This is me and this is my life, it was perfect but then everything just went and turned 180 degrees around. I hate perfect, perfect is what my whole life used to be. People say that you're lucky because you're the son of Grace Spencer. Well, it's not like we've had any stunning horses lately they've all gotten taken from her training. Then she says that we are going to move to Kentucky and that now we are going to live at Whitebrook Farm. Like I can be happy knowing that I'll be at somebody else's farm?
These words were written on a blank sheet of paper as Lucas Spencer stared blankly at the dark tan walls of his new room. Anger was brewing up inside him again, these past few hours had been awful. It had taken everything inside of him not to go into a screaming fit about his new home. Everything here seemed to be perfect and like some hyper fairy tale,he hated it. The people at the farm seemed so happy and welcoming,yet Lucas hadn't even said anything to them. He was too angry at the world for sending him halfway across the country just so his mother could train somebody else's horses. That just didn't seem right to him at all,of course nothing seemed right these days.
One year ago everything had been perfect in his world. His mother had a few successful Allowance horses,his father had begun to teach him more complex things about owning a horse farm and his older brother had been a football star. Then in the dead of winter everything seemed to explode around him all at once. His father,older brother and him were involved in an accident while they were coming home from looking at a few prospects for their racing string. A deer had leaped across the highway and his father had tried to avoid it by swerving. Out of nowhere they hit a patch of black ice and the car slid off the road and went tumbling a steep hill. It's final resting place had been deep in a thicket of pines a long way away from the country road they had been on previously.
His father had died almost instantly after being ejected from the car and breaking his neck. His older brother had been wearing a seat belt but her had been forced into the dashboard with a large amount of force. He had also been on the side of the car when it viciously slammed into the trees. Lucas, had also been wearing his seat belt but he had been in the back seat and somehow he managed to escape with only a few broken ribs and numerous cuts and bruises. Not long after the accident he blacked out and remembers nothing about what happened after. It was not until he awoke at the hospital that he was told the tragic news about his father.
What they had told him next was that his older brother had virtually no feeling from the waist down. This was the final thing that really broke Lucas into a million pieces,his only brother and idol would never again walk. It tore Lucas up and once he was discharged from the hospital he tried to commit suicide. His mother had found him before the massive amount of pain killers could do the full effect on his fragile body. This sent Lucas back to the hospital to receive some "intensive counseling" after he had recovered from his attempted suicide.
It was only after this that he was allowed to see his brother. Jake had been strong,tall and rather good looking. Now, he looked so lost and broken as he layed there fighting for his life and in a comatose state. Lucas had tried to tell himself that deep down inside Jake was the same brother that used to tease him for his small size. All this ended up doing for Lucas was that he realized that from now on he would shut himself out from the world and pretend that this had not happened. One day he would wake up from this agonizing nightmare and find his brother outside showing off to his large group of so called friends.
But no of these "friends" had been to see his brother. Lucas knew this because he had asked everybody he could think of. Just one and a half months after this had all happened Jake finally came out of his coma. Lucas has been elated but when he got to the hospital he found his brother weeping over what had happened. This was another shot at Lucas's state of mind,he had never even seen his brother cry before. Lucas had wished that it would have been him in the front instead of his brother. Then he wouldn't have had to see his brother so strung out the he couldn't even make eye contact with him.
Two weeks ago Lucas had been told by his mother that they were selling their small farm in Maine and they were all moving to Kentucky. That she had been offered a job by the famous Ashleigh Griffen and that it would be easier for Jake if he had a change of scenery. It seemed to Lucas that everyday his brother would break down again and lash out against every little thing. Even though Jake had been seeing a counselor three times a week it didn't appear to be helping anything. It seemed to be doing more harm then good because after Jake came home Lucas was on pins and needles about what would set his brother off next.
What his mother had told him next was the one thing that Lucas had never even thought of. They would have to sell the few horses that were left on the sprawling farm and that they would be all moved out in two weeks. Sell the horses why? Whitebrook Farm was a horse farm and the few horses that were left were racehorses. Were the horses not good enough that they wouldn't want them? Lucas's last two weeks in Maine had went by in a blur of action and now they were all settled in at their home on the Whitebrook Farm property.
Lucas then tore the piece of paper he had been writing until it resembled a rather frustrating jigsaw puzzle. "Why did I even try writing when everything I write ends up horrible. I'd better throw this away before Jake sees that I've been writing. He'll probably be mad at me for that, he's been more frustrating to be around since we moved here." Lucas muttered to himself while he picked up the pieces of paper and threw them in a garbage can.
Then he heard somebody walk into his room and knock on the door. Assuming that it was just his mother wanting him to come out from his room he didn't bother to look up. " What do you want now? Can't I have a moment to unpack a little?" Lucas said harshly, he just wanted to be alone right now.
"I'm sorry,it's just that your mom told me that you would probably want to see a few of the horses here. I'm Christina by the way and it's a pleasure to meet you." He heard a girl say and as soon as he heard a feminine voice that wasn't his mother he spun around quickly.
She seemed tall and happy to be meeting him,Lucas shot her an angry look before speaking. She was probably just poking around and trying to find out what he was like. Well, I hope she finds me so depressing to be around that she leaves me the heck alone. It's bad enough that I have to be here without having some girl poke around at my past. Lucas thought before answering, he was trying to think of something to say that would scare her off.
" Well, I'd just rather be alone that you very much. It was a pleasure to meet you Christina and you can cut the politeness with me. My name's Lucas and you'll probably never see me again because I'm never leaving me room!" Lucas said haughtily and watched as Christina turned and fled down the stairs.
This place is way too cherry,I wouldn't even be here if dad were still alive. Lucas thought as a tear rolled down his cheek. He had gotten used to not showing any emotions to anybody.
"Why do I feel so bad for talking to her like that? She was just some silly girl who I'll never see."Lucas said as he returned to staring at the blank sheet of paper on his desk.
