Thread: Deja vu (Ava & CheesusKrust)

Wes had lived an old mans life in a short span of time, having found true love at a young age they had quickly fallen into a euphoric state of near perfection. Fighting very little, and only replacing that dark void with the bright joyous emotion known as love. They were the epitome of the perfect couple, and when Wes had planned to wed this woman he had come to know and love, both families agreed whole heartedly. Leading to their engagement in front of a large crowd in a busy restaraunt in a bustling downtown city. The memory would always be the happiest for the both of them, for the kiss they shared at that moment was incredibly electric. However, soon after Wes took it upon himself to work harder and push himself farther in order to grant his fiance a fairy tale life. A world where nothing was scary or could hurt her, a place where if she wanted it, Wes could attain it for her. As a result, he dragged himself into work in the early morning, continuing on into the very late hours of night. Being an accountant for a smaller branch of a much larger company, he was deemed the best in the business and often received honorable employee awards. The only problem was, whenever he came home nothing but exhaustion exuded from his very being, dragging his feet into bed before promptly passing out. Most of the time unable to fit even a morsel of food into his body for he would only have enough energy to sleep. It was a tiring and hard lifestyle, but he had to do it for the love of his life. One night however upon leaving the office at ten, he was hit from behind relatively hard by an unseen figure. Unbeknownst to him he was dragged off into a nearby van and drugged with a powerful anesthetic that had a record of causing memory loss. The person who had done it was a woman known as Veronica Aldrige, a jealous rival of Gabby's who saw to it that Gabby would have a miserable life ever since elementary. However, with Wes nearby he had always defended her and made sure she was happy as much as possible. Veronica was jealous of that, convincing Wes after awaking that they were in a relationship. Only coaxing him into believing further by a series of sexual encounters that ended up leading him to living in New York. A small condo in the middle of Times Square. His mom had received a call, stating that her son was fine and living in New York, which caused his mom quickly to move there in order to be close to her son. Late one night however he was given a ticket from his mother, ordered to return home for awhile in order to hopefully jog his memory. It was possible, and he only agreed due to the urgency in his mother's voice. Leaving with a large duffel and black rollaway he agreed, moving to the airport before settin off for his hometown. It was busy in the airport, barely managing to snag a taxi which he promptly provided with an adress to his father's home. The taxi driver asking no questions before driving him to the address provided. Upon arriving Wes nodded with a small smile, lifting a duffel over his shoulder as he left. Tossing the driver a good was of cash before waving him goodbye. Everything around him had an awe of familiarity...yet at the same time it didn't feel quite...right. His eyes trailed the scene before moving to check his watch, which remarkably was not there. Unsure of the time he moved over to a nearby park just across the street, luggage in tow. A woman on the swingset seemed to be the only living being for miles, which easily summed it down to whom he should ask. Um...excuse me. You don't happen to know the time by any chance?Wes had a very distinct voice, it was a tad deep, but every word he said was warm and inviting. He was a kind and considerate individual...not that he would remember it.