[Guy1731]

The jukebox was playing...

Ring, ring, ring...
listen to what I sing...

Ring, ring, ring...
it's not a simple thing,
you wear it on your finger,
on necklace or a toe,
it may cost me a fortune,
I don't care if it is for you...

Ring, ring, ring...
listen to what I sing...

Ring, ring, ring...
it's not just anything,
you give it on occasions,
sure need a reason to,
to show the other person,
your love is really true...

Ring, ring, ring...
listen to what I sing...

...

Here is what we have so far on chapter four: viewtopic.php?p=214142#214142

[Guy1731]

John said:

I believe, Suzie,

God created women,
with fingers on their hands,
so we could give them rings,
that was part of his plans...

I know a ring is mostly used,
(and generally not refused)
to tie two people in a way,
that maybe they'll regret one day...

Today I offer you this ring,
and so declare myself your King,
the most beautiful girl I've ever seen,
I ask hereby to become my queen...

I wish with this that you can see,
you are the only one for me.
I find you special and unique,
you are the only one I need.

A diamond or a ruby,
are beautiful gem indeed,
nothing compares to blue Sapphire,
the only one that fits you neat...

put it on your finger,
beginning from today,
when ever you're at home,
and when you are away.

whenever you are sad
or if you're feeling blue,
know it's a piece of me,
you're carrying with you...

When you look at the stone,
and hold it in the light,
you'll feel no more alone,
it's like I hold you tight...

With this ring on your finger,
the diamonds in your eyes,
baby, will you be mine,
until the end of time?

...

Here is what we have so far on chapter four: viewtopic.php?p=214142#214142

[Guy1731]

Epilogue...

Nobody knows how this story will end,
will they stay together,or only be friends,
there's only one thing, that we know for sure,
this love is concrete, it's honest and pure...
Should there come a day they will meet for real,
to show to each other how they really feel,
- although for the moment, they live their own life,
they can't be together, as real man and wife -,
if she keeps this ring, for John it is clear,
she wants a new start, without questions or fear,
with the man that she loves, that she needs so bad,
and wipe away the tears, she was hurt and felt sad...



For now they need patience, stay low and be quiet,
until comes the moment they can share day and night.

End.

This ends chapter four. You can read it here: viewtopic.php?p=214142#214142

[Guy1731]

This was the story,
about Suzie and John,
may their love survive,
for many years to come.

I believe in God's plans,
I know they are strong,
and trust they will meet,
cause together they belong...

Ow ow ow, I should stop speaking in rhymes now. Ok. Chapter four is finished. I'm sorry if I did this one kind of solo slim. I appreciated andree's input, I hope you all enjoyed reading it, and I promise next chapter to be again something we will write together with all the users of this wonderful site.

So, stay tuned for Chapter Five of our Story of John...

Guy1731

[andree]

I'm sorry if I did this one kind of solo slim.

It's ok, I've been enjoying the story. I suppose it has not been inspired by your "own" love story, eh partner ?
Okok, can't wait for the next chapter!

cheers,
andree

[Guy1731]

Trrr... trrr...
Trrr... trrr...
bip...
J: Hello?
S: ...
J: Hell...
S: ...John?
J: ...
S: ...
J: Suzie?
S: ...
J: Suzie... is that you?
S: yes
J: Ow... h... hi, Suzie!
S: hello John...
J: Baby!!! Thats been a while...
S: yeah... 2 months...
J: I know, darling... this job is killing me...
S: ...
J: told you, we have to be patient...
S: ...
J: stay low...
S: ...
J: ...
S: yeah...
J: ...
S: ... (sniffing noise)...
J: Suzie?
S: ...
J: are you alright?
S: yes...
J: come on, baby... something wrong?
S: ...
J: ...
S: John?
J: Yes, love?
S: hum...
J: what?
S: John, do you love me?
J: ow...
S: ...
J: Yes, I love you... of course!
S: do you remember some time ago, when you came to my place?
J: ow,... yes, of course! why?
S: ... do you remember you talked about having a baby?...
J: ...
S: ...
J: err... yes... what about that?
S: John...
J: darling?
S: ... do you remember we went to the beach...
J: hum... yes, darling... why?
S: remember what happened on the beach?
J: ...
S: when we got caught by the water?
J: ow, yes... that was great...
S: ...
J: but... why do you ask that...
bib
J: ...
tuut... tuut... tuut...
J: Suzie?
tuut... tuut... tuut...
J: ...
tuut... tuut... tuut...

[Guy1731]

Nothing hurts more
than sitting at home,
while hearing your love,
who cries on the phone...

nothing hurts more,
when you both know,
you're deeply in love,
but not able to show...

Nothing hurts more,
wondering how long it will last,
to finally meet,
and break with the past...

[Guy1731]

John was staring at the phone in his hand... "What was that about?..." He scratched his head... "Ow, my God... could this be? Is this real? Could there be happening what two people who are in love most want?... A... a baby? A little human being created by love?". John was speechless. He tried to imagine what Suzie was feeling right now... He remembered her "sniffing" sound on the phone. Was she crying? Was she crying of happiness, or was she sad? He stared at his phone again... If she was crying, sure there could be a tear falling on her phone and who knows could there be a tear transmitted with the phone waves... and come out the other side right into John's hand... He would taste that tear carefully on his lips. Sure he would recognise the taste if that is a tear of happiness... or sadness... John knew about tears. So many nights he spend alone, laying in his bed, thinking about the one he loves, that lives so far away... Sometimes his eyes went wet when he thought about the beautiful days they had spend together... Then he felt tears running down his cheeks, finding their way to his pillow... His pillow, the only witness of his feelings at night...

At night, when it's cold,
and John is alone,
there's no-one around,
not a soul in his home...

His head on his pillow,
his mind filled with tears,
never see her again,
the worst thing he fears...

He prays that one day,
all troubles are gone,
That Suzie and her baby,
will find here a "home".

John went to sleep...

[Guy1731]

In the morning John received a message from Suzie...

They will never see each other again...


This is the end of the story of John and Suzie.
I will write no more. - Guy1731

TOPIC CLOSED

[Guy1731]

Well, John is a survivor. He may be alone - dumped by his Suzy - (is he really?) but he's not the kind of guy to give up like that. In the next chapter, we're going to help John to find a way to meet Suzy again. It would be great if you all could contribute to that. Let's do it this way: you are given three words you have to use in your part of the story, and you give three words the following writer has to use. You want a romantic scene? Give the next writer three words that ask for love and sweet music,... you want some action? Give him/her three words that can't get around some sentences about passion, fight or twisted mind... Just use your imagination...

Here are the three first words to start with: coffee, newspaper and barking

Just make sure you put the given words in bold in your part of the story.

OK, let's do this... Let us bring John an Suzy together again!

(And who knows what happens then... )

[Guy1731]

Haha! Let me be the first to start...

Chapter five: John and Suzy meet again...

That morning, John woke up as usual. Only, he had that satisfied and overwhelming feeling after a night of deep, rest bringing sleep. He couldn't figure out immediately what the reason was for that, but it didn't bother him at all. He made coffee and opened the front door to take his newspaper... There was no newspaper. John took a step outside, and looked around to see if the paper man had missed his door and had thrown the newspaper somewhat away from the door. He found nothing and while looking around he realized how calm it was in the street. There was no sound, not a car, nobody was taking a walk... he even couldn't hear a bird singing or hear a dog barking... No wonder he slept so well. Not a single sound could have disturbed him in his sleep. John took a walk, turned the corner, but also in the surrounding streets he didn't see anything move, not a single noise...



Anyone can continue this story. Please be sure to include the following words in the next part: bicycle, flat, bridge

Also, give three words you want the next writer to mention in his/her part of the story...

[andree]

(ow, what the heck! )

As he turned back to his house, John caught a glimpse of movement at the corner of his eyes. He turned his head to see what drew his attention. He saw a kid lying flat near an old bridge far end of the road where he lived. Without second hesitation, he marched towards the helpless kid in few big steps. The kid's age was around 7 as he remembered never see that face before. He was about to ask the poor soul if something hurt him when suddenly the boy raised his right arm to somewhere near the bridge. "My bicycle!" John followed the little boy's direction and caught his breath as he saw what seemed to be the rest of a bicycle. He looked a bit stunned as he imagined that could also happen to that boy. It was an old bridge with small river running along under it. John used to pass by the bridge but never stopped to see what it was really like under it. His gaze was back to the little kid who were now trying to stand up and cleaned the mess out of his worn-out trousers. He didn't remember he saw this kid in his neighborhood. His face looked rather naughtily handsome with tousled blonde hair. Somehow something familiar with him made John's heart twinged with pain of memory. The kid looked at him shyly as if he was feeling childish to have wrecked his favourite treasure. John stepped forward to touch the kid's shoulders. "Are you alright ? What happened ?" He studied the kid's body with genuine tender care to see any bruises marks.

Next 3 words used : picture, car, jacket

[Guy1731]

There was something strange about that kid. Not only he had a strange glow in his eyes, but although John could see the boy made a serious crash - the wreckage of the bicycle laying nearby as a prove - and his denim jacket pretty damaged, he couldn't find a scratch or any hurting mark on the boy's body. Beside that he lay so far away from his bicycle that John couldn't believe he crashed while riding it... John glanced at the road... could the kid and the bicycle be fallen, or thrown out of a car? A van? A truck? While he was thinking about this, he didn't see the kid's hand going in his pocket and taking out a piece of paper. Without a word he handed the paper over to John and when John took it he noticed it was a picture. On the picture he could see a boat laying in a port, and when he looked closely he could see the name of the boat was "Caribbean Princes". The kid looked suddenly very exited and with wide open glancing eyes he pointed with his finger to the boat on the picture and slowly pronounced a few words... "Peter... go... home... Peter... go... home...". John looked at the boy; "Peter?", is that your name? The boy stared at him, and then back to the picture; "Peter go home..." was all he said. John was thinking. Could that boat be the outcome of this mysterious appearance of the boy? And what about the silence surrounding them? What was happening here? Without a word the boy suddenly stepped away and John had to hurry to catch up. "Hey, P...Peter, where are you going?" he shouted, the boy kept walking while whispering "Peter go home..." continuously. They headed in the direction of the port...

Next 3 words to be used: captain, ticket, Portsmouth

Here is what we have so far on chapter five: viewtopic.php?p=321069#321069

[Guy1731]

The Caribbean Princess was the only boat laying in the port. When they approached the boat, John noticed a man giving instructions to some workers nearby, and he supposed from his uniform it was the captain of the ship. The captain turned their way and smiled: "So, here is our little Peter again... where have you been this time?". The boy didn't answer, but suddenly ran towards the ship and in a second he disappeared on board. "Hum...", John thought, "that kid has been here before...". Then the captain turned towards him, and asked him: "Sir, is your name John?". John nodded "yes, Sir, but how..." before he could end his question, the captain handed him an envelope, that he opened quickly. There was a ticket inside, and a short letter...

"John, darling, forgive me I used a boy to foul you and get you here, but I really wanted you to get on this ship. Please use this ticket and go on board. The ship will bring you to Portsmouth... I'm waiting there for you. I need you. Suzie."

John stared at the note and couldn't help it he felt his heart beating like hell... Could this be real? A dream come true? He didn't have much time to realize all this, as he heard suddenly the ships' horn blow and hurried to get on board.

When the ship sailed out to the open sea,
John couldn't know what his future would be,
joining his Suzie by boat, train or plane,
once they meet they won't separate again...


Next 3 words to be used: Suzie, tears, eyes

Here is what we have so far on chapter five: viewtopic.php?p=321069#321069

[andree]

As The Caribbean Princess weighed anchor half an hour later, John stood at the rail and watched the part of the world he’s been living slowly disappear. Before his eyes it became a part of his past. A past he would never forget as he has found his truly love and yet has left him nothing but an empty shell. He would never imagine that love could hurt that much that he thought he was incapable of loving anyone ever again. As much as he really hoped that the note was real, part of his heart still couldn’t believe that he was going to meet his Suzie again. Many nights he dreamt about seeing her again, touching her, loving her and never letting her go from his side only to wake up with tears in his eyes on empty bed. He could not shake her image from his every thought. How her wit, spirit and laughter filled his days with endless loving feeling. He missed their walking on the beach holding hands waiting for sunset. He had always known that Suzie loved sunset very much and he enjoyed just being with her.

John slowly walked along the decks of the magnificent ship, staring out over the endless waters. He caught glimpses of a few crewmen doing their jobs. There were also other passengers sitting and laughing happily.


Next 3 words to be used : vessel, grey, old

Here is what we have so far on chapter five: viewtopic.php?p=321069#321069