Road To Victory

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helllllo world. alrite so to start off i want to apologize to my four fans. sorry i haven't been able to upload in months. i've just been so busy and i just stopped writing. ;p but i'm back now. 

okiee, no on to the next part. this book is coming to an end soon. like one-more-chapter-after-this-soon. yeaah. i'm going to miss katherine and tequila and david and rembrant/cody. this story didn't really go the way i initially planned for it to, and i'm sorry if you guys didn't see enough horses in it but i really got additicted to writing kat's and david's story. lawls. and that's what this chapter is up. tieing up their relationship.

so hope ya'lls enjoy, and enjoyed.

;* 

anna.

ps sorry if the spaces in the title bother you. it was too short apparently, so i hadda improvise. xD

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                                   I took a long shower, taking extra time to rinse and repeat carefully. The hotel provided lavender scented body wash, and it really helped to relieve the problem I had just encountered. Finally, I decided that I had spent enough time in the shower, and so I stepped out. To be honest, I just hoped I had been in there long enough for David to fall asleep.  I pulled on a tank top and the pair of plaid shorts I always slept in, while tying my hair in a bun. The mirror was so steamed up, even wiping it with my hand didn’t work off the moisture. Sighing, I accepted the fact that I had nothing else to stall on so I sucked up a deep breath and pushed the door open.

I was met by darkness, silence, and a cold burst of air. I could make out white sheets on the ground thanks to the light radiating from the bathroom.

“How thoughtful,” I muttered under my breath, realizing that David had made the ‘bed’ for me. I snapped the lights of, dragging my feet to the spot where the sheets were located. I crouched down, feeling around to see where the sheets started. My hands finally reached the silky cloth and I scampered onto them. I sighed, smoothing out some wrinkles and trying to fluff the pillow. Meanwhile, I attempted to ignore the fact that the carpet was stone hard and I would most definitely have a sore back in the morning. As my hands stretched out the sheets, I came in contact with something hard, but warm.

“David get off my bed,” I said, taking care to say each word carefully and clearly. Even though I would much rather sleep on the comfortable, spacious mattress, I wasn’t going to give it up because he felt bad for me.

“David!” I said louder this time, shaking him. I knew he wasn’t sleeping. “Stop playing games. I’m done with those.”

David groaned and rolled over, digging his head into the pillow. “Katherine, why can’t you for once take what’s given to you and not put up a fight.”

“Because,” I muttered, pulling the pillow out from underneath his head, “we agreed that the first one to stop talking would have to sleep on the floor. I stopped talking first, therefore, I get the bed on the floor.”

“Katherine, don’t make me do this the hard way…”

“Hard way what? Just get off my freaking bed!”

 “Can’t you be happy that I’m doing you a favor?”

“Favor?! Oh please, you’re so full of yourself David,” I seethed, genuinely upset now.

“Full of myself?!” He was sitting up now. “You’re the one that has to put up a fight about everything!”

“It’s because people like you will never give me a break! You’re so. So…” I struggled to find the word. “SELF-RIGHTEOUS!”

“Alright up we go,” David muttered, standing up and putting his hands underneath me. I fought to squirm away from his reach, and ended up grabbing his pillow in my exasperation, but he still swung me up into the air.

“Good thing you’re light,” he commented in a light tone as I smacked him with the pillow as hard as I could manage.  He let go as he chucked me onto the bed. I sighed as I landed in the plush mattress, immediately feeling drowsy.

“No!” I yelled, standing on my knees and pulling him down. Jumping on him and straddling him underneath me was more like it, but still. My legs were on either side of him, and I was pinning him down with my arms. “This is your bed. Now stay put.” I whispered in a clear voice.

“I give up.”

“Good,” I said quietly, moving off him. As I slipped off the bed, I felt him tug at my shirt, pulling me back.

“David, I swear to God if you touch me one more ti-“

My voice was lost as he pressed my face into his chest, drawing me into a bone crunching hug. I squealed and flailed my hands but couldn’t manage to peel myself off of him.

“Katherine you’re too selfish, arrogant, conceited, and proud for your own good, but I think that’s why I love you. You’re not a quitter; you’re a fighter. You don’t take what’s given to you, and you put up a fight even over small things like this stupid bed. I’m sorry for saying those stupid meaningless things, Katherine, because I just want you to know that they’re not true.”

He finished and released me, letting me hit the springy bed with a thump.

“So can we stop fighting over the stupidest things? Please?”

I peeked through my eyes, looking up at him. My face broke into a smile, without my permission, but I didn’t hide it. I felt around the bed for the pillow I had been forced to drop and found it.

“Nope,” I said, the smiled still plastered on my face as I swung around and hit him.

“Hey! I can’t see! That’s not fair!” David laughed reaching out to stop me from hitting him again. I laughed finding his hands and locking my fingers between his.

“I think we can stop now,” I said in a soft whisper, my lips curled up in a blissful smile.

“I’m sorry for hurting you, Katherine. If you wanted to say anything about me, say it now,” he murmured, his voice equally as quiet.

I sighed, my body shaking nervously. “David. It’s just that… I don’t think you realize how much I do care about you. Like, ever since the first moment I met you, I REALLY liked you. I got to know you and I liked you more. You kissed me, I liked you like 17 times more. I was falling for you, really, I was. But then I found out that you were dating Rachel. That broke me. And it broke my trust for you. That’s why I acted nasty towards you. That’s why I snapped at every little comment you made. And I’m sorry for acting like that, but it really hurt me that you would do something like that.” I bit my lip, trying to stop my tears from coming out, but my eyelids still flooded. “And then you dumped Rachel, so she hated me. I thought you ruined my life – I blamed you for everything. You were the only person I truly hated. But deep down, you were the only person I truly loved.” I wiped away my tears, struggling to talk. “I never wanted to admit but I really liked you, and I was scared that you didn’t like me. That’s why I snapped at you earlier. I WANT a reason to hate you, David. I want a reason to draw myself away from you so I don’t get hurt but it’s not working out.” I tried to finish what I was saying, but my voice was muffled but David’s soft, cotton shirt. He clutched me tightly, trying to whisper away my tears. I grabbed him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder.

“Katherine, I was so stupid. I wish I could take that back, I really do. I know it’s hard, Kat, but trust me. Please. Give me a chance. I won’t hurt you. I’ll treat you the way you deserve to be treated, because I love you. I’m not just saying that, I really do. I love you. I love what you stand for. I love how you won’t give in to anything. I’ll take you with your flaws and imperfections, but you need to do the same,” he said quietly into my ear, rubbing my back to ease the tears.

I leaned back, finding his eyes in the blanket of darkness. I tenderly reached out, brushing away a tear that was trickling down his face. “I trust you,” I whispered softly. “Don’t let me down.”