October
Breeze
Chapter Four:
Cam's POV
With every footstep in the pasture, I fall deeper in my lies.
Already. I just got to this d*mn place, and I've lied about
everything. I don't know why I'm trying so hard to
impress Lennox.
When I finally reach her, I'm momentarily captivated by her
gorgeous brown locks, and her striking blue eyes. I almost forget
what I wanted to say, but then it hits me.
The horse is hurt. I sigh, and catch my breath before opening my
mouth to speak. I'm not sure how to put it. It just comes out
of my mouth, all scrambled.
"The horse, the one I was on. It fell, and I don't know
what to do. Your mom, she's there. She told me to come get
you. I, I, I'm sorry."
She looks at me, then down at her leg, then up at me again.
"First you burn down my house, then you hurt my horse,
aren't you such a sweetheart?" She sarcastically looks
right past me. I take her hand, and help her walk to the
horse.
"You know," I say. "This whole time I've been
here, I've been trying to impress you. It hasn't worked
one bit, I don't get it. How can I get you to like
me?"
Her eyes widen when they look at me, before looking away. Her
pale cheeks turn into a rosy red color, and she smiles to
herself, then frowns again.
"I don't like smokers," She says. "I don't
like bad boys, no morals, and when people aren't respectful.
And besides, your pants are too low. You gotta know how to dress,
and act before anything is ever considered."
"Teach me," I admit. "Teach me to be
good."
"You can't be taught to be good by someone else, you
need to teach yourself."
I nod, and we finally get to the horse. Lennox's mom is
sitting down, her shirt sleeve ripped off, and tied around the
hoof. Lennox leans down, and helps raise the horses leg. She
takes the remaining nail out of the hoof, barehanded. I raise an
eyebrow, and back up. The horse-shoe comes off, and the horse
kicks a little.
A bright red truck barrells down a path, scaring the limp
horse.
Out of it steps a short guy, with a tanned face. He's shorter
than me, but much taller than Lennox. He gets in front of Lennox,
and does something I can't see. Lennox comes over to me, with
tears in her eyes.
I put my arm around her, feeling guilty, it was all my fault. I
look down at her, looking up at me.
"I will not touch one cigarette ever again, all for
you."
"You really like me, why?"
I lick my lips before speaking.
Author's Note: Well, what do you think of Cam's
point? Should I alternate? Or keep it Lennox's POV?
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