((I was somewhat inspired by a song I was listening to when I made this. The beginning is really sad but the ending is really happy.

Summary: Marv gets arrested and I end up seeing him again next year

!! WARNING: Sad, read at your own risk !!

Words: 1.4k words

I knew something was wrong when Marv didn't return home like he said he would. He told me that he and his friend Harry would be busy doing something tonight, but he never even mentioned what it was. So I knew I had to drive into town in search of him before something bad happened. I always knew that him being a robber would backfire towards him one day, except I never had the heart to try to get him to change his ways, because I knew that he loved robbing. Once turning onto a street after hearing the sound of police sirens in the distance, I also saw the red and blue lights of a police car. I zoomed down the street and parked my car on the other side of the street. Before I could run into the yard to see who was being arrested, I was stopped by an officer. "Hey, you aren't supposed to be here." He shoved me aside, "No, wait-" My anxiety started kicking in once the front door swung open. The second I saw Marv and Harry being led off in handcuffs, I could practically feel my heart breaking. "Marv!" I screamed and tried running towards him, but was held back by a police officer. Marv saw the tears running down my face. "No, please! He's my boyfriend, let me go with him!" I squirmed in his grasp while tears poured down my face. I could tell by the expression on Marv's face that he felt the same way I did. "If you wanna see him, you're gonna have to wait." An officer said just as I collapsed onto my knees, "You don't understand-" I watched as an officer shoved Marv into the backseat of the police car along with his friend Harry. "No..." I whispered to myself while watching the police car drive off and disappear into the distance. After that one night, right before Christmas, I never felt the same way again. I have desperately tried meeting someone new to try and get rid of the heartbreaking memory of that one fateful night. Except every time I did, it felt like I was cheating on Marv, and it just broke my heart even more. Nothing felt the same anymore.

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I sat in my prison cell late at night, Harry sleeping on the bed across from me. The thoughts of Modesta filled my head. Deep down I knew I shouldn't have robbed that house with Harry, or none of this would've happened. I was worried that she was going to meet someone knew and completely forget about me, or hurt herself in some way. That scene on Christmas night when I was being arrested was the one memory that tore me apart. The way Modesta was crying and screaming while being held back by police officers. I could feel my heart breaking in half at the very thought. So I knew that sometime around Christmas next year I should figure out a way to escape prison so I could see her again, and make sure to never have something like this happen again. That was until next Christmas arrived when a huge riot happened in the prison, giving me and Harry the opportunity to escape. I was really excited because I wanted to go back to Chicago where I could see Modesta again, but Harry said that she had most likely forgotten about me and said that it was pointless even trying to see her. His words broke my heart but at the same time I even believed that what he was saying was true. Because even before I was arrested, she was way out of my league once we started dating, and I was clueless as to why she chose me over all of the other more attractive and successful men in this world.

We snuck into a fish truck that was unloading food for the prison. I had no idea where the fish truck would be going afterwards, but I knew that it wasn't Chicago judging by how long the drive was. That's how me and Harry ended up all the way in New York. The taste of freedom in the air was enough to make me feel a little bit more happy than I was before. Except the thought of Modesta still lingered in my mind ever since I was in prison. And I knew that I had to see her at least once before the both of us ended up getting arrested again once the police discover where we went off to.

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To help forget about the dreadful memories from last Christmas, I decided to visit New York for Christmas this year. The city seemed just as exciting as it was portrayed in movies and shows. But this time would be more enjoyable if Marv was by my side. So here I was all the way in New York, walking all by myself while my family was in a completely different state celebrating Christmas with family. Just being in Chicago that time of year reminded me too much of Marv, and my family understood when I said I wanted to be on my own for Christmas. I hated myself for not trying to stop Harry and Marv from robbing that house. Now I was all alone for 9 months without the love of my life by my side. As I was walking across the sidewalk to cross the street, I accidentally bumped shoulders into some stranger without realizing who it actually was. The entire day I was trying to figure out why I thought that stranger was so familiar, although I only caught a small glimpse of them for a split second. Walking the busy streets of New York was somewhat heartbreaking; there were happy couples littering the sidewalks and streets, being in love and exchanging Christmas gifts. I could feel my heart slowly breaking every time I saw a happy couple. That was until everything changed due to one experience while waiting to be able to walk across the street after the busy traffic. I was busy messing around with my walkman to even notice my surroundings, or the people around me for that matter. The cassette tape inside my walkman started glitching as I was getting aggravated, not wanting to go for a walk without music. "Stupid shit-" I hit the walkman until the distorted music stopped abruptly. "Oh wow." I mumbled to myself as I stuffed my walkman into the pocket of my leather jacket.

Out of nowhere, there was the strange sensation of someone pinching my thigh. A strange expression washed over my face until I then turned around to see whichever pervert had done that. Except I couldn't believe what I saw when I turned around; my boyfriend Marv. "Oh my God-" I stuttered out as I could feel tears pricking at my eyes. He seemed to also instantly recognize me. "M-Modesta? Is that really you?" He smiled down at me, ignoring his friend next to him who looked annoyed. There also seemed to be a young kid standing in between the both of them, someone who I presumed lived at that house the both of them robbed last year. I cried and hugged him as tightly as I possibly could. Now that only Harry was holding onto one of the kid's shoulders, he made a run for it which pissed Harry off. Marv was too busy hugging me to even notice that the kid had escaped. Crowds of people brushed past us as we continued the much needed embrace after 9 long months. "God, you don't know how much I missed you." I cried into his chest, "I dreamt about this day for 9 whole months." Marv responded. "Marv, he got away!" Harry shouted at him, "I don't care. This moment is more important right now." Marv answered. Harry groaned loudly in response before the sound of him running away could be heard. I felt the feeling of his hand running up and down my back. "Oh my God, I love you so much sweetheart." His lips pressed against my forehead, while I smiled at the familiar feeling of his mustache tickling my forehead. "I love you too, baby." I stood on the tips of my toes to lightly press a kiss on his neck. A wide smile spread out across his face, "Let's go find Harry before he gets upset." He said. I nodded and slipped my hand into his as we walked towards the park, bumping into Harry halfway there.