Waiting for the Fall
A Nashville fan fiction
By Cappuccino Girl
Notes: Just your standard Rayna/Deacon, Rayna/Liam, songs-about-Rayna affair. Written post episode 14 [Dear Brother]. In case you feel the need to track down the song quoted toward the end of story below, you can listen to it here. If you like it, I recommend supporting the artist by buying it from your favourite digital music provider. Or get it on vinyl. It really does sound better, I promise.
THE LEAVES WERE TURNING from red to muddy brown, and neighborhood kids were walking home from school. Sun-soaked concerts were a fading memory, and for the first time in a long while, she had no album to record or promote. Inside her house, the mess of the last intervention was still on the kitchen floor. At the fifth try, she really should have managed it better, choreographed the perfect last straw. Instead, it was one week later and tiny shards of broken china still crunched on the tiles. There in the living room, his notes were strewn on the piano, whiskey-stained and torn, songs she’ll never have the heart to record, royalty checks he won’t be able to drink or snort up his nose.
( continue reading... Collapse )