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Chapter 4: The decision

Sam was released from the hospital the next morning, after the doctors were sure that she was fine. Jake drove her home slowly, because he could tell that her head hurt, even though she wouldn't admit it.

Sam leaned as far away from Jake as she could.

Jake didn't know how to make things better between them. Jake pulled the truck over to the side of the road and looked at Sam. "What did I do wrong Sam?"

"A lot."

"Like what?"

"Well, when they suggested sending me back to San Francisco, you didn't disagree."

"That's because I didn't get the chance, you sat up before I could talk."

"Oh."

Jake then pulled back onto the road, satisfied that he had made things better between them so that he wouldn't loose on of his best friends for no reason.

"Hey Jake?"

"Yeah?"

"Are they really going to send me back to San Francisco?"

"I don't know. After you fell asleep I volunteered to stay with you while they went somewhere to talk."

"Oh, okay." Sam went back to staring out the window. "Well, do you want me to stay?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because….. Because I love you."

Sam was shocked. Just then, they pulled up to the house and Sam immediately jumped out. She heard 4-year old Tempest and Her other horse, Ace, start to neigh as soon as they saw her, so she left Jake to see her horses.

After a quick ride on Tempest, Sam had to eat lunch. Gram was visiting Mrs. Allen, and everybody else was working. Sam quickly made herself a sandwich, and started to eat it slowly, thinking of what to do. Since her head still hurt a little, she decided that instead of riding Ace she would spend some time with the Phantom.

When Sam got into the pen, she saw that the gash was starting to heal, but she wasn't so sure about his spirit. His head was low, almost touching the ground, and the only sign that showed that he recognized her was a small flick of his ear. Sam vowed that she would do whatever she could to make sure he was safe, and free again soon…

Sam sat down to a dinner of chicken and dumplings. She ate at least three servings. Just as Gram passed out slices of pie, her father brought up the conversation Sam had been dreading.

"Sam, I've made my mind up about San Francisco."

"And?" Sam bit her lip.

"Sam as much as it hurts me to say this, you have to go. It's just not safe hear at the moment."

"Dad, NO! I won't go, I can't go!"

"Sam, enough of this!" Gram's voice softened. "We don't want to send you away again, but it's for your own good."

"Brynna?" Sam looked to her, asking her to object, but Brynna looked down, avoiding Sam's gaze.

"I'm not going! You can't make me!" Sam stormed out of the house and went into the corral with the Phantom.

"Zanzibar, what am I going to do?"

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

AN: Sorry that I haven't updated in so long, but my birthday was last week, and I was getting a ton of homework in my classes, but I'll try to update more often! Plez R&R! Lyrics are Over My Head!