A/N: sorry for not updating for a long time. life has been going downhill lately and i needed time to myself. i'm trying to finish this story as fast and best as i can. i'm sorry if it doesn't turn out well but i'm starting not to care about writing anymore. i do promise you that i WILL finish this soon. also, sorry if this turns out short.
Kay sat in her room wondering why Bandit left her. Now, she had no one to turn to and pour her feelings out to. Taking deep breaths usually calmed her down. Today, it wasn't working. She was too upset. She was so sick of being upset and crying all of the time. Why was everything going wrong for her? Why was she the only one of who she knows who was getting put through pain like this?
She laid down on her bed and took one final breath before closing her eyes to try to sleep some of the pain off. She opened her eyes and sat up. She looked at her clock on her night stand and saw that it read 6:00p.m. She slept for four hours. A knock sounded on her door as she sighed and placed the back of her head on the wall behind her.
"It's open," she said just loud enough for them to hear her. The door opened and Bradin walked in.
"Hey," he said softly, "How are you feeling?"
"Terrible," she said, "I don't get why this is happening. Yes, it's life. I get that part. But, why did my dad have to go when right now I need him the most?"
"I know what you mean." He looked at her and found her giving him a strange/curious look. "I told you before. My parents died and I had to move here to live with my aunt. I need my parents now, too, just like you need your father." Braidn looked at her desk and saw a picture of her, Bandit, and an older man. "Is that your father?" he asked pointing to the picture.
"Yeah," she said quietly, "He built this ranch with his father when he was younger. When his father died, my dad was given it. Now, I own it. How am I going to run this place? I'm only eighteen. I don't even know if I want to stay here any longer."
"Try it for a few more days. If it doesn't make you happy anymore, move on and find something that does."
She shook her head and just sighed.
"If you leave thi place, then so will I," he told her.
"What? Why?" she asked in disbelief.
"I only stayed this long because I like you. I thought that maybe if I stayed here for a few more weeks and got to know you, maybe we can be more than friends."
