To Be In
Love 3
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The next morning I did something unexpected and went to my
grandparents’ ranch to ride my horse, Nutmeg. I skipped the
shower because I knew I would need one after anyways, threw on my
dark jeans, white crop-top, and a red flannel shirt buttoned half
way up my shirt and my sleeves folded to an inch above my wrists. I
ran to the kitchen to make breakfast, Day 1 - DONE. Three more
days! It was about 2:30 by the time tossed my boots on, I had put
my makeup on slowly to covered my face and neck from the bruises
and scratches. I got to the ranch, and the way the ranch is set up
is there is like a small house in the back of the property that no
one really uses to the right and then on the left is the barn, and
took the road to the barn. After parking the car in the middle of
the dirt road, I sat in the barn doorway for a moment before
grabbing my big purple bucket that had a big, faded S on it, horse
soap, and my purple rope that my Pop had dyed for me when I was 10,
it was faded too and all dirty from all the times I had used it. I
pulled Nutmeg out of the stall, she seemed decently clean but she
was still dirty from the mud, I lead her out outside to the hose
and tied her up to the pole. I started singing Candles by
Hey Monday (if you know who Cassadee Pope is, you NEED to go check
her out, she’s amazing!) when I randomly started singing
Wasting All These Tears by Cassadee Pope. Something in the
verse:
“You ain’t worth another sleepless night
And I’ll do everything I gotta do to get you off my
mind
Cause what you wanted I couldn’t give
And what you did boy I’ll never forget”
Made me start to cry, like sobbing crying. I sat on the ground and
looked at myself for a minute, I realized I was a victim of what
people go through every day and instead of doing something about
it, I had ran away and hid. I was sweating in this stupid shirt,
and it was wet and soapy from the horse. I got up and wiped my face
with the towel I had gabbed for the horse and took a deep
breath
“That’s all for today, little girl.” I said to
the horse and myself, I walked into the barn to put down the fresh
hay and guided her into the stable, leaving to rope tied to the
pole. I took off the flannel shirt, put it on a hook, and began
brushing her when I heard light footsteps coming towards my stable,
I’ve lost all sense of fear so I grabbed my shirt and sat
there, waiting for whoever to peak their head in.
“Hello?” I heard
“Hi.” I responded to the voice who walked closer, I
felt someone behind me and turned around
“Can I help you?” before I could recognize him, he
stood there with a confused look, crisp white shirt and he smelt
like Abercrombie and Fitch which is strange.
“Whatcha doing to the horse?”
“I’m sorry, this is MY horse and I’m cleaning
her.” I stood up and wiped my hands on my jeans, it was
Emma’s brother, Logan, who had been my best friend for years
and a major hottie.
“Why are you in my barn Logan?” I said, annoyed
“I work here Sophie. Is that any way to say ‘Hi’
to an old friend?” he gave me a wicked smile...it made want
to smile back but I stayed tight lipped.
“I said hi, remember?” I hopped over the little fence
that was between us.
“No, you answered me.” He looked down at me, he was
much taller then I had remembered.
“What happened to your shoes?” He laughed
“What happened to them?” I slightly panicked cause I
liked these boots for the farm, they were comfortable and
durable.
“Well, you wore some pretty high ones last night?” He
made a big gap between his hands, which were obviously his
interpretation of the heels...although his interpretation was
almost double the actual size I laughed and wondered, do all
boys see things as exaggerated as they make it?
“I went to New York, I’m not an idiot...I know how to
dress to come to a barn. Especially my own barn where I could be
naked and that still isn’t any of your concern.” I
leaned up against the wood post and crossed my arms pulling the
sleeves into my palms
“Hey, I’m not trying to tell you what to do...but I
don’t suggest walking around a barn naked, it just
doesn’t seem safe. And aren’t you hot in that long
sleeve shirt?” I stopped tugging and relaxed my arms
“I’m fine.” I shrugged.
“You sure?” she looked confused and concerned in the
same breath
“Yup, I’ve got to go, it’s like 4:30.” I
walked past him.
“It’s 5.” He called after me
“Oh, even better. Bye!” I got in my car and sat there
for a second until I heard a knock at my window. Logan was standing
there and we made awkward eye contact through the glass, I put down
the window.
“What are you doing later?” He asked
“Family thing.” I said without hesitating
“Funny...’cause they won’t be back for a
while.” He smirked
“I don’t know yet, I’ll be around. I really gotta
go.” Today was my first session of therapy at 7, I told him I
may be at the local bar down the block later but I’m not
certain. He said okay and I rushed home to get out of these
clothes.
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