Okay! This might be the only Chapter for right now 'cause I have to go to a party in a little while! Anyways, Chappy 25:)

Disclaimer: I am not Terri Farley. Really.

Chapter 25

Sam turned around in her sleeping bag. When she and Ben had come back to their tent to try an rest before they had to pack up to leave for home. Sam knew she'd be tired when she got home, but she couldn't' fall asleep. Because there was only one thing on her mind at the moment.

Jake.

She sighed.

She couldn't help but remember all of the good times with Jake. When they'd race each other on War Drum Flats, with Jake always winning, when they had both trained horses for Dad, or when they used to play in the a Charla in their underwear when they were young.

Sam turned into her pillow and giggled at the thought.

Sam led Dot into the horse trailer, unclasping her lead rope once Dot was safely in her stall.

When Ben walked up holding Ace, Sam couldn't help but lean over and peck him on the lips. Ben grinned back at her when she walked by after with a mischievous smile on her lips.

Sam's smile faded when she grabbed Blue's halter and clipped on his lead rope. On the other side of the small pasture Jake was getting 'Dazzle', Sarah's dapple Grey Pony.

Jake looked up at her when he saw her patting Blue.

Sam avoided his eyes, knowing she might break down if she saw him walk Dazzle back to Sarah.

But he had made no attempt to talk to her. Yet.

She felt anger rise within her. When they were both in the Valley, he said he loved her. But when he saw his beautiful blond bimbo again, Sam thought, he avoided Sam.

Sam looked at the ground and saw she was in the shade of something, and looked up.

None other than Jake Ely.

Sam tied Blue to the small fence they used to keep their horses in.

"Sam?" Jake began cautiously.

"What, Jake?" Sam spat out, glaring at him.

Jake was taken aback at the venom and hurt in her voice.

"Can't we just.. just be at least civil with each other?"

Sam gaped at him. Was he seriously saying this to her?

"Are you serious?" Sam shouted. "Jake, you tell me you love me when it was just the two of us in the valley, but when were back, and you can see your blond airhead you treat me like that never happened?" Sam put her hands on her hips, and gave him a disbelieving look.

Jake flinched, but was suddenly angry at what Sam had said about Sarah.

"Don't you say anything about Sarah!" Jake shouted right back at her.

Sam's hands curled into fists. "Why Jake? Are you afraid I'll find out you probably picked her up at some strip club at your college when you were discussing how you oh-so-greatly crushed the little Cowgirl's heart?" Sam spat at him with as much venom and dignity she could muster.

Slap.

Sam and Jake had fought a lot when they were younger, and they had made a promise to never intensionally hurt each other and sealed it with a pinky promise when Jake was 9 and Sam was 7. But besides Sam's swings at his arms when he was being sarcastic towards him, they had never really hurt each other. Besides when Jake broke up with Sam.

That promise had just been broken.

Sam felt the right side of her face where Jake's hand had connect with her cheek. She felt the tears sliding down her face, and the puffiness of her cheek.

Jake looked down at his own hand. He had just hit Sam. Sam, the girl he'd been best friends with until she was sixteen. Sam, the one who'd always stuck up for him in a sticky situation. And Sam, the young woman he had denied that he still loved, but did. He felt the slight wetness of his eyes at what he'd done, but said nothing.

"Sa-"

"Save it," Sam barely whispered between clenched teeth.

She turned to face him. And he saw her yellow, pink, and blue cheek, and flinched.

"I hate you, Jake Ely," Sam's voice cracked, dripping with hurt.

Sam turned from him and ran.

Sam was sitting inside one of the loaded horse trailers, next to Ace.

"Sam? Sam!" She heard Jen's voice call her.

"Jen?" Sam's voice cracked.

Sam saw the side door to the trailer open, and Jen's shocked face.

Jen's face turned quickly from shock to care, for her best friend.

"Oh Sam, what happened, and what happened to your face?" Jen asked hesitantly. unsure if she really wanted to hear the answer.

"He hit me,"

Sorry ffor the cliffie, but I have to leave!