Hehe, you guys might like this chapter! This chapter has all kinds of good stuff, music, the horse, and...you'll see
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the song "Your Love is My Drug" all respect and credit goes to its rightful owners and Ke$ha.
Claimer: Teardrops belongs to MEH.
Lyric was playing outside, more like dancing. Her CD player/radio tuning out. Her house in front of her. She was practicing her dancing. "I don't care what people say, the rush is worth the price I pay, I get so high when you're with me, but crash and crave you when you leave." The voice rang out like the singer was there.
Lyric jumped and twirled around, she kicked up the rocks, towards the trees ahead of her. Lyric has always lived near a forest, it was dark and dense and Aaron always told her never to go in there.
She got distracted a bit with the thought of her brother. She tripped at, "If I keep it up like a lovesick crackhead." And landed with a sickening "THUD" onto the ground. She growled as she picked herself up again, her hand was red and shiny, but it was just a tiny cut. She touched it to see if it was actually bleeding or if the blood clots actually prevented her from bleeding. When she took her finger from the cut, it had a red fingerprint.
She gave out an exasperated sigh. Her brother would watch her practice, it made tears come to her eyes. One tear fell on her cut, it stung strongly.
Lyric whimpered slightly and turned off the music.
"Great job, Lyric. You're getting really good!" Aaron encouraged.
Lyric smiled. "Really, Aaron?" She asked.
"Yeah! I love it!" He clapped.
Sweat beaded Lyric's forehead, she panted heavily. Aaron smiled. "Take 5, little sis."
Lyric laughed and hugged her brother's stomach.
Lyric thrust her hand under the faucet. The water blasted on, the blood washed away smoothly, and the stinging ceased. She turned the water off, her hand dripped, and she wiped it with a paper towel.
After that, she stepped into the bathroom that was across the hallway, a hallway from the kitchen, left from the faucet. She stuck a band-aid onto her cut. There. Disinfected, and protected.
She walked back outside, one thing was different though...A gigantic truck was in front of the house.
"What the...?" She mumbled, confusion flooded her eyes.
Her mother was talking to the driver and jumping happily. "Thank you so much! She'll be so happy!" She squealed.
"Mom?" Lyric called out.
The chesnut haired women whirled around. "Oh, Lyric, sweetie! I wanted to give you a friend, since...You're brother died, you must be lonely, so I got you a friend!" She cooed, she ran over and kissed her beloved child on the cheek.
Lyric cocked her head slightly. "Friend? You got me a friend in a truck?"
Her mom chuckled, and nodded. "How about you go and see? Her name is Magic."
Lyric's eyes widened. Could it really be the horse she saw in her dream?
She sprinted to the truck, her smile widening. The door was open, and when she looked, a black horse stood there, head high and proud, haltered to the side of the truck, able to move around though.
Lyric walked inside. Nobody was around, and she reached out her hand. "Hey, girl..." She started to mutter.
The horse seemed to smile. "Do you think I'm going to really do that greeting?" She whinnied.
Lyric gasped happily. "Magic!" She leaned in close to her ear. "Is it really you?"
Magic nodded.
Lyric swung her arms around Magic's neck.
She took the halter off the truck and lead-actually more walked beside-Magic.
Her mother's eyes glittered. "Do you like her?" The driver was next to her, now that Lyric got a good look at him, he looked weird. Her had a bray, shaggy beard, and he was kinda chubby. He looked like a hillbilly.
Lyric smiled even wider. "I love her to death!" She yelled.
Magic rubbed her head against Lyric's face.
"Aww! She likes you too!" Her mother sqeaked.
The driver smiled happily. "That'll be 300 dollars, ma'am!" He held out his hand.
"Of course, Mr. Hardweath!" She handed him three green slips of paper.
Lyric lept onto Magic's back. She almost slid over but turned forward just in time. She was high above the ground with tremendous power beneath her. She grasped Magic's halter, and slid it down to Magic's face.
She untied Magic's halter.
The halter slid to the ground, Magic looked at Lyric. She snorted and reared into the air. Lyric held onto her neck.
"Lyric!" Her Mother yelled.
Lyric ignored her mother, and Magic galloped down the road.
Magic was so fast, so graceful. Her hooves beat the ground softly, as though she were flying.
Magic laughed along with Lyric, for the first time in their lives, they felt as though they could do anything.
Lyric felt Magic's silver hair, it felt like silk. She gazed ahead of Magic, and spread out her arms.
It was like she was flying.
But then, as though everything froze, Magic came to a screeching stop.
A wolf stood in front on them, teeth gleaming, and drool hanging down.
He looked starving.
That was the most retarded ending ever. *facepalm*