Nashville FanFiction:
I own nothing, this amazing show and characters belongs to the ABC network television series Nashville.
This story focuses on the relationship Deyna (Deacon Claybourne and Rayna James). I am going to write this story from Deacon's perspective. It's going to be multiple chapters and I will update when I can, which should be often since I am on break from college. I hope you all enjoy.
Music is the only thing I have managed to get right in my life. It's the one thing I can do half way good. I have by some miracle been one of the very lucky people that gets to make music for a living and actually make enough money to live a comfortable lifestyle. I've never needed much especially living on the road you spend most of the year jumping from hotel to hotel. But it is nice that when I do get a break I have a place to call my own with a bed and tv. But if I am being honest that's not because of me. I owe everything I am and everything I have to one incredibly talented and beautiful woman. Her name is Rayna . . . Rayna James, but I call her Ray. She has always been Ray to me. We met one night in Nashville at the famous Bluebird Café. This historic building is a well-known country hotspot for famous musicians to come back to but also for new baby artists to get discovered. That's exactly what I was doing there, hoping someone in the audience would be open to giving a young guy from Natches, Mississippi a shot. I was performing a usual song with my sister Beverly titled Troubles Moving In. it was in the middle of the chorus when I look to the door opening. She took my breath away, causing me to forget the words to a song I've been singing every night for the last two weeks. Her hair was strawberry blonde shoulder length, wit tight curls. Those curls framing her face perfectly but the front section was pinned back so I could see her beautiful face. Her skin is flawless, and her eyes felt like they pierced straight into my soul. She was wearing this long sleeve shirt that cuts down low, showing off her cleavage in a way that wasn't too much but definitely caught my attention. She was just so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I kept playing the guitar and eventually began to sing again but I could feel the tension from Beverly. Our set ended we thanked the crowd and all I wanted to do was go talk to the woman who walked in. However, Beverly stopped me.
- Beverly: "What do you think you're doing?"
- Deacon: "I'm going to the bar Beverly. I'm going to order a beer and relax before heading home. I'll see you later."
- Beverly: "Don't lie to me! You are going to talk to that pretty girl who walked in like she owned to place. She distracted you and you messed up our song in front of everyone! She's trouble Deacon and we got enough to worry about. Let's just go home together go grab your guitar and I'll meet you at the car."
She grabs my arm and starts pushing me in the direction of where they placed my guitar after our set. But I pull my arm out of her grasp.
- Deacon: "Beverly, I am a grown ass man who can do whatever I damn well please. You can leave! I'm going to go get a drink, and if I happen to talk to a beautiful woman while I enjoy my beer so be it."
I turn away from Beverly heading straight towards the only person I see in the room.
- Deacon: "Hi, I'm Deacon Claybourne."
- Rayna: "Hi, Im Rayna, Rayna Wy… James. Rayna James. Your set was amazing. You and your girlfriend sound great together. You compliment each other very well."
Deacon chuckles a little.
- Deacon: "Thank you, that really means a lot but Beverly's not my girlfriend. She's my sister."
- Rayna: "Oh I'm sorry! I jumped to conclusions. Well you and your sister sounded amazing. Are you new around here I don't recognize you?"
- Deacon: "No need to apologize, simple mistake. We get it a lot more often then you would think. But yes we are. We just moved up here about two weeks ago. We've been playing at open mic nights all around town. What about you, are you a musician too?"
Deacon takes a seat at the bar next to Rayna.
- Rayna: " Yes, actually I am, I sing around town too with my band. I am actually leaving in a few days for a tour, I'm the opener. I'm really excited, and nervous. It's actually my first tour ever!"
Deacon can't help but drop his mouth in aw of this woman.
- Deacon: "Wow! That's amazing! Congratulations! That's a big deal! We have to drink to your accomplishments and to what the future hold. I'm sitting by the future Queen of Country. Tim, hey Tim we'll take two shots of tequila no make it four and two beers. Pit it on my tab."
Tim nods.
- Rayna: " Well I don't know about that but thank you I really appreciate the compliment even though you haven't even heard me sing. But I don't really drink but if I did I could pay for them myself."
I am taken back by her abrupt honesty but found it extremely hot.
Deacon: "I didn't mean anything offensive. I just wanted to buy you a drink to celebrate. And you're right I haven't but there is just something about your eyes. They have a lot to say and if you have put any of that to paper and made a song out of it I know it's got to be amazing."
Tim places the four shots and two beers in between them.
-Rayna: " Well since they've already here I don't want to be rude."
Rayna grabs two of the shots fro the middle and places them in front of her. I can tell she's nervous but right when I was about to ask if she even liked tequila she takes both shots without even hesitating.
- Deacon: "Damn."
I laugh and am beyond impressed.
- Rayna:" What? If you drink them slowly it burns more."
She's drinking the beer now to wash down the tequila.
- Deacon: "I guess that's true. I've just never seen a girl take two shots of tequila so fast without even flinching. It's impressive.
- Rayna: "I'm full of surprises. But I really need to get going."
Deacon chokes on his beer trying to stop her from leaving.
- Deacon: "Do you really? We just started talking. I want to get to know you. Come on Ray, stay a little longer."
I couldn't help it, it just kind of came naturally out of my mouth, calling her Ray. It was like I'd been calling her Ray my entire life.
- Rayna: "I wish I could stay, but I really need to get home. But you're playing tomorrow too right? Ill try to show up on time and catch the entire set."
I instantly feel sad at the idea of her leaving but can't help but smirk at the idea that she checked to see when I would be playing again.
- Deacon: "Yeah, we play again tomorrow. And I would love to have you see the whole set of five songs. Can I at least walk you to your car?"
I hop down from the stool.
- Rayna: "sure."
I follow Ray outside the door and she walks towards what looks like brand new Cadillac.
- Rayna: "Well this is me. Tank you for walking me and for the drinks. I look forward to listening to those five songs tomorrow night."
I open the drivers side door for her to put her purse and coat inside.
- Deacon: "No problem. And I look forward to hearing what you think afterwards."
Rayna sways towards me brushing her hand up against mine causing this chill to run up my arm.
- Rayna: "Yeah. Tomorrow. Have a good night."
Just as she is about to turn to get into her car I grab her arm. I turn her around and pull her down towards the back of the car pinning her. I stroke her hair out of her face placing one of my hands on her check and the other moves slowly down the side of her body. I move my head closer and closer to hers. Our lips are now almost touching and our breathing is rapid and insync as the anticipation of the kiss increases. Finally I place a slow and deep kiss on her gorgeous lips.
- Deacon: "Goodnight Ray."
I move away from her and turn to walk back into the Bluebird.