Overcome

Chapter Three

I was showing Harry, my bay warmblood, we were in the 3'6 jumpers, winning it too.

I could feel the power of his strides beneath me. We would take off the ground with such spring and power but land like a feather on the otherside, barley making a sound.

We cantered to a simple outside line. There was no oxer, just plane, 3 stride line.

I pushed Harry to the fence, trying to make the time. Then I dropped my shoulder, stupidly thinking that he would save me. There was no way for him to. He took a long spot to try to but it was to late. He bashed into the poles so hard, everyone heard the snapping crack of them.

Hitting the poles made Harry flip forward. As he summersaulted, he launched me through the air.

I landed hard on my right arm. I heard the popping snap of my arm. I screamed. But the second I hit the ground, Harry came thundering down on top of me! He totally crushed my right leg and snapped most of my ribs. I was in a daze now, unable to scream even though the pain soaring through my body was unbearable.

The horse that was on top of me surprisingly got up and people took him away.

Now things are starting to get blurry and my head is pounding and I'm having trouble breathing! People started running toward me but I couldn't get myself to focus on them. I think people are talking to me but my ears are ringing.

I tilt me head to the side and see those dark blue, movie star eyes starring at me. But with concern and fear in them. I wanted to say something, anything! Anything to get the fear out of his eyes! It was scaring me! But I couldn't speak, in fact, everything was getting darker and darker until I couldn't hear anything and everything was totally black.

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I woke up in a hospital bed and that stupid heart thingy beeping annoyingly.

I have no idea what time or date it is at the time. Later I learned that it was august 17th, 3 days after the accident.

I saw my mom crying, I wasn't sure if they were happy or sad tears, I couldn't tell.

"Gina, oh Gina!" she cried

I didn't say anything, my whole body hurt. Some parts throbbing, some parts felt like I was being stabbed. I was to scared to talk, to confused. I knew why I was there but I didn't want to be.

The horse I trusted didn't trust me when I made one mistake. I couldn't ever trust any horse ever again! I will never end up on a hospital bed because of a horse ever again. Moms still talking to me but something catches my eye.

Those movie star eyes are staring right at me with the same concern and fear as before. That was what set me off.

Am I dead? I think. Did that horse really kill me? Is that why moms crying?

"I'm dead aren't I?" I speak for the first time.

My question takes mom from surprise. "No honey, you're as alive as I am right now. Stay awake. Keep your eyes open. The doctor will be here in a second."

Well of course I'm keeping my eyes open, THERE GLUED ON HIS! Why, out of all people, is he here!?

The doctor walked in and started talking to me. He was going on and on about why I'm here and that it's important I remember it. I started to get tired of it.

"I know why I'm here!" I snap. " I want to know why he's here!" I say through my teeth as I turn to him.

"Sweety" mom sings worriedly. She hesitates before she says "I wanted him to come along, for moral support."

I looked away and moved my hand up so I can push myself up.

"NO!" the doctor almost screamed.

But it was too late. As I pushed myself up there was a cracking sound. A little louder then when you break a stick. But this that crack came two more. Pain surged through me.

I tried to keep pushing my self up but failed, I saw the nurse putting something in the medicine bag.

My eyes immediately started to get heavy. I decided that I wasn't going to talk or move for the rest of my hospital visit.