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This is my first story! I've been reading fanfic for ever but just now deciding to write my own story cuz i ish awesome ^.^!
I will not have an updating schedule but i will try. I have already started and got pretty far in the second chapter but it will be a couple days! If you want you can follow me on my twitter which is what my fanfic account is connected to. Dollstew ! kk ^.^
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the characters i just made up a new plot and all, but shes the master mind!
Getting up on a Sunday morning, you wouldn't think much would change. I put on my church cloths, cook me sand my daddy some breakfast and go out and dump a few bales of hay to our few horses. Then brush and feed old Ray a few sugar cubes. No, this day seemed average in the beginning.
Our church in one of four in this small, but farm loving community. One Methodist, two Baptist and the small but very dedicated church I attended with my father and our neighbors, The Hales. The little ole church has on average of about 80 people, including an old yet very in love couple that live about five miles down the road. First you have on hour of classes, then a fifteen minute break. Afterwards you get to hear a lovely thirty to forty minute sermon from the preacher. The after you hear Brother Thomas will lead us in some beautiful songs and then we take lords supper. After shaking hands with everyone we could we hurried out the door and raced the Baptist to the best and oldest café in town, Little Ali's, which is ran by my best friend. We sit and eat one of her amazing home cooked meals, normally just what is on her board for a special and then some pie. Cherry pie, cookie pie (don't ask) and her special, peach with a hint of cocoa. Make me want to dig up my momma and smack her. Now it's time to go home and saddle up the best and most bad horse of them all. Ray was a beautiful bay horse. He had a big star on his forehead and stockings that those fillies go wild. He and I take a trail ride every Sunday. Now is when things get rough.
The trail Ray and I take has been there ever since old Masen connected his trail on to an old stream that had dried up years ago. I knew this trail like the back of my hand. Last night, there had been a slight ran storm, but I figured surely it was nothing to worry about. We go over a large hill, and then we go around our willow patch. At the willow patch we stop and have a little snack. He gets an apple and I get a couple grapes. Now around a pond known as Griffins Pond and up through old Masens back acres. That's our normal route, the route we have been taking for years. Today would be slightly different.
After rounding around the pond half way things took a turn for the complete and total worse. I should have checked the trail closer… I should have fixed Rays shoes before we left. The side caved in. It happened to fast. All I could see was spots by the time I hit the water. I could hear voices, screams and what sounded like sirens. Then I heard whinnies… Ray.
Then everything went black.
One Year Later
"Ok, Ms. Swan. All you have to do now is attend the weekly classes for a while. Just to build up strength in your arms. After that you can continue on with your normal life." The Doctor said. Yea, I can just go back to my normal routine with only a few small differences. Like one being that there is one less horse to feed. I found out not long after waking up in the hospital that my baby boy, the most beautiful horse in the world had drowned that day. Why didn't anyone try to save him?
Oh yea and the other minor difference, I could never stand on my own again. Permanently stuck in a metal chair, paralyzed from the waist down. The doctors exact words where, "No walking, no running and NO RIDING." But as if that will work with me. That old bat can stick it where the sun doesn't shine. I don't care how many awards this man has gotten for his 'amazing works'. He can't stop me from doing what I love the most.
"Ok doc, just give me what you've got so I can go home." Home… some place I hadn't seen in over a year. The only thing I've seen is the inside of this hospital. At some point your soul feels like it's starting to shrink. My father walked in the door behind doctor with a change of clothes and my ride home.
"Alright, kid. Ready to go. Got a long ride ahead of us." He held the bag out to me that contained all my cloths and smiled. I rolled myself into the bathroom and tried to change. It was an extreme process. Lift. Twist. Sit. Pull. The shirt was easier. After ten minutes I rolled out and smiled at my victory.
"I'm ready, Daddy." I think the main reason I stilled called him that was because he wanted me to, but I didn't mind doing that for him. Not after all he had done for me.
He helped yet me out to the truck and buckled in. The trip would take at least four hours, more if we stop and eat or stop a lot to use the bathroom since it would take so long for me to get going in that area. I figured the best thing to do was to start a nice calming conversation.
"So… you been feeding the horses well. All four bales of hay each day. Half a gallon of sweet feed a peace once in the morning once in the afternoon. My dad smiled and nodded his head.
"Yep, they got all they need and maybe some treats to. You remember old Masens great-grandson?" Uh, duh. I remember the first time I met that god sent boy. I was only 13 years old. He came down to stay a while with his GG, as he called him. I remember we played a little but we mostly rode together. I remember how beautiful he looked on his ole dapple grey by the willow patch. But I just nodded. "Well he came down a couple months ago to clean the place up and maybe stay for a while. I explained the situation and he said he would help out till you could do it yourself." I looked at my father in complete embarrassment.
"You told him, Dad. You don't just go telling life stories to everyone." Mainly that amazingly hot man.
"Well, I'm sorry and I needed help. It's hard to farm and take care of all your animals all at once. He volunteered so… I let him." I raised my eyebrow.
"Whatever, I bet you walked right on over there and asked him for help. I know how you are." I turned myself back to the window. I watched the scenes go by. Last time I went this far up north was when my mom was in the hospital when I was a little girl. Before I knew it we were close to our town.
Getting settled into the now paralyze proof house was easier then I imagined. Dad pushed me up the newly built and polished ramps and in to the house then showed me all the cool things he had done for me. He also moved me down in the downstairs bed room to make it easier for me.
"So, Hun you want me to go get something or do you want me order in?" I shook my head fast.
"No, Dad. I haven't cooked in a long time. Let me cook. Please."
"Now Bells, the doc said nothing hard or tiring. Just relax and spend the next couple days. Meanwhile tomorrow you can go out and say hi to Edward. Catch up. I remember he came down and you two didn't spend any amount of time apart beside sleep and good. He has been through some hard times since then you know. He got married about three years ago. He had himself a little girl. Seemed like a happy little family. Now he is divorced and no little girl." I sat up straighter.
"What happened to his daughter?" Not only had my curiosity been peeked but so had my sympathy. This man, greater that any model, had suffered some kind of extreme loss.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to find out tomorrow won't you?" He smiled and shook his head. I smiled.
"I guess I will."
Tomorrow will be a good day.