Chapter four: Joshua Moore

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The next morning I woke up to beeping noises. "Daddy? Daddy?" I couldn't get out of the hospital bed because I seemed to have hurt my leg. I'm not really sure what happened after Bambi and I ran into the hard tree trunk yesterday afternoon but i'm pretty sure Bambi wasn't okay.
"Dad!" I spotted my Dad coming towards me away from from the waiting room.

"Hey hunny, you kind of crashed into a tree trunk yesterday with Bambi. Bambi's in the vet right now."

"I didn't only kind of crash, I did crash. And it's all my fault." I waited a couple of days so my skinny leg would heal. I literally looked like a dead rat that was just stepped on by the hulk because I'm that ugly without makeup. "Hey mom, is Joshua here by any chance?"

My worried mother came towards me and whispered, "No but here comes your best friend Katy." She grinned and I rolled my eyes; very unhappily.

"Hey Stewart. Watch'A doing here?" I asked just to be polite but I honestly don't care.

"I'm here to see you. Duh," said Katy with her annoying British accent. She constantly annoys me even if she's not trying. I'm also not in the best mood so Katy isn't helping with her squeaky voice and her just... Just... Not being Josh. "So William told me you're leaving the hospital in an hour."

"Yeah, well I've been here for a week already so it's time to leave." I answered her rudely so she can take a hint and just back away.

"I got to go. However, your Mum invited me for a cup of tea and cookies tomorrow so i'll see you then Hannah. Feel better and you better not have too much fun without me at the hospital!" Katy's British voice didn't sound calming at all.

"Cannot wait for tomorrow K."

"Oh look at that! You called me K. I love it." She giggled.

"That was just a one time thing I think Katy." I mumbled back.

"No, call me that from now on. I'll call you Han Hannah."

"No thanks Stew." I think I should call her Stew from now on. It really fits her personality.

Katy just ignored my comment and continued speaking about my nickname. "Well not Han Hannah; just Han." She laughed but I really didn't think her 'joke' was funny one bit. I just want Joshua to visit me in the hospital. I mean, we've been friends longer than Katy has been with me.

Two hours later, the sun was shining and I was in the back seat of my Dad's car. "Hey Dad, have you spoken to Joshua lately?" He answered with a 'No' and just continued to drive along the narrow street in Kurkletown Ohio. I thought about how our families are close and all. 'I'm so upset that I haven't seen Josh in over a week. It doesn't feel right.

Once I reached home on Brookeway Rode, i slowly limped over to the barn to see how Bambi was doing. I noticed the tight rap on his tiny brown leg. I actually feel extremely sorry for Bambi so I rub his tummy a little while. I then take my phone out to text Josh. I check his Instagram first and I see something I wish I had never seen; ever. Joshua's latest post was of Brittany Fidler. In the picture, they're kissing. Joshua Moore's hand is grabbing Brittany's ass. Wow, what a shocker. I roll my eyes and say to myself, "I guess they got back together." 'God Damnit,' I thought, 'nothing goes my way.'
I wish life would get better for me. I just feel like my life is going backwards right now. My leg is broken, i have crutches, and nobody seems to care besides that annoying bitch Katy.
A few minutes later, my face is now pink and i'm officially pissed. All of a sudden I hear a noise coming towards the stables. "Hey Sweet Pea, this is Jackson."

"Hey Jackson, i'm Hannah." I shook his hand which was very smooth and smelt like Abercrombie cologne. His smile was so sexy and his lips looked very soft.

"This is your new co-worker," said my Father. "We're paying you big bucks so treat Hannah kindly." My Dad likes to make jokes but they're the typical 'Dad jokes' which aren't really funny.
I flipped my hair and smiled at Jackson. William left the room so I started to talk to Jackson. Maybe I won't be awkward this time.
"So do you have a horse Jackson?"

"Yes, and I brought it with me to live here since I'm comin' here every day from now on." He used his large and good smelling hand to flip up his fluffy, light brown hair above his forehead.

"What's you horse's name? My favorite is Sugar." I looked into his big hazel eyes and my cheeks turned a blush color.
He looked up at my dark tan and freckled face and softly answered me in his calm and sexy voice. "His name is Walle and he's dark brown." He laughed.

"What are you laughing about?" I smiled back at him. My hair covered one of my huge brown eyes.

"My horse is almost as dark as you O'Brian." His bright white teeth smiled at me as he pushed up his black squared glasses.

"I happen to be Italian and Irish Hun." He punched my shoulder softly as a little joke and we walked together to the stables in my parents' barn. "So now we have Walle, Sugar, Bambi, Tilly and Gus." I looked up at Jackson. He must be at least 5'8 since i'm 5'4. Jackson pushed up his glasses once more and sweetly grinned at me.

Maybe my life is turning around. Maybe it's becoming better, just because a new and hot boy that came to my stable.

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