Riding On A Storm (A Jensen Ackles Fanfiction)

Chapter 4 - Finale

Tōshirō nickered, leaning into me more.

Jensen turned to the sound and knew by now that it was me that was upset, not the horse. The horse was just in tuned to me. ...Much like she is with me... He found himself thinking and believing it. He stood up, making his way over to me. "I shouldn't have forced you to answer me. Forgive me!" He stopped a foot behind me.

I closed my eyes, softly. "No, I shouldn't have let my anger towards her actions, sway my own." It was a lame excuse and we both knew it.

"It's amazing, you are taking this exactly the same way I did." He confided and then laughed a little. "When she told me, I laughed. I thought she was joking. Playing one of her pranks on me." He shook his head. "She didn't laugh." He inhaled through his nose, closing his eyes. "It's not someone I know personally, so I guess I should be happy about that, but..." He started rambling, looking down at the back of my head. "I know I shouldn't blame myself, still I find myself thinking, if I was just home more, she wouldn't have strayed." He snorted, softly. "Then again, she wanted to."

My eyebrow rose at that. ...How could she want anyone other than him?!?... I thought, but kept my mouth shut this time. I had already said way too much in the first place.

"I suppose that means even if I was there a lot more, she would have done this anyways." He concluded a minute later.

"She's stupid." I whispered under my breath. ...Yes, I know, this is how I got in trouble before, but it needed to be said. He needed to know that he was worth it and she was in the wrong...

His eyes softened. "Look, I'm sorry again."

"I don't like seeing you hurt." I replied, leaning my forehead on my horse.

"That makes two of us." He whispered and saw me stand up. "I've hurt you too." He added as I turned around to him.

"How would you have done that?" I inquired, having to lift my head way up to see his eyes. "I alone started talking on my own."

"Tessa," He breathed out my name like it was silk.

I yanked my head down as I reacted to him like I have been all day and night, so that hopefully he wouldn't see it. His deep voice added onto the smooth and tender way he'd said it, made my body melt. I fell back against the gate, breathing heavily as my heart rammed into my ribcage. ...What am I doing???... I yelled at myself. ...He's hurting, because his wife cheated on him and here, I am, blushing and basically telling him that I like him... I shut my eyes, groaning silently.

He stopped himself from smiling from ear to ear, but he didn't stop himself from bending down in front of me to see my red face. He wasn't disappointed, either. Even in this low lighting, he could tell that I was blushing. I was so red, it reminded him of the reddest rose he'd ever seen. He chuckled now; he couldn't help it. He liked that I was reacting to him to this extent. He knew he shouldn't, but he thought it was adorable as fuck. "Why are you so red?" He asked in a teasing tone.

My breath caught in my throat and I lifted my eyes to find him right in my face, smiling a huge full grin at me. It shocked me and I would have flinched away from him, if only I had any room to do so. I knew my eyes were exposing me, everything that I was screaming to myself not to do or say.

He saw it, how my eyes softened and glanced down at his lips for a split second and then how they turned hurt as I looked back into his beautiful green irises. Out of nowhere and not of his own doing, he grabbed my chin, making me stand up with him as he straightened up. He closed the space between us, looking down at me. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to play with you." He said in a very deep voice.