Wow it's been like a year since I wrote a Reba story. This chapter is going to be super duper short because I need to get to graduation (I get to be in the graduation choir) but I wanted to get this chapter up. But I've been thinking this song would make a great Reba fanfic since August so I needed to actually do it. Plus I learned like 2 months ago that Reba actually wanted to record this song. So sorry it's really short, but on the bright side I have time to write more starting this week. So the next chapter should be a lot longer. Oh and the song is The Boy Never Stays by Sarah Darling.
Reba was driving home after a long day at work. She just wanted to go home and sleep. Her boss had been even more of a jerk than he normally was. And of course one of the other agents quit that morning and his load was dumped onto her lap. Reba was just ready to forget about work. Luckily it was a Friday, so she wouldn't have to go to work in the morning. She turned on the radio and a song she had never heard before was playing.
He's the first taste of something you shouldn't have
He's the first lie you tell to your mom and dad
He's the reason you love the smell of Polo and peppermint
He's the lips that taught you how to kiss
He's the reason you know how to drive a stick
He's the last time you ever felt innocent
It's the scene from a Saturday matinee
It's the song that remembers those summer days
Even if that cowboy rides away real slow
The boy never stays
And the love never goes
He's the reason ferris wheels make you sad
He's a box full of taped of photographs
He's the feeling that always feels like
Seventeen
He's a name that you'll hardly ever hear
He's a face that you haven't seen in years
That you'll meet up once in a while
In your dreams
It's the scene from a Saturday matinee
It's the song that remembers those summer days
Even if that cowboy rides away real slow
The boy never stays
And the love never goes
You never fall quite the same again
After the first time
Forever ends
It's the scene from a Saturday matinee
It's the song that remembers those summer days
Even if that cowboy rides away real slow
The boy never stays
And the love never goes
Oh the love never goes
He's the first taste of something you shouldn't have
He's the first lie you tell to your mom and dad
Reba pulled into her driveway, left speechless. The song almost completely described her and Brock. Sure she had told everyone she was over him, but as the song said the love never goes. But on the Brightside she forgot almost completely about work. Reba got out of the car and rushed into the house, hoping she could forget the song. But of course Brock was sitting on her couch.
"Brock, do you remember that a few years ago we got a divorce? That means you shouldn't be in my house if I'm not. But better yet you could call or text me to give me a warning."
"Bad day at work?" Of course Brock reminded her of her day at work.
"Yes, if you must know. Listen I've got to make supper and I'm already running behind my usual schedule."
"I already brought Chinese for you and the kids. I wanted to talk to you."
"I guess if you brought us supper I have time to listen. What's on your mind?"
"Reba, I think I still love you."