A Country Romance

Chapter 1

  Ring... I wake up to my alarm going off happily jumping out of bed and
getting ready for work.
  If only that was how it went. I woke up cursing my alarm like normal since i'm not a very good morning person. I reluctantly get out of bed throwing my black and camo sheets off of me, jumping when the shock of the cold hardwood floor touches my feet.
   I get to my bathroom and hurry to take a shower and once I get out I throw my platinum hair into a ponytail and only put a small amount of mascara on my eyelashes to make my green eyes pop . I put on my overalls.
   They don't show off my curves but that's a good thing. I am not proud of
my body. I have a small chest and too big of a butt. I am fit though, I am
supporting a four pack so that's the only thing i'm okay with.
    I hurry down stairs in a record time of getting ready so I can now make my parents breakfast hopefully before they wake up.
    Not to my luck as soon as I plate their pancakes both my mom and dad come downstairs groaning probably from their hangovers.
   I try to sneak out to work before they notice but I didn't take into consideration that the old door still squeaks when it is opened or closed.
   "What are you doing here you useless  disgrace! It is summer and you are still here? Why aren't you at work!" I cringe as I hear my father yell.
     "I'm sorry dad I was just leaving." I say in a quiet voice.
     SMACK..... That's all I heard after I said that, I didn't comprehend that my father had smacked me again until the stinging sensation started after a couple seconds. "Get to work now and don't ever make me say it again or else you will get beat way worse than usual." My father says as i quickly rush to the door.
    I start walking to work down a dusty old path. Im lucky because the ranch where I work is only a couple miles away. I try to listen to my surroundings and take it all in since I don't get to do this too often unless I'm walking to work. I'm kind of glad I never got a car for my sixteenth or seventeenth birthday because I wouldn't be enjoying nature like I am right now.
   I don't even realize that I have already walked on the rocks, crossing the creek that leads to work until I hear someone talking to a horse I presume since I heard something along a neah afterwards.
   As I walk into the stables to sign in, my boss came over to tell me that I will be working with a new partner for the next couple months and that he will be coming in the next couple days. Once I heard about it being a guy I immediately started to freak out since I have had a very terrible experience with a guy.
   Last summer I was almost raped by a guy I used to go to school with. He seemed like a great guy but I never really talked to him and ever since then I have been terrified of all men in general.
   I tried to get my mind off of the new guy and started working on what I was assigned for the day. It wasn't much, just feeding and taking all the horses for their daily ride and then after I was supposed to clean them.
     This ranch isn't the kind that you would regret going to work but you want to come because it really can be fun of course if you like animals. I went home and started washing everyone's clothes that way I could hopefully be on their good side.
     I would hope that they would take a day off from the beatings but I was once again unlucky. I heard the door shut and them yelling for me to get in the living room.
     I hurriedly walk in there." How was work today?" My mom asks." Uhmm, it was alright." I stutter." Alright! Work is not supposed to be alright! You are there to get money nothing more! I hope it's miserable ." my dad screams at me walking forward with every word.
     " You useless piece of junk."All I see after that is a fist come flying my way. The blow was so hard I fell to the floor within seconds and was covering my bloody nose.
    Everything went mute when I tried to block everything out. Their lips were moving but my vision was starting to get blurry after so long of my dad kicking my ribs with all of his force. I finally slipped into an unconscious state and was glad for it.