On Our Own

Chapter 35

After lots and lots (and lots) of crying, I notice that the water is edging higher and higher.

I curse under my breath, and hold Ezhno's head higher, so that it doesn't become submerged in the constantly rising water.

Even though he's barely conscious, Ezhno starts to go into panic mode. His legs start thrashing as he tries to stand up, and I can't stop him no matter how much I try.

"Ezhno, your making it worse," I cry out. He hears the terror in my voice, and that seems to halt his movement for a minute.

"Please boy, please stay still," I beg, before I lose my voice to my tears again.

I can see that it takes very ounce of his self control, but he stops moving, for the most part. Every few seconds his leg will twitch, but that's better than his previous state of violent thrashing.

"It's all going to be okay," I coo, hoping that my words ring true.

For what seems like eons I hold his head above the water while it rises,
occasionally muttering compassionate words. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. Soon I'll be pushed to the limits by the rising water, and I won't be able to save him.

Oh God, Carter please get back soon. I need you.

I can't lose my horse, he can't die. And I can't save him without help. I feel so helpless as the water keeps rising, and have to dig deep for the strength to hold Ezhno up.

I'll do anything to save him, even if it means I can't save myself.

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Carter's POV

The house is finally in view, but I don't let Chester slow down, not for even a second. I know he's tired, I know and I feel so awful for pushing him so much.

But she's in danger, and I can't lose her- not again.

I stop the horse in front of the door and quickly dismount. I nearly break the door by swinging it open so forcefully.

"Carter, what the-" my father starts to scold. He's cut off mid sentence when he sees me. I must look like hell- I know that's how I feel.

"It's Ezhno- we found him- he got tangled in barbed wire and-" I ramble, before falling silent. "Taylor wouldn't leave him- they are in the woods, about half a mile east of Sycamore Road."

"Ok let's go," he says, his face pale. He grabs the keys off of the counter, and heads out to the truck, picking up a pair of wire cutters on the way.

I silently thank god that the trailer is already hooked up to dad's big, black truck.

In just minutes we are speeding down the road, and I hope that we aren't too late.

I can't lose her- and if that horse dies, I know without a doubt that she'll lie down and die right along with it.

So, no matter how fiery and wild he is, I can't lose Ezhno- it will be the same as losing her.

A/N

Hey! Happy Veterans Day! im so mad I had to go to school, it's a federal holiday for pete's sake!

I am making myself sad by writing thus chapters! Seriously, I got teary eyed while writing this one! mostly In the part when Carter's saying how he can't lose her.

What do you think? opinions and feedback are always welcome!


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