Country Love

Cowboys like us

We had a peaceful night. We had toasted sandwiches. I had a beer with tea, but me being me wouldn't to let Brooks have one. He going to have to go at least a week with out any alcohol. Of course he put up a fight. But man I was stubborn.

The next day was busy, Brooks had offered to finish the fence runs and all the other chores that I was suppose to do, so I could spend all day working on the horses, I had just under two months to finish off these horses.
I had worked so hard I was started another two, to halter break now the other two had saddles on them.

I couldn't sleep that night, and I didn't know why. I just sat down in the kitchen starring off into blank space with a hot chocolate.

It was around 3 when I heard a noise. I looked up from the table and saw Brooks coming in the kitchen.
"Hey douch face, what's up," I asked.
"Douch face? Really?" He asked questionably, I just nodded lazily, "and I couldn't sleep. What about you?"

"Same, couldn't sleep," I said looking down at my hot chocolate.

"Nice jersey," commented looking at my year twelve jumper, "Southern girl?" He asked with an eye brow raised.
"You can't get more southern than being from down under," I said with a light laugh.

"Nice," he said.

"Yeah it was my friends idea," I went quiet, I felt something coming.

He sat down across from me and looked me in the eyes, "Audrey, we need to talk," oop and there it is, "sought this thing out. I really like you and I know that I've stuffed up and it's not the first time either."

"Please don't get soppy on me, I honestly I do not have the energy, but I forgive you. Just don't think you can go back to how we were before, it doesn't work that way," I felt as though I was repeating my self, "I'm going to to bed," and I left sluggishly leaving Brooks down in the kitchen.

I made it to my bed room and just laid there. I still couldn't sleep. This was driving me insane. I pulled out my phone from the side table draw and pressed play. Electric rodeo by Lee Kernaghan came on.
"Life is like a rodeo," I sung softly, "It can take you to the heavens, Or send you crashing to the ground,
And it's not a dress rehearsal
It's learning as you go
And I'm just another rider
In this electric rodeo," I went and grabbed my guitar from the corner of my room.

"Put on your boots and saddle
Ride that mustang out the chute
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
But you gotta take your chances
And give that dice a throw
When you ride the electric rodeo," I have always loved this song even since I was a little girl singing it in the ute with my daddy.

"I can't promise there'll be no hurting
I only wish I could
There'll be times I let you down
Be someone less than I should... Brooks," his name came out as softly as a puff of smoke.
"But girl this life I give you
Is the only life I know
I want to ride with you forever
In this electric rodeo," the words kept playing as I thought about what I had really done while I was here, what I had done to Brooks. It was my fault he was on the boose, the reason he was hurting, though it aka his fault for brining up my past, and he was the reason I was hurting. All though I didn't show this to him, it hurt me to see him this way. It hurt to look at him a realise under all that was a hurting boy. That little 15 year old with out a care in the world and what seemed like an un dying love for a young girl. I did miss him. 4 years is a long time.
"Life is like a rodeo
Dreams are won and lost
It's the way it's always been
For cowboys like us."