Finding Love In A Horse Stable

"I can't believe you would do that to me. Instead of standing up to them, you're gonna be a spineless bimbo and just ditch me." I almost screamed. "Meg just listen." She pushed. "No. Don't call me that, you've lost the privilege." I actually screamed at her this time, gaining the attention of everyone on the oval at school. "YOU KNOW I NEED YOU! YOU KNOW MY PARENTS SPLIT OVER JOSH'S DEATH WHICH WAS MY FAULT! YOU KNOW I NEED YOU RIGHT NOW! AND YOU'RE DITCHING ME BECAUSE A COUPLE OF BITCHES TOLD YOU TO!" I yelled. "I- I just - I just can't do this anymore." My voice cracking on the last word. I gave her one last look before turning on my heel and running past everyone that had stopped talking or playing soccer to watch the scene. I ran. I ran to the one place I always went when I was angry or upset. I ran to the stables. I'm Meghan Ross, and this is a story about me and My Saviour.