I put the herbs in my saddlebag and glanced up above the trees. The sky would be light soon. I started to mount my horse, but a sudden noise stopped me. I turned my head and stared into the woods. The noises became constant and loud, and soon mumbling accompanied it. I walked forward curiously, not thinking to draw my dagger. The muttering stopped abruptly and a person came staggering out into my path. I halted in my steps as the stranger almost ran into a tree and supported themselves against it.
"Blasted! Woods! Every time!"
My eyebrows lifted in surprise.
"Cherry?"
I neared cautionsly, and the figure twisted their neck to look at me. Her brown eyes peered through her distressed hair. Definitely Cherry, I thought. There were pieces of leaves and twigs in her wavy locks. Her clothes were muddy and torn in some places, and both her leg and her arm were bleeding. She pushed herself away from the tree and stared at me.
"I think you should come with me, Cher..."
"Ohhh, no," she breathed. Her voice leapt quickly to a shout. "Why would I do that?!"
"Cherry -"
"Schpog! Call me Schpog!"
"That's so formal, though..."
"You don't deserve to be on an informal level with me anymore!" Cherry snapped at me.
Gosh. I knew we weren't at our best, but seriously? Not even a first name basis?
"What's your deal so early in the morning?" I asked, starting to turn back to my horse.
"Glas in dead, Brynn!"
I froze.
"I practialy killed her myself," Cherry continued. "And Lyle is besides himself in anger...I have no on right now."
"Schpog, I -"
"Oh, don't you start! You left me too, don't actl ike you didn't! You and I...we were friends. And then you left me for a big school out in high-horse city, with the 'educated' people...and you think we're the crooks."
I scoffed.
"I asked you to come with me!" I retorted. "I wanted you to come with me!"
"Yeah, but I stayed," Schpog said theatrically, turning on her heel in almost a full circle. She lost balance and stumbled away from me a few steps. "Because I thought I had him...but I realized later you were the only person who ever loved me."
My expression softened as it finally clicked with me.
"Schpog, you're drunk."
"No!" she shouted, whipping back around. "You!" She pointed at me. "You were the first person who never took advantage of me - who actually cared about me!"
"Please, stop talking," I replied.
"And I let you leave, just like I let Glasmond die!"
"You're really drunk."
Cherry shook her head and fell back against the tree she had been leaning on earlier.
"Why did I let you go?"
"I don't think you want me to hear this," I stated, just staring at her.
"I shouldn't've let you go."
Schpog slid down the bark and sat on the ground, knees up to her chest. She wrapped her arms around her legs and started rocking back and forth.
"And now I'm alone..."
I could tell she was holding back tears.
"No, you're not."
I went over to the tree and sat down, gesturing her in. Her head fell on my shoulder and she started weeping openly. My eyes shut and my eyebrows furrowed. I turned more and embraced her.
"You're not alone."
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