Diamonds or Dirt?

Chapter 14: Sam & Rylee

Sam's POV

She is never going to trust me again. There is no chance of that. I knew I should Have told her... but I didn't want to hurt her. I didn't want that to be why she left Toby. I wanted her to leave him for me because I'm the better guy for her, not because he cheated on her.

Now I've lost her and there is nothing I can do about it. I saw Toby's car pull in a few minutes ago. I don't know what she said to him but it must have been bad because he left shortly after. I keep checking my phone hoping whe will call and need something.

I decide to go riding to clear my mind. I leave my phone at the barn and let Bucket out of her stall. She neighs at me happily when I climb on bare back. I prefer it this way. Sure it can hurt like hell if you do it wrong, but I feel free riding like this. I do put the bit her mouth so I can steer her, but she doesn't seem to mind.

We start out just walking around the pasture. I can feel her muscles move on every step and I feel the power she has. She breaks out into a slow trot and I know she is ready to go. With a smile on my face I whip the reins and off we go. I make sure to stay in the pasture so I can get back to the house quickly, but I soon find myself forgetting about my worry and I just enjoy the wind against my face.

It's mid-afternoon when I finally get done. I clean Bucket and give her some food and water before heading up to the house to check on Rylee. When I go in and don't see her I get worried. I know I gave her crutches but there is no way she got very far in them. I check all of downstairs and then I head up the steps. I check in Tobys room. Nope. The guest room. Nope. The laundry room. Nope. I'm about to give up and call the poliece when I feel a breeze coming from where the door to the upstairs deck is.

I walk down the hall wondering why I didn't think of that earlier. I get to the end and see the door is cracked open. I open it a little more careful not to make a sound. I look out and see her. She has unwrapped her ankle and it looks a lot better than it did. She is swinging her legs between the bars of the railing. I can tell she is doing little movements with her ankle trying to figure out what hurts and what doesn't.

I'm about to walk away when she speaks. "Where did he go? He looked so happy out there, like he didn't have a care in the world. He has never looked that way with me." She says and it takes me a second to realize she is talking to herself about...me.

I stand there in disbelif  she goes on, "His smile is beautiful. I can't believe what I said to him. I can't believe he called me miss. Everything was going good. I expected him to resist me again. I need him... but he doesn't need me. He has his horses. They seem to make him happy. Why would he settle for someone like me." She says and sighs.

Her words cut me to the core. This beautiful woman is sitting her worrying that she isn't good enough for me! Does she not see how much I love her? Every time I look at her I'm sure my eyes give it away. How could she even thing that horses could make me happier than her. I don't know what to do. Finally I take a breath.

"You don't know how wrong you are." I say and she turns to me in surprise. "There is no other person on this planet that I need more than you. I wake up with you on my mind. You are the last person I think about when I fall asleep. I cant resist you any more than you can me. I need you Ry you have my heart now don't you see that?"

"Sam. I- I you weren't supposed to hear that." She says looking down with tears in her eyes, "but I'm glad you did. I wouldn't have had the guts to tell you other wise."

"Ry, you are the most beautiful, brave, smart, caring, forgiving person I have ever met. You are more than just a pretty face. You deserve more than anyone in this world could give you. Why would you choose me? I ask myself that question every time I think of you. Why would you choose me? And honestly I never had an answer. I still don't have an answer. But I'm yours. If you want me, tell me. If you want me to leave, tell me. If you want to be my friend, just tell me. I can't keep killing myself over this. Just tell me." I beg walking to her and helping her to her feet. I say the last words holding her face and looking into her eyes.