Me My Horse and My Boyfriend

The woods

Hey guys so here's the first chapter hope you like it! ------------

         My heart was pounding faster than the beat of my horses hooves on the uneasy ground. I could feel him trying harder and harder just to please me. But there was nothing that could please me at the moment, I was too focused on escaping the scene of hatred and heart brake i call my home. However today wasn't like the normal days of pain staking hate. No. Today was ten times worse, i felt like everything i was used to, no matter how horrible, that stability, had gone. Vanished. But i tried to hide my misery so my horse would feel more easy, although i don't know how that could possibly happen, as he was a retired twenty three year old cripple who was galloping at full speed on an uneven rock covered ground. I know, what i was doing was horrible but it was the last time he would ever have to put up with me slumped on his back. But the beauty was he could tell, he could tell i needed to escape and even though there was a dirty coloured lather spreading like wildfire, across his damp coat he still pushed on. I knew he couldn't carry on for much longer, his old frail legs would probably collapse under the unfamiliar weight of me on his back but we were nearly there. Inching closer and closer i could smell the musty smell of the grass more and more. The trees became more randomly placed and for every one we passed we became an inch closer to colliding head first with one. Along with the pain flowing though the blood in my body there was guilt. The pain i could handle, i had to put up with that every day. Even my horses, my whole life, would never be able to chase that shadow away. Id had to put up with it for so long it just felt like a part of me. Guilt, however, i wasn't used to. I lived for my horses and there was nothing i would do, ever, that would put my horses life at risk. But this occasion was an exception. Considering this was probably the last time he would ever see me for whatever reason i tried to push the feeling of guilt way ad replace it with selflessness with the fact he would never have to put up with seeing me again. Lets face it i think everyone i know would kill for the chance. I could see it now. The end was approaching faster than i had ever expected. I had it all planned out. I was ready. focused on the end when a sudden wave of regret passed through my body. And it all went wrong.

Archie felt it and he reacted. Like id never seen before his head strong side took over. He swerved suddenly to the left leaving me unsteady hanging onto his neck. He started swerving more violently in an attempt to avoid the trees leaving me sat on his neck clinging to his damp mane. Neither of us knew where we were going and it was too late for me to stop. I had no control. I could feel his body becoming more exhausted with every stride, panic was starting to overtake his body ad he didn't know what to do. Neither of us did. I started to heave myself back onto the saddle but i couldn't. There was no way i was going to be able to regain my balance. He was galloping at full speed still swerving in every direction. He was so busy focusing on his immediate obstacles that he couldn't see what was coming up just metres from where we were and at he speed we were traveling it would take literally seconds to get there.I used every last inch or strength in my body and sat up still not in the saddle but in a better position to be able to regain some control i grabbed onto the reins the rubber slowly rubbing away the skin in between my fingers. But i had hold and i had a matter of seconds to change his course of direction. I pulled on his mouth harder than i have ever in my life but he wasn't responding his legs were moving faster than ever and he wasn't paying any attention. He was spooked and he had lost all sense of everything he had ever know. He wanted to escape. And it was a feeling i knew very well and if he was anything like me he wouldn't stop until he had. Which he didn't.

BANG...

Everything was white. But i didn't know what everything was. it was the strangest sensation. All i could see was white. But i couldn't see anything. I felt... dead. But i wasn't. For a brief moment i felt peaceful, happy, cal for the first time probably since i had been born. But it was gone in an instant and the sense of fear and pain engulfed it faster than lightening. I started to feel a tingling. But i couldn't tell where, then my vision started to seep back. Everything around me going from a blur to a clearer picture. Along with my vision my other senses started to creep back into me like they'd been away and they felt unfamiliar, like foreigners in my body. But as fast as my feelings came they disappeared chased away by panic. It started flooding back into me like an unwanted aroma. Where was he? why couldn't i hear him? I forced myself up, a stabbing pain causing tears to squeeze out of my eyes. I looked around. I didn't know where i was. I didn't recognize anything. In every direction i looked it was the same, the same trees, rocky ground everything. But no Archie. I didn't know how long id been out for. He could be injured... even worse dead. But something had woken me up and if it wasn't Archie who was it? I heard it. A distant Winnie but it wast familiar, it wasn't Archie. But the same question popped up again, if it wasn't Archie who? then it came again and i could hear sheer horror in it. How could i get there i couldn't move...