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~*~*~*~ Randy's P. O. V. ~*~*~*~
"What's there to trust?" I asked. But immediately after I said it, I kicked myself. I did trust him. But I just couldn't bring myself to tell him that.
Tex looked hurt, and he went around picking the first aid kit up.
Just then, I heard the scrape of keys on the door. I sat there and waited. I just waited for everything to come to an end.
"I'm home." Mason, Tex's brother called out. "But I brought a guest, so make sure you're decent."
I peered around the corner to see who the 'guest' was. But to my surprise, my sister, Diane, was standing there. "DIANE?"
She turned her head in my direction. "Randy?"
I sighed. "Yep. What're you doin' here?"
She laughed. "Mason asked me out. He's on the basketball team."
I raised an eyebrow. That was odd. My sister NEVER went out on dates. This must be SOME guy.
"Wait, What are you doing here, Randy? And what happened to your head?" She asked, as she came towards me.
I narrowed my eyes. "I passed out, after being chased home by a motorcycle and another creep. Tex brought me over to his house, and fixed up my head. What's it to you?"
She laughed slightly. "He kissed you, Didn't he?"
I stared at her in shock. "HOW DID YOU. How did you know?"
She grinned. "It's written all over your face."
"With what, magic marker?" I mumbled.
"Don't get smart. I got you away from dad. And any ways, I didn't say anything about him, so you can chill." She snapped.
Mason walked back into the room, Tex behind him. "So you must be the Randy, Tex was talking about. It's nice to meet you."
I coughed and laughed at the same time, and it sounded so funny, that I laughed even harder, and then started choking on absolutely nothing.
Tex just stared at me, and a look of pure terror was on Diane's face. Mason raised an eyebrow.
Finally, I stopped laughing, and grinned at them. "Ok, It was nice meeting you guys, but I should REALLY go now."
I raced out of the house, and up to the barn where Rowdy was. He raised his head and whistled as he heard me coming to his stall.
"All right, big boy. I'm gunna ride you. Give me a minute." I said, as I gathered the things I needed into a pile in the corral. Rowdy pricked up his ears, and tossed his head while I groomed him, and then nearly ran me over, when I bridled him.
"Some horse, you've got." Someone commented.
I turned around, and pulled a blade out of my back pocket. It was only a pocket knife, but still. "Who are you?"
They laughed, and came into the light. It was a muscular guy, with thick blonde hair. It could only be one person.
I tightened my grip on Rowdy's reins, and shifted slightly.
My dad laughed, and closed the gate of the corral. "You've got nowhere to go. Don't even try to run."
I smiled, and mounted Rowdy any ways. "How'd you find us?"
He ran a hand through his hair, and I quickly gave Rowdy the cue to run, but he caught the bottom of my reins. "It's not polite to run away from someone when they are talking to you. Now get off the horse."
I growled. "And if I don't?"
He smiled again. "Then, I take a knife to your horse, and you have to get off any ways."
I shivered, and dismounted. Where was Tex when you needed him? "You can do anything you want to me, but promise me, that you won't hurt Rowdy in any way."
"It's a deal." He snarled.
I clenched my fists, and sighed, waiting for the worst.
"Why did you leave? You should've known better than to run from me. Jail only keeps you so long." He laughed.
I shrugged, merely shrugged. I wasn't in the mood to take this from him. Why couldn't he just hit me and satisfy himself? Why couldn't he get it over with?
He pulled a long whip out from behind him. "You get what you get. And for running, you get death. But, you suffer first. You suffer for the pain you've caused me these 15 years."
I took a deep breath, and held it in. I knew this was the end, and part of me was ready, I wasn't scared to die. I was scared for the person who'd find me. I pitied the people who'd just gotten close to me. I pitied my sister. Dad would go after her next.
He grinned, and took a bottle out of his pocket, and then dipped the end of the whip into it. "This should hurt so bad, that you'll want to kill yourself. It'll kill you itself. Ever tasted poison, honey? I bet you thought you never would. I guess, that you were wrong."
He laughed again, and flicked the whip at me. Only this time, I dodged it. He narrowed his eyes. "Well, If you'd rather fight, by all means do." He set the whip down, and before I knew it, I was tied up to a pole.
"Now Die with dignity. Actually, die with fear." He laughed, and attacked me with the whip. The end cut into my skin over and over again, leaving long cuts that bled and bled.
I began to feel queasy, and for the first time in my life, I cried out in pain. For the first time, he KNEW what he was doing. But that made him feel even better. The lashes fell over and over again. He took pieces of wood we had lying around, and pelted me with them. I felt myself relax slightly, and I closed my eyes.
He laughed wickedly. "I love you, Now die." He untied me, and when I fell to the ground, he smiled. "This should be a pleasant surprise for your sister. She'll know she's next." He took a kick at me, and then left.
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I heard distant shouting, and crying. I felt myself lifted into the strong arms of a man, and I started crying myself. I pleaded to be let go. The cuts were bleeding badly, and the poison was starting to play its part. I was scared to die this way. But I still didn't know where I was, who picked me up, and who was holding me. I wanted to fight. I wanted to get away, But I didn't have the strength. Finally, I passed out, and left the fear and pain behind me, and I plunged into place I loved.
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"She's lost a lot of blood, besides the fact that the poison entered her blood stream. Luckily, its not a bad poison, and she should recover, but she can't have any visitors." I heard a male voice above me say.
I yelped, and opened my eyes, only to find myself in a hospital room. The doctor looked at me. "How are you feeling?"
I frowned. "I feel fine. Let me out of here. I've got to leave. Dad. Whip. Blood. Rowdy. Tex. Oh God!" I began sobbing hysterically, so hysterically in fact, that I didn't even see the doctor slip a needle into my I.V.
Everything faded again, and I was left alone for a while.
I woke up again to a couple of people I didn't really know. I wasn't really sure where I was, why I was here, or who I was. I just stared at them. And then I realized where I was, why I was here, and who those people were. One person stayed by my side the whole time. I didn't know who it was, but I felt them touch my hand once in a while, and they cried a couple of times too.
"Randy?" They finally spoke softly.
I turned and looked at them. It turned out to be Tex. I yelped, and moved myself as far away from him as possible, but then, Mason was on the other side of the bed with Diane. I started shaking, and I found myself crying again for no good reason.
But they didn't leave. Mason took Diane out occasionally, but Tex hardly ever moved. He didn't eat, and pretty soon, I saw doctors after him too. But, he stayed by my side, and I grew to trust him. I learned to lie still and listen to him again without freaking out. But whenever strange people came into the room, Tex was there finding out EXACTLY who they were.
Pretty soon, I was allowed to leave, and I was taken home. It felt good to be home, although it scared me to death. My dad could be hiding in the house. Anyone could be hiding in the house. The only place I ever felt comfortable was in Rowdy's Stall. He was so big, that he easily hid me in his bulk. And after what happened, Rowdy snapped at everyone but me. He was intelligent for a horse.
While I was in the barn, Tex came riding up on his horse, Negrito. "Randy?" He called.
I hid behind Rowdy, and tried not to breathe so hard. See, I was still scared of guys. I hadn't gone to school, I was hardly eating anything, and I checked every inch of my house before I went to bed to make sure dad wasn't hiding there. I knew that next time he would kill me, without hesitation.
"Randy! I heard you already. I ain't gunna hurt ya. Come on out will ya! Don't be scared of me!" He yelled.
I sighed quietly, and put Rowdy's bridle on before unlocking the stall and mounting him.
Tex stared in my direction, and then shook his head. I must have been quite a sight for him to act that way, I'm not sure. "I'm glad you came out."
I shivered, and I think he could see me shake because he started talking in the tone, the one that calmed my nerves, it made me not as spooky. "I didn't really have a choice."
He raised an eyebrow, and came towards me. "You're right, You didn't have a choice."
I grinned sarcastically. "Well now I do!" I kicked Rowdy, and we went flying over the fence, and straight into the woods, leaving Tex and Negrito behind.
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I decided to write another chapter, even though hardly anyone reviewed. Thanks troublesfriend!! I didn't put the disclaimer at the beginning, but nothings changed. I still don't own Tex or any of S. E. Hinton's characters.
~*~*~*~ Randy's P. O. V. ~*~*~*~
"What's there to trust?" I asked. But immediately after I said it, I kicked myself. I did trust him. But I just couldn't bring myself to tell him that.
Tex looked hurt, and he went around picking the first aid kit up.
Just then, I heard the scrape of keys on the door. I sat there and waited. I just waited for everything to come to an end.
"I'm home." Mason, Tex's brother called out. "But I brought a guest, so make sure you're decent."
I peered around the corner to see who the 'guest' was. But to my surprise, my sister, Diane, was standing there. "DIANE?"
She turned her head in my direction. "Randy?"
I sighed. "Yep. What're you doin' here?"
She laughed. "Mason asked me out. He's on the basketball team."
I raised an eyebrow. That was odd. My sister NEVER went out on dates. This must be SOME guy.
"Wait, What are you doing here, Randy? And what happened to your head?" She asked, as she came towards me.
I narrowed my eyes. "I passed out, after being chased home by a motorcycle and another creep. Tex brought me over to his house, and fixed up my head. What's it to you?"
She laughed slightly. "He kissed you, Didn't he?"
I stared at her in shock. "HOW DID YOU. How did you know?"
She grinned. "It's written all over your face."
"With what, magic marker?" I mumbled.
"Don't get smart. I got you away from dad. And any ways, I didn't say anything about him, so you can chill." She snapped.
Mason walked back into the room, Tex behind him. "So you must be the Randy, Tex was talking about. It's nice to meet you."
I coughed and laughed at the same time, and it sounded so funny, that I laughed even harder, and then started choking on absolutely nothing.
Tex just stared at me, and a look of pure terror was on Diane's face. Mason raised an eyebrow.
Finally, I stopped laughing, and grinned at them. "Ok, It was nice meeting you guys, but I should REALLY go now."
I raced out of the house, and up to the barn where Rowdy was. He raised his head and whistled as he heard me coming to his stall.
"All right, big boy. I'm gunna ride you. Give me a minute." I said, as I gathered the things I needed into a pile in the corral. Rowdy pricked up his ears, and tossed his head while I groomed him, and then nearly ran me over, when I bridled him.
"Some horse, you've got." Someone commented.
I turned around, and pulled a blade out of my back pocket. It was only a pocket knife, but still. "Who are you?"
They laughed, and came into the light. It was a muscular guy, with thick blonde hair. It could only be one person.
I tightened my grip on Rowdy's reins, and shifted slightly.
My dad laughed, and closed the gate of the corral. "You've got nowhere to go. Don't even try to run."
I smiled, and mounted Rowdy any ways. "How'd you find us?"
He ran a hand through his hair, and I quickly gave Rowdy the cue to run, but he caught the bottom of my reins. "It's not polite to run away from someone when they are talking to you. Now get off the horse."
I growled. "And if I don't?"
He smiled again. "Then, I take a knife to your horse, and you have to get off any ways."
I shivered, and dismounted. Where was Tex when you needed him? "You can do anything you want to me, but promise me, that you won't hurt Rowdy in any way."
"It's a deal." He snarled.
I clenched my fists, and sighed, waiting for the worst.
"Why did you leave? You should've known better than to run from me. Jail only keeps you so long." He laughed.
I shrugged, merely shrugged. I wasn't in the mood to take this from him. Why couldn't he just hit me and satisfy himself? Why couldn't he get it over with?
He pulled a long whip out from behind him. "You get what you get. And for running, you get death. But, you suffer first. You suffer for the pain you've caused me these 15 years."
I took a deep breath, and held it in. I knew this was the end, and part of me was ready, I wasn't scared to die. I was scared for the person who'd find me. I pitied the people who'd just gotten close to me. I pitied my sister. Dad would go after her next.
He grinned, and took a bottle out of his pocket, and then dipped the end of the whip into it. "This should hurt so bad, that you'll want to kill yourself. It'll kill you itself. Ever tasted poison, honey? I bet you thought you never would. I guess, that you were wrong."
He laughed again, and flicked the whip at me. Only this time, I dodged it. He narrowed his eyes. "Well, If you'd rather fight, by all means do." He set the whip down, and before I knew it, I was tied up to a pole.
"Now Die with dignity. Actually, die with fear." He laughed, and attacked me with the whip. The end cut into my skin over and over again, leaving long cuts that bled and bled.
I began to feel queasy, and for the first time in my life, I cried out in pain. For the first time, he KNEW what he was doing. But that made him feel even better. The lashes fell over and over again. He took pieces of wood we had lying around, and pelted me with them. I felt myself relax slightly, and I closed my eyes.
He laughed wickedly. "I love you, Now die." He untied me, and when I fell to the ground, he smiled. "This should be a pleasant surprise for your sister. She'll know she's next." He took a kick at me, and then left.
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I heard distant shouting, and crying. I felt myself lifted into the strong arms of a man, and I started crying myself. I pleaded to be let go. The cuts were bleeding badly, and the poison was starting to play its part. I was scared to die this way. But I still didn't know where I was, who picked me up, and who was holding me. I wanted to fight. I wanted to get away, But I didn't have the strength. Finally, I passed out, and left the fear and pain behind me, and I plunged into place I loved.
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"She's lost a lot of blood, besides the fact that the poison entered her blood stream. Luckily, its not a bad poison, and she should recover, but she can't have any visitors." I heard a male voice above me say.
I yelped, and opened my eyes, only to find myself in a hospital room. The doctor looked at me. "How are you feeling?"
I frowned. "I feel fine. Let me out of here. I've got to leave. Dad. Whip. Blood. Rowdy. Tex. Oh God!" I began sobbing hysterically, so hysterically in fact, that I didn't even see the doctor slip a needle into my I.V.
Everything faded again, and I was left alone for a while.
I woke up again to a couple of people I didn't really know. I wasn't really sure where I was, why I was here, or who I was. I just stared at them. And then I realized where I was, why I was here, and who those people were. One person stayed by my side the whole time. I didn't know who it was, but I felt them touch my hand once in a while, and they cried a couple of times too.
"Randy?" They finally spoke softly.
I turned and looked at them. It turned out to be Tex. I yelped, and moved myself as far away from him as possible, but then, Mason was on the other side of the bed with Diane. I started shaking, and I found myself crying again for no good reason.
But they didn't leave. Mason took Diane out occasionally, but Tex hardly ever moved. He didn't eat, and pretty soon, I saw doctors after him too. But, he stayed by my side, and I grew to trust him. I learned to lie still and listen to him again without freaking out. But whenever strange people came into the room, Tex was there finding out EXACTLY who they were.
Pretty soon, I was allowed to leave, and I was taken home. It felt good to be home, although it scared me to death. My dad could be hiding in the house. Anyone could be hiding in the house. The only place I ever felt comfortable was in Rowdy's Stall. He was so big, that he easily hid me in his bulk. And after what happened, Rowdy snapped at everyone but me. He was intelligent for a horse.
While I was in the barn, Tex came riding up on his horse, Negrito. "Randy?" He called.
I hid behind Rowdy, and tried not to breathe so hard. See, I was still scared of guys. I hadn't gone to school, I was hardly eating anything, and I checked every inch of my house before I went to bed to make sure dad wasn't hiding there. I knew that next time he would kill me, without hesitation.
"Randy! I heard you already. I ain't gunna hurt ya. Come on out will ya! Don't be scared of me!" He yelled.
I sighed quietly, and put Rowdy's bridle on before unlocking the stall and mounting him.
Tex stared in my direction, and then shook his head. I must have been quite a sight for him to act that way, I'm not sure. "I'm glad you came out."
I shivered, and I think he could see me shake because he started talking in the tone, the one that calmed my nerves, it made me not as spooky. "I didn't really have a choice."
He raised an eyebrow, and came towards me. "You're right, You didn't have a choice."
I grinned sarcastically. "Well now I do!" I kicked Rowdy, and we went flying over the fence, and straight into the woods, leaving Tex and Negrito behind.
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I decided to write another chapter, even though hardly anyone reviewed. Thanks troublesfriend!! I didn't put the disclaimer at the beginning, but nothings changed. I still don't own Tex or any of S. E. Hinton's characters.
