Revenge meets Love

My horse

When you have a horse you need to train it and keep riding it or else the number of muscles will take off. You also need to form a band with it. It has to sort of feel what you want and react at the slightest tip of your feet. Otherwise it will be harder to work with your horse and it won't listen or respect you.

*flashback*

It was my first competition. I had been practising with every horse in the horse riding school and I couldn't jump with any horse. And my competition was the next day! I panicked like hell and spent the whole afternoon in the riding school to look which horse I could jump with and which one I hadn't tried yet. Then two hours before the last lesson Manja came to me accompanied by Sophie (the owner of the horse riding school). I knew what they were going to say. They were going to say that I couldn't win the next day and if I wanted to call off the participation I still could, but it would be my last chance! When they arrived  I said to them:

"I know I can't participate tomorrow." They looked at each other and Manja responded immediately. "What are you talking about? A talent like you is something we can't waste! It's just very strange and rare that you can't work with any horse! It's almost like something or someone doesn't want you to work with the usual horses."

Her words made me think and as I was thinking I saw the box of a beautiful haflinger. He was beige, more of a latte colour. They saw me looking 'cause I didn't respond and this time Sophie responded.

"That's an owners horse. His name is Jumper. The owner wanted to participate with him but he  jumped strange and she fell off and broke her leg. That was the same participation that you're attending tomorrow." I looked in the eyes of Jumper and he looked back like he was trying to say something... Oh that was just stupid! I turned and asked them

"Did she recover?"

"Yes" they answered

"Does she rides him sometimes?" I ask

"Yes, but today she couldn't come so he won't be ridden today."

"Oh he won't like that I guess" I said

"Of course not, he's a haflinger" They said. Someone called them to ask something about the clothes for tomorrow and they left me in his box. Manja had to go away early and so did Sophie. They had given me the keys to the bar and asked if I could lock up and return the keys to one of them the next day.

When I passed by Jumper his box he whined. I couldn't bear the tension and saddled him up. When I did the track after warming up he did it like he had been trained day and night to do it, but from what I had heard he hadn't done it in years! I did it over and over again to see if it was coincidence. He did it even more elegant the last time. I was shocked when I heard someone clap. Manja stood there and was clapping. Oh no! I wasn't allowed to take him out of the box without permission of the owner. But she was clapping.

"I knew it!" she said. "Now you have your horse for tomorrow." 

"But I... I... He... He's not even mine!" I mumbled.

"We'll take care of that tomorrow!" She said. When I went home that day I was so happy I could fly! The competition went smoothly and I became the first! That was the best day of my life!

*end of flashback*

I still remember that day like it was yesterday. And after the competition I had to pay for using Jumper to his owner. She was a girl from a lower stadium in the social elite. So I had asked her to sell Jumper over to me because she couldn't ride him properly and I could. But she refused. She refused every time I asked and eventually I gave up but now he's standing right in front of me!

"Euhm Jameson? I can't wait to get on Jumper but I'm not properly dressed for horse riding." I say.

"Oh of course not, sorry! You can get the stuff you need in the room over there." I walk over to the room named 'Kathrin's box' and when I enter it, it is another surprise! Everywhere I look, the stuff is brand new! The whole wall across the door is covered by a closet. When I open it I find hundreds of riding pants, if it aren't thousands. In every colour you can find and they are al in my size! On my left you have a storage cabinet with all new brushes and massage brushes and everything to clean your horse and to comfort it. On my right there is another storage cabinet with brand new saddles and horse blankets in all sorts of colours with matching bridles. When I turn I see Jameson standing in the door front and watching me closely.

"So you like it?" he asks.

"I do! I like it so much! You're so sweet!" I respond and start crying. I can't do anything about it, it is too much. Normally I'm not so emotional. But like I said earlier, this is too much! I'm using him and he's so nice that he spends his money to this. But then I realise another thing. He has said his parents had limited his money and then he lets me use such thing like a whole horse riding school! And what do I do? I use him and lie about my feelings to him! I'm so disgusting!

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"Jameson" I say "There is something I need to tell you..."

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Hello again, sorry for the long time. But school is so busy and the examinations are ahead so here you go. Don't forget to vote and comment so I know what you think.