"To thine own self be true" Yellowstone fanfiction

chapter 28 "for what it's worth"

"pull the strap. Then you're good" I say as I was teaching Carter how to saddle up a horse of his own. I hopped up on Hank and whistled in the direction of Waylon. "Thanks" Carter replied as he got up on his own horse. "What rip did to you the other day. Isn't going to happen again" I say as I watch Carter with empathy. Carter shook his head "it's alright. I deserved it. I'm really sorry for what I said about you. I was upset" he says. I nod "you were upset and embarrassed. I understand that. Im not mad. It's real hard to make me mad" I patted his leg. "Twitty!" Rip shouts. I look over at him. "what!?" I yell with annoyance. "What did we talk about? Remember?" I scoff. "So I can't have fun either? Im not working rip! I'm riding! You should know better! Riding isnt work to you!" I smirked. Rip pranced over on his horse. "You better watch that tone miss Missy or you will be spanked" I laughed "ooo yes sir!"
"That's so gross" Carter mentioned. "No what's gross is when you watch these two banging in the middle of the herd like it's a casual Tuesday afternoon!" Lloyd cackled as he jumped up on his horse. "Why don't you tell the whole damn world Lloyd! Tell a group of kindergartners! Since You seem comfortable telling a 14 year old!" I laughed loudly as Lloyd swatted his hand. "Oh I'm sure this boy has heard and seen worse!"
"Alright! Shut up you two! We've got heifers to wrangle" Lloyd and Carter took off. I looked around as I started whistling my fingers. "Waylon!" I shouted. Rip looked over at me. "Have you seen him all day?" He asked. "I saw him this morning. Then again he wasn't looking too hot" i whistled once more. Waylon jogged out of the barn glancing up at me. I clapped my hands. "Come on bud!" I called out. He didn't react. He stared at me wagging his tail. "Come on Waylon!" I shouted. He still didn't react. "You want a snack?" I questioned. He stated at me dumb founded. Rip chuckled softly "I think the old man has gone deaf" he says as he got down off his horse. Rip patted his chest as Waylon swiftly jumped up into his arms. "Oh don't say that" I frowned. "That's what happens when you're 17 in human years, and 119 in dog years" rip helped Waylon on top or my horse. Waylon sat like usual and stayed still like the good boy he was. "Can't be a herding dog if you can't hear" I said sadly. "He's alright mama. Just old" rip got back on his horse. "Kinda like my old man. Fuckin old!" I shouted as my father approached us on his horse. "Hey I may be old but I can still kick your ass!" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes "if you can kick your foot high enough" I smirked. "Come on kids. Let's get out there!" My father kicked his horse along with rip. They rode out ahead of me. "Hey Twitty!" Beth called. I turned my horse to face her direction. "Yeah darlin?" She held up multiple sheets of paper. I held the papers flipping through them. "What are these?" I questioned. "Those are the list of men in the prison system" she says. I nodded. "thank you honey. But I thought I asked Jamie to do this" beth put her hands on her hips. "Youll understand why he hasn't yet... once you look through them" I furrowed my brows. "Alright. Thanks" she waved me off before walking away. I searched through the papers with my eyes as my horse wandered to the others. I read through the papers immediately recognizing the name 'Garrett Randell' I scoffed into the papers glancing up at the direction my horse was going once in a while. The papers stated that he was released over a year ago. I knew he had something to do with this. "Shit! She's breached!" A voice called. I looked up as I noticed a heifer was having difficulties as she was in labor. I hopped Down off my horse quickly running to her assistance. I quickly took off my jacket and rolled up my sleeves. "Get over here Carter!" I shouted. Carter dropped everything then ran behind me. I shoved my arm deep into the cow. "Fuck! Anyone got a chain!? Rope!? Somethin?" "Yeah! Here!" I was handed a rope. I quickly tied the rope around the babies ankle. I noticed I couldn't get the second hoof over the utural lining. I bent my knee underneath the horse to lift her uterus higher to reach. Luckily the pressure of me doing so released the hoof. I grunted as I yelled "grab that rope Carter. When I say pull you pull understand" Carter agreed. I tied the second hoof quickly. The mother began to become agitated. She began to move. "Shit shit!" We moved with the mother. "Pull! Pull!" Carter and Lloyd each pull hard. The calf slipped out quicker than I intended. I grunted as I pulled away from the mother. The calf was quick on its feet. I bent down to untie the loose rope when suddenly the mother kicks hard. She angrily kicked me in my rib cage. I fall to my knees.  "Twitty!!" Rip shouts as he dives down at my side. I gasped for air. I gripped his forearms. "Fffuck" gripping his skin tight I slouched over coughing roughly. My father behind me quickly spoke to his radio demanding the doctor as soon as possible. Rip placed his hands on my face. I was groaning and gasping to regain the breath that was knocked out of me. "That...f..fucking bitch" I mumbled in shallow breaths. "Where did she kick you? Let me see" rip lifted my shirt revealing an instant bruise on my rib cage. "It's alright. She didn't do much" I whimpered. Rip shook his head "no more Twitty. Come on. You're heading home" he helped me up slowly. "I said I'm fine"
"No! You ain't killing my child because you're stubborn!" Rip shouts. I glare at him. "Im not killing shit! it was an accident!" Rip pulled away from me as he was becoming agitated himself. "I'm not killing anyone" I pulled myself up on my horse "you're gonna fuucckk everything up!" Rip yelled. "Of fuck you!" I quickly rode off. I was angry. I've lost a child I knew how it felt to lose someone you loved without ever knowing that person.  I was past the ribcage. I wasn't worried about what harm had been caused on my body. I was more focused on making this place a better living environment for my unborn child. That had to begin with Garrett randle.

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"Is Jamie here?" I questioned. His secretary stared up at me. "He's not expecting any Visitors today. He is very busy-" I walked past the desk to his office door. Without knocking I burst through the door. He looked up with confusion on his face. "what's going on Jamie" I say as I shut the door behind me. "Uh just working?" He says as he leaned back in his chair. "Have you gotten me that list yet?" Jamie shook his head "sorry Twitty I've been so busy" I chuckled. "Have ya?" I leaned in front of his desk. "You wanna tell me Everything you know" Jamie watched me. I saw the guilt in his eyes. "what are you on about?" He questioned. "Jamie. Do I look stupid? Do you look at me and think wow she's stupid!?" He stayed quiet. "Why. Why would you do this?"

"I didn't do anything. You got this all wrong"

"You're protecting him. He tried to kill our dad!"

"He's not my dad!"

"He's not mine either but he raised us and took care of us. our entire lives jamie!" Jamie looked at me confused. "What do you mean hes not your dad?"

"Garrett randle tried murdering all of us! He tried killing me twice! The fuck is wrong with you! How hard is your life!?"

"I never said my life was hard"
I slammed my hands down on his desk "so you just became a rat for what! For what!? A fucking trader! All for what!!" I screamed. I was angry. He gulped. "You listen to me" I pulled my pistol out from my holster" either you shoot the fucker or I will. You pick" Jamie stared at me shaking his head. He raised his Shakey hands up to his face. "I can't"

"You can't. Or you won't?" Jamie didn't answer. I understood his silence, With a swift door slam I left his office building then sped far to find his home. I knew Jamie had bought his own property months prior. The question was, was his biological monster there. I waited around night time. I parked bits down the road. I could see one person entering the house all throughout the day. I stood watch like a dog. His pickup truck was parked in the garage. The same one he took me in. Once the sun went down I made my way in. Without a sound I made it through his back sliding door. It was dark the lights were off. It was around 9pm. I scanned the room. It was decently clean, the home was almost magazine like. I crept in slowly with my hand on my pistol, when suddenly I was struck in the skull by something manic.