Screw him! Absolutely screw him! How could he think I wanted stupid Lane's attention! Never once did I think him of anything else than an associate, someone who I'd always end up running into since he's in the same area of study.
I've never seen this side of Jesse before, an egotistical, overprotective, jealous dickhead. He said I ruined our weekend well I think he did! Actually I know he did!
"You sure you still want to go?" Codi asks as she drives her pickup to the bar.
"Yes, I need to take my mind off him." I say without a doubt.
"You're not gonna get drunk are you? Because I don't recommend getting drunk solely because of a guy." She says like she has personal experience with that.
"No," I sigh, besides getting drunk really isn't my thing. "Just a few, I at least want to have some fun this weekend." At least I got the fastest time in the competition... screw him! "God, I'm angry." I mumble, letting myself vent more to Codi.
"Isn't long distance great?" Codi satirically mumbles herself as she stares out to the road.
"Why did I have to have a thing for cowboys.."
Codi chuckles, "You and me both sister."
For a few moments the music from her stereo fills the space between us, until I see her lean forward and squint her eyes to focus on something in the road, "What the hell is that guy doing?" She says, making me turn forward and take a look for myself.
Before I could register what it was, I hear Codi gasp, "Oh shit!" then everything goes black.
I'm woken up by multiple voices being recognized by my brain.. Mom..dad.. Mikey.. And grandma?
I feel my eyes move but everything still is black. I try to move but then a thousand knives stab into me, at least it feels like there is. What the hell is happening? Why can't I move or see? Did something happen?
Oh God
The semi.
I remember it now. A deer had jumped out in front of the semi and he tried to swerve around it, inevitably loosing control of the truck and inevitably ramming into Codi's pickup with us in it.
Wait, am I dead? Oh my God is Codi dead?
Okay I can't be dead since I am talking to my self right now but where am I? What is wrong with me? Am I going to be a veggie for the rest of my life?
"Mama, I'm hungry." I hear Mikey's sweet little voice, oh God I miss him.
"I think we should all eat, God knows how long it's been." Grandma Jackson says,
"Good idea," dad says, "Jam?"
"I'm gonna stay here and see if she wakes up," mom says,
"Me too," a new voice says, Jesse! If I were awake, my eyes would have shot open. I feel them do it but I guess it's not enough.
"Sorry son, I hate to admit this, but I think you're the one who needs it the most. C'mon," dad says.
Then it goes quiet and I start to get anxious that something bad is going to happen.. until I hear my mom's unforgettable soothing voice and something warm on my skin.
"Your dad has been the one trying to keep everyone sane, I don't ever think he's had to play that role ever in his life.. It would be funny if it were in a different situation of course. However, I know its mostly for Mikey, I know every minute you're asleep is a minute off his life. You're his little girl after all. God I'll never forget his face when he saw you for the first time, the happiest he's ever been. Of course, Mikey was the second most.
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Cowboys and Mustangs
RomanceCowgirl Oxford defines cowgirl as "a woman who herds and tends cattle, performing much of her work on horseback". Codi Dalton and Chayni Anderson would agree to this definition, but will argue that it is missing a few pieces to it. Cowgirls aren't...