Three weeks later
I was woken abruptly to Chloe hitting me with a pillow.
"What do you want?" I moaned.
"Get up! We're going to the show today!" she said.
"Is that today?" I sounded drunk - drunk with sleep.
"Yes, and we're going to be late if you don't get up within the next five minutes!" she shouted as she left my room.
I was so tired from last night. Jack had visited again last night with Anouk, comparing notes. I had only been there because I wanted to know if anything more had been discovered. They were still hooked on the fact that Louie was guilty. They supposedly had more evidence against him; Jack was trying his best to go against it, but so far nothing was working.
But today wasn't a day for thinking about this situation. Today was a day for winning, and I was determined to bring a red ribbon home today.
I dragged myself from my bed, falling onto Ranger again, and downstairs where Chloe had left some toast and jam on the kitchen table for me. I was missing Elizabeth's big breakfasts. I was missing Elizabeth a lot, and I knew everything else was too. But we had to carry on as normal.
As I sat down to eat my toast, I heard Chloe loading Ava into the trailer. I shouted out an obscene phrase as I knew I literally had five minutes before we left. I ran upstairs with the toast still hanging out of my mouth, grabbing my old jeans and T-shirt. I climbed into them as quickly as possible, sprinting back down the stairs and out the front door.
Chloe was waiting by the trailer, on her phone. I ran up to her, looking a complete mess. She looked at me and burst into laughter.
"What?" I challenged.
"Get in the car," she laughed, walking towards the house.
"Where are you going, I thought we were going!" I cried.
"Where are your showing breeches?" she asked, knowing fully what the answer would be.
I groaned and jumped out of the car. I knew where they were in the house, but Chloe caught me as I ran past.
"I've already put them in the boot," she grinned.
"Why did you make me get out then?" I cried.
"I didn't make you do anything, I asked you where your breeches were," she replied," Just get in!"
I did as I was told, and made sure to stay where I was, so Chloe couldn't take advantage of my drowsiness. I fell asleep again on the way there, even though the show grounds were only a five minute drive away. I let Chloe get Ava out and sort everything out. We had only brought Ava, as it was only a local show just for me to regain my confidence.
I got changed in the back of the car. Of course, when I came out, Chloe was ready. Ava was waiting patiently, dozing quietly.
"I bet this will go the same way as it did last time," I said miserably.
"Why are you in such a sour mood today?" Chloe asked," You'll be fine, you know Ava very well, and she knows you. Just pretend you're at home, jumping in the school."
I nodded as we walked towards the ring. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I mounted Ava, waiting impatiently to go in. They finally called my number, and I trotted Ava in. I had already memorized the course, not something I usually did, but this time I knew exactly where I was going.
I felt confident, and this rubbed off on Ava. She looked very proud as she trotted around the course, flicking her tail and shaking her head. I waited until the judges were ready before beginning my course.
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His Second Chance
General FictionAmy is living her best life living with her family on their small farm in Sussex. But Chloe seems restless and almost bored, until one day, by chance, they come across a new horse, a stallion. Although reluctant to take him in at first, Chloe finall...