The Country Girl (Working title)

Saying goodbye to Evergreen:

Ive's POV:
"The carriage is here" Mum says while knocking on my door. I grab my two bags and head to the front door. I was surprised there actually was a carriage. With real horses. I thought we were trying to go unnoticed. If we get caught and they see me leaving Evergreen something tretchures would happen.

All the sudden I'm being squeezed by two arms. "Bye Ive. Remember to send letters" Mum said crying into my shoulder. I had to be strong. I had to go although I'd rather not. As for the letters with this being a farm we don't get much satellite but what Brice called it was wifi. Such a weird word for magic. He tried to show me some of it on what he called a smart phone. I didn't know a phone could be smart. Oh how I miss him. I hugged mum back as hard as I could and then pulled away to get into the carriage.

"Hey what about me?" Yelled a voice I turned around and saw Frank. I dropped my bags and ran over to him. Almost knocking him over with my hug. "I didn't think you were coming." "I would never miss saying goodbye" "What about Sharin?" "Oh. Well I told her I was going out for a drink" "But you don't drink" "Ok smarti. She doesn't know that." "How did she just let you leave? She's so clingy. She never leaves your side." "Yeah I had to ply her off" Frank joked. Frank took my hand and walked me to the carriage. "Did you request a carriage?" Frank asked. "No why would I want a..." Frank cut me off "You used to always say you wanted prince charming to take you to his castle in a CARRIAGE" I was surprised he remembered that. I told him that back when we were kids. Frank grabbed me in for another hug. "Bye sugar. You'll be ok out there. I'll come and visit you when I can find a way to sneak out of this dreadful place" Frank whispered to me. "You could come with me" I reply. Frank gives me a forced smile "Someone's got to watch out for your ma"

As I stepped into the carriage instead of excitement I felt guilt. Yes I was leaving. But with the thought of them being left here to die. Or survive and live a life of fear and sorrow. And yet they chose me to be the one to get my freedom. Well for the most part. I was going to live with someone and probably have to follow their rules. So I wouldn't be truly free. Especially from sorrow. As the carriage went off it passed the corn field and the place where Brice's lifeless body had once been. Just then it all happened again I saw the whole event unfold in front of my eyes yet again. Was it not enough that I see it every night?

The day of the tragedy looked nothing like a nightmare. It was a beautiful sunny day the birds were singing and there was a dance that was supposed to take place that night. I couldn't wait to wear the dress Brice had picked out. I couldn't wait to dance with Brice. Brice came with me and we fed the chickens and collected their eggs. Then after breakfast we went into the barn. We played a game that Brice said was called hide in seek. But it's called hidden haystack in my experience. After he found me, we sat on a haystack and he took some hay out of my hair. And looked right into my eyes. I thought he was going to kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me. But instead he jumped up and said "Let's go horseback riding. It's been a while" Yes it had. For him anyway. We went out all day. Hand a picnic with some yummy sandwiches. It might have just been the fact everything was so romantic and that's why those sandwiches were my favorite. Then I suggested that we get back. The sun was setting and I wanted to go to the dance.

If I hadn't said that Brice wouldn't be dead now. It's my fault. It's my fault Brice is dead. The worst part is that he's gone. And I never had the chance to say goodbye. That is my biggest regret. Not holding Brice in his final moments. Not all people are as lucky as to have the chance to comfort their dying loved one.

Brice's POV:
I saw her with sad eyes as she passed the corn field. And all I wanted was to hold her. I wanted to see her smile. I missed her smile. Maybe I should go to my own funeral. And see who actually cared enough to show up. I doubt my parents would come. The day they sent me to Evergreen ranch was to get rid of me. They were sick of having a disappointing son. Maybe if they knew the Brice Ive had made me I wouldn't be a disappointment. I don't hate that guy who shot me. I hate that he hurt Ive by killing me. I couldn't see his face. He was wearing a red coat though which means he worked for the British government and was trying to keep us from leaving. I'm just glad Ive got away. Maybe I can leave Evergreen and go with her. I don't really know how this whole dead thing works.

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I would like to thank donovanandrea for her encouraging me to keep writing this and for all the amazing comments. That really made my day. 😊❤