He asks. "I don't know anymore, I don't have a job anywhere else so I guess I'll still be there" she replies.

"With Morgan?" He asks. "Im dropping him as a client" she replies, Micheals eyes widen. "Really? I thought you were still gonna do his tour" He asks.

"My heart is being pulled in 7 different directions right now, I don't know what will happen at this point" she pleads. "Feel better, we're leaving soon so I can do roll call for you" Micheal says.

Scarlett hops out of bed. "I'll do it, it'll get my mind off things" She replies grabbing her clipboard.
She walks towards the bus with everyone, including Morgan in it.

She opens the door and takes a breath. "Alright listen up!" She shouts. The room goes silent and everyone pays attention to her.

"It has been a pleasure to work with everyone on this tour and I'm so incredibly proud of Ernest, you all blew this thing out of the water and made it fun while working, thank y'all for everything and welcoming me and my team, and for all the support, I'll cya in Nashville" She spoke.

Morgan kept his head down the entire time as she walked out. He heard multiple crew members talking about her looks and it made him psychically sick.

"I'd get with her in a heartbeat" Zach says. Morgan's heart snapping in two. He was hers. Well used to be.

"Why so quiet Morgan? You good?" Ernest asks. "I'm alright" he replies. His leg bouncing up and down as the memories flood through his head.

He stood up and poured himself a drink hoping to numb the pain. The drive home sucked knowing he'd watch Scarlett pack her things and leave.

They arrived back in Nashville and Morgan went to his house. Even the house smelt like her.

He walked in and sat on the couch knowing she'd arrive and pack her things.

He wasn't ready for that, not even a little bit.

He hears her bronco pull in and she walks in the door silently packing her things. She stares at boots and pets her gently.

She finish's packing and stands in silence looking at Morgan. "So I guess this is goodbye" She spoke softly her voice breaking as she chokes back tears.

"I guess so..." he mutters taking a sip from the bottle on the coffee table. "Good luck Morgan" she mutters.
"Good luck Scarlett...." He stutters choking back tears.

She starts to cry as she leaves, she wants to forgive him but she can't. She can't keep getting hurt like this.
Morgan breaks down slamming the bottle from his hand at the wall.

"I'm such a dumbass!" He shouts taking a breath. Boots whimpers in the corner. "Oh boots, I'm sorry" he apologizes walking over to her. She barks and hides under the couch.

He ran off his Girlfriend, his team, and now his dog.

He had to get himself together.

Scarlett drove until she couldn't, she ended up at her apartment that she hadn't been in in weeks. It was a wreck.
Apparently someone broke in and stole a bunch of stuff.

"Not today please lord" she pleads looking at her now destroyed apartment. She falls to her knees crying as she looks at her apartment.

She fell asleep curled into a ball on the floor of her apartment, no energy to do anything.

Morgan fell asleep surrounded by empty cans and and bottles around him also on the floor.

Scarlett gets up and decides to clean her apartment since it was destroyed and Micheal came over to help her.
She spilled out every emotion and thought she had to Micheal and he just listened.

He had to hear what Morgan had to say before he did anything to help. After she rode with Micheal to big loud so Scarlett could get some work done and he could record some songs.

"Damn it's silent in here" Micheal mentions as they turn on the lights. Scarlett walks to her office and sits down, Micheal sat with her due to her loneliness.

He started to play some music and he played 'chasin you'
"Anything but Morgan right now" she says focusing on her computer. "Oh yeah, sorry" he apologizes and starts to play his own music.

They hear the door open and Morgan's voice greeting the front desk. Scarlett closes the blind that's over the window of her office.

"I bet you money he's hungover" Scarlett says, Micheal agrees. "How much?" He asks. "100 bucks he's hungover" Scarlett offers. "Deal" Micheal says shaking her hand and making his way to Morgan's office.

Micheal walks back in and sits down handing her a 100 dollar bill. "Told ya" Scarlett jokes.
"You were right, he looks like he's been hit by a truck" He mentions picking up his guitar.

"Just whiskey and beer" She replies. "You look good for cryin all night" He says. "Jee thanks Micheal" She sarcastically replies.

After working she had a paper that she needed to give to Morgan. She was hesitant but she went anyways.
"This is your tour liability sheet, fill it out and have it in my Dropbox by tomorrow" She instructs.

"Okay, I will" he replies, looking down at a blank paper avoiding eye contact. "You alright?" She asks.
"Yep, I'm fine" he replies, the world spinning around.

She walks out and finishes working and rides home with Micheal. "Cya tomorrow! Don't forget that paper!" She shouts running up the stairs to her apartment. "I won't!" He yells back.

Morgan's life was crumbling.

Scarlett's was slowly becoming better.