The 8 Second Ride

Bull Riding or Bull Fighting

This is a picture of Jason played by Scott Eastwood.

Jason's POV-

My sister is going to have to explain herself. Why did she have to tell Clara about what the other people think about?

She is never going to look or even speak to me again.

"Jo, have you seen Clara?" I ask while looking around.

"I saw her taking shots, then she left and I haven't seen her since then, why?" she looks at me curiously.

"I said some stuff that I shouldn't have said and I want to apologize."

"Well I bet if you go look at the trailer she might be there or she is walking around outside." she turns back to Andrew and continues to dance.

I walk out of the barn and start towards the trailer. I get there and notice that Max isn't tied inside and his bridle is missing from the rack. I panic and run out of the trailer, looking all around to see if she is still near the trailer. I start to run to the arena and when I get there see her riding Max jumping over bales and barrels. Clara stops Max and turns around, sitting on him backwards. She starts to trot and then lope, but what she does next scares the shit out of me. Max lopes towards a jump and launches himself over the bales and she stays on perfectly, not moving an inch. Clara gets off of Max and takes the bridle off, letting him go and walk around the arena.

"Trot." she says calmly while raising one of her hands.

Max trots the opposite direction of the hand she raised and continues to trot around the outside of the arena and around the jumps.

"Whoa." she lowers her hand and Max stops turning towards her.

"Come here." I don't say a word while she gives him commands and he executes them perfectly every time.

"Lay down." Max slowly walks in a circle and slowly lays down.

Clara goes and sits on Max's back and gently clicks to him and he stands up. They both work in perfect unison and compliment each other perfectly. She does a few jumps tackless and then gets off again. Clara walks to the center of the arena and Max follows.

"Escapar!!!!!!" she says something in another language, but it doesn't sound nice or friendly at all. (She says "get away" in Spanish.)

Max runs away and stands next to the rail with his head facing me. I quietly whistle and he comes to me nuzzling my shoulder. I quickly put the halter on and tie him to the rail. I jump over the fence and slowly walk over to Clara, when I get closer I see her shoulders shaking. A sob escaped her and she continued to cry for 10 minutes. I walk up to her and turn her around, putting my arms around her and hugging her tightly. She continues to cry for a good twenty minutes.

"Jason, why are you here?" she looks up at me with red swollen eyes.

"I came looking for you because you disappeared. Jo said she didn't see you after you took those shots."

"I couldn't be in there anymore, things just got to crazy and I needed to get out of there." she whispers.

"You could of at least told me you were leaving. I looking for you every where." I hold her an arms length away.

"Did you ever think that I didn't want you to come looking for me and that I just wanted to be alone with my horse." her voice gets louder and she pulls away from my hold.

"Well I am going to worry about you because I have to make sure you are safe tonight because your sister left you with me. I have known your sister for a long time and she trusts me. I didn't want to disappoint her and loose her trust." I say trying to get her to look at me.

"You don't have to worry about me I can take care of myself!" she yells and starts to walk off.

"Ven aqui." she says quietly and Max slowly walks over to her.

She whispers an apology to him and he lightly whinnies. Clara picks up the bridle and Max takes to bit right away. She swings herself onto Max's back.

"Caminar sobre." she says and softly clucks.

"I'm leaving don't even try to follow me, I just want to be alone and not have to look or talk to anyone." she says while walking over to the chutes. She says something to the riders and they give her a nod.

She walks to the gate and when she past me she gives me a fierce glare. I watch in astonishment when she flips me off and continues to walk into the darkness.

I don't understand women and that is the main reason why I use them and loose them.