Dixie stormed out of the little old fashioned house in a huff, slamming the door so hard it made a picture of her and Cash- well maybe this is a little too far ahead. Let me take you back a few years, 10 to be exact.
A young 13-year-old Dixie Virginia West sat on the street as the rain poured down making her black tank-top stick to her skin and her faded and torn jeans to cling to her legs. She let the sob she had been holding back out as she broke down and cried right there in the street of the town of Spencer, Tennessee.
She had just watched her father kill her mother and then himself in a drunken rage.
The poor girl was so emotionally and physically drained that she fell asleep in the dirt street.
"LYLE STOP!" Granny Rose yelled as the man stepped hard on the brakes sending a sleeping Cash flying from his bed in the back of the old bus. "What's going on Granny?" Cash mumbled rubbing the sleep from his eyes. But the 65-year old woman was already out of the bus with Lyle looking a muddy, shivering, wet Dixie over. "Cash help Lyle get her into the bus..."
"WAIT!" A girl just a bit older than Dixie yelled running out of a house nearby.
"Let me come with you... I... I'm a friend of hers... Zelda..." She gasped out of breathe. Cash grumbled but Lyle nodded and Granny Rose said, "Well get in here Zelda."
"Thanks..." Zelda said going to sit, but Granny Rose told her to go to the back of the bus and change out of her wet clothes.
Because it had rained almost all night and Dixie didn't have a coat, she got soaked to the bone in cold rain. "Hey uh, is she ok Granny?" Cash asked peeking into the bed room on the bus. Zelda had fell asleep on the couch after she changed her clothes and then drove for half of the day across Tennessee then stopped at a rest stop so Lyle could rest. "Well she's sleeping calmly now instead of tossing and turning, the only problem is that she has a fever..." Granny rose said sadly.
Dixie's subconscious, or what she's dreaming, or remembering:
"Dixie go to your room." Alison told her daughter worriedly. "B-but ma?!" Dixie protested but got a astern glare from her mother.
She ran up stairs and took out her guitar which her best friend, even though she was 5 years older than her, Zelda bought her for her birthday. Dixie had taught herself how to play.
She was so in-tuned to playing the guitar she didn't hear the door slam or the heavy steps up to her room, not until her father snatched her guitar right from her hands. "What? HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!" She yelled trying to grab her guitar back from the burly man she called father. "IT'S MINE!"
"HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU GET ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY THIS?!" He bellowed turning the fine wood interment in his hands.
"It was a gift! NOW GIVE IT BACK!" She yelled but her father just trumped down the stairs, guitar in hand.
Dixie followed close behind but before she could snatch her guitar back he tossed it into the fire place. "NOOOOOO!" She yelled but it was too late she could hear the wood crackle and the strings pop.
"Why did you do that Darrel?" Alison asked mortified, she knew Dixie loved that guitar, and now it was ash and smoke. "Why do you care b***?!" He asked as he took a gulp from the beer bottle in hand.
Both women backed off.
A few hours had passed and Darrel had drunken a whole case of beer. Dixie sulked down the stairs, for her it felt as if life had very little meaning without her guitar. "-Wait Darrel please! No-No-NONONONONONONO!"-
BANG!
Dixie watched in horror as her father shot her mother, beer bottle in hand, 22. in the other. Then he brought the gun up to his face and pulled the trigger. Dixie walked down stairs shakily, seeing blood leak from her parents.
"I'm glad." She muttered bitterly.
Was it bad she was happy? Considering the circumstances, no, no it was not bad that she was happy.
She ran out of the house as the rain began to pour.
Dixie shot up in the bed and looked around at her unfamiliar surroundings. "Wha..."
"Your fever's gone down!" Cash exclaimed happily.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Dixie screamed and was then bounced off of the bed as they drove through a pothole. "Oooff!"
"Calm down we ain't gonna hurt you. You've had a fever for three days straight." Cash said.
"Where are my clothes?!" Dixie said realizing that she no longer had her tank-top.
"It's one of Granny Rose's shirts uh Ms...?" Cash asked waving his hand.
"Dixie West. Ummmmmmmm?"
"Cash Hound. Ms. West. Ya hungry?" Cash said shaking her hand.
"VERY!" Dixie snatched up the ham sandwich offered.
"Uh I'd slow down if I was you Ms. West!" Cash said but she was already done.
"So, where are we Cash?" Dixie asked brushing crumbs from her shirt.
"Manchester, Ms. West." Cash said leaning back in his chair and propping his legs up on the bottom of the night-stand near Dixie.
"My name is 'Dixie'. 'Di-Xie'." She spoke slowly. "Not 'Ms. West'... Just Dixie! Mr. Hound." Dixie rolled his last name on her tongue sending shivers down his spine.
"Ok, you have a point Ms.- Er Dixie..." Cash mumbled as his cheeks started heating up.
Dixie let out a chuckle and yawned.
"Wake me in an hour or whenever we stop again." Dixie said getting comfortable.
The following summer, when they were 14. They were going to the county fair in Trenton.
"C'mon Dixie!" Cash yelled running off into the midst of the fair with Dixie trailing him greatly.
"C-Cash! Hold... Up...!" Dixie yelled running after the cowboy.
"CASH!" Waylon yelled and Floyd finished his thought. "WAIT!"
"UP!" They both yelled.
They were only 10 and Cash's legs were much longer than their own.
"C-Cash did you forget what 'wait up!' means?!" Dixie snapped at him out of breath.
"No." He said turning around from the food stand.
"Why you, selfish son of a-" Dixie thought that he had gotten food for himself, but instead his arms were filled with snacks and drinks.
"Well ain't you gonna help me Dix, or do I have to carry all of this stuff back to the bus on my own?" Cash asked her.
Dixie's mouth opened and closed like a fish's but no words came out as she took part of his load and walked back to the bus. "That damn... why do I even try with him... He is kind of... OH, NO DIXIE! Snap out of it, he's just a friend... Bad girl nuh-uh think about anything else just not... those... beautiful chocolate brown eyes... and dashing smile... and perfect body... No! No! NONO STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!" Dixie thought as they entered the bus carrying food.
It was no secret that they'd stole a glance at each other's 'good qualities' a time or two... or twenty. Zelda would tease the two teens every once and a while just to get the two blushing, and then she would roar with laughter.
"Well, well, well the two love birds are back Rose!" Zelda yelled from the couch of the bus.
"Get off Zelda!" Dixie said after she placed the burgers and hot dogs on the little table.
"Ok, ok sheesh!" Zelda said putting her hands up. Dixie took a large bite out of a peanut butter cookie and sat down heavily. "Why eat it Dix? May as well slap-"
"I dare you to finish that thought Zelda! I just dare you!" Dixie growled and Zelda quickly shut her mouth.
That night Cash led Dixie through the fair grounds, towards the Ferris wheel. "C-C-C-Cash tell me that ain't the Ferris wheel?!" Dixie choked out. "You know how I feel about 'em!"
"Relax Dix, you're with me!" Cash said confidently leading her through the throngs of people.
There were 3 things that scared her:
1: Ferris wheels. They were too high for her liking.
2: Fireworks. They were too noisy and well they were too close.
3: Thunder storms. I know, silly but they would mortify her, Cash, Waylon, Floyd, Granny Rose, and Zelda.
While she was listing all the things she was scared of she had been on auto pilot, meaning wherever Cash took her she would be going, and that ended up being the Ferris wheel.
They were half way up when she realized where she was. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" She let loose a blood curdling scream.
Cash grabbed her arms and turned her towards him lightly pressing their lips together touching right as the fireworks went off! When they parted the Wheel was at its highest peek. "Why'd... we... you... uh..." Dixie was at a loss for words.
Did Cash like her? Like that? "Woah nelly did he just...? did WE just...? WE DID! HE kissed ME!? So, does that mean he likes me? Like I like him? Oh boy... So then he likes me and I like him... so that means... OH MY GOODNESS!" Dixie thought then fainted onto Cash's shoulder.
"Hmm-hmm, she looks so cute when she's sleeping, or at least passed out. I wonder why she didn't return the kiss...? Oh well, I guess I caught her off guard... I hope she's not mad at me for this... I wonder if she likes me like I love her? Oh well, I'm just gonna enjoy this moment with her..." Cash thought happily.
When the ride ended Dixie had come to. "So...?" Cash drawled.
"So..." Dixie drawled.
"Ummmm I-I-I... I'm sorry Dixie... I... I should'a thought more be-" Cash began but Dixie cut him off.
"Hush. I... I liked it." She said her cheeks aglow crimson.
"I'm... Wait you did?!" Cash asked happily stopping and grabbing her shoulders. She nodded before grabbing his shirt and planting a kiss on his lips.
Cash's eyes went wide before he melted into the kiss. "WOO! YEAH! GO! WOOOHOOO!" Zelda yelled while clapping loudly.
Dixie and Cash slowly parted and Dixie glared daggers at Zelda who instantly shut up and walked quickly to the bus.
"I... I love you Cash." Dixie said looking down in hopes to hide her red cheeks. But it was unnecessary since Cash sported his own bright red brush.
"I love you too Dixie." He said, they walked back to the bus hand in hand.
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