Hey, Sorry I didn't update sooner! I've had lots of homework! Okay here is the 5th chapter I hope you like it and don't worry there will be more action soon! Thank ya'll for reviewing!
By what Sam had said that second, Jake knew what had happened to her. She had lost her memory. What if she never gets it back?, Jake thought. She doesn't remember me. She probably doesn't remember anything. Sam..doesn't even know who I am now And if she never gets her memory back..that means.., Jake shook his head at the thought. He didn't even know what exactly he was thinking.
Opening her eyes a little wider, Sam took a long, focused look at Jake and just realized this creep was hovering over her and she started screaming at the top of lungs. She was screaming so loud that Jake had to put his hand on her mouth and hold her so she didn't run away.
"mm!..mmmmm..mm!" Sam mumbled, her voice muffled from the strength of Jake's hand. She was squirming to get away but Jake was just too strong.
"Sam..Sam calm down!" Jake told her, not letting her go. "Sam, It's just me, Jake Ely. You know, the guy you've known your whole life?"
But Sam didn't listen to him. She kept trying to get away and wouldn't stop until he let her go.
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?" Jake asked, letting her free. Sam started screaming again as Jake yelled over the screaming, "You can run around as much as you want, but you can't get much far," Jake said, locking the door.
"Aaaaah!", Sam screamed as she flew over to the farthest couch and buried her face in the pillows. Finally she sat up, half-crying, looking at Jake.
"Who are you, you creep? Get away from me! I don't know what you wanna do to me but..but-"
"Hey!" Jake yelled. He sat down beside her, but she got up so fast that she fell. Jake caught her, then brought her back up and looked into her scared eyes. He could feel her shaking and he knew that wasn't like Sam. "Sam..I know you don't remember me but trust me, I would never do anything to hurt you! We've known each other forever. I'm the one who works at your ranch every week. Sam, we're best friends!" He said, brushing her hair back from her eyes. Sam looked away.
"Sam, look at me," Jake said, and she looked. "Now tell me, do I look like the kinda person who would wanna hurt you?" He asked, looking her directly in the eye, waiting for a response.
Sam took in a long, shaky breathe as she looked at Jake clearly for the first time.
He was right. He didn't really look dangerous. Sure, he was very muscular, but he actually looked kind of... handsome. And those eyes...
"Has anyone ever told you that your eyes look like the eyes of a mustang?" Sam asked, calming down a little.
Jake's gaze on her suddenly broke and his eyes widened. Sam had told him a long time ago, when they were much younger, that he had "mustang eyes".
"Yeah," Jake said. "Yeah..someone actually has told me that before," Jake said, looking down.
Sam sat down beside him.
"Who?" She asked curiously.
Jake looked back up at her. Why did she wanna know so fast?
"My best friend," Jake said.
"What is she like?" Sam asked, smiling.
Jake shook his head and stared down at the wood floor again before saying, "Well, I can't tell you what she's like now, but I can tell you how she was like."
Sam didn't know what he meant by that but she went along with it.
"Go on," She said.
"She was..my only real friend. I mean, I have others, but I just couldn't talk to them like I could with her, you know? I mean, even though she annoyed the heck out of me sometimes and I did the same to her, she was always there for me. She knew me like no one else did. She could tell when my "mustang eyes" looked sad and when they looked happy. Even when I wasn't showing my feelings, she could always see right through me. And that's always been a mystery to me," Jake said, laughing softly. "I never know why I teased her so much. She just..brought out the pest in me, I guess."
Jake looked at Sam.
"What?" Sam asked.
Jake shook his head, forgetting it was rude to stare.
"Oh, and what happened to her? Because you keep saying was instead of is.
"Nothing," He said. "Anyway, what she loved, more than anything, was her horse, Blackie."
Sam's eyes widened. "She had a horse?"
"Uh..yeah..in fact your on a ranch right now..my ranch," Jake told her, figuring she hadn't forgotten about horses. Of course, Jake thought. She always has them on her mind.
Sam gasped so loud Jake jumped.
"Oh my gosh we ARE?" Sam exclaimed. "I've never seen one! Can we go out there? Can I pet your horses!" Sam asked, jumping up and down anxiously.
"No, there's a storm right now, and uh, you should probably look in the mirror."
Sam looked at him confused.
"Ookay, Where's one?" She asked, looking around.
"Over there," Jake said, pointing to a small circular mirror on the wall across the family room.
Sam got up and ran to look at her reflection, and what she saw made her gasp.
"Umm...why..do I have stitches on my forehead?" Sam asked, slowly backing away, turning to look at Jake.
"Well you see, um," Jake began. "My mare, Witch, was supposed to give birth tonight and you were staying overnight to watch. In the middle of the night, when I was getting water for Witch, I guess you woke up and saw that I was gone, so you got mad or something. Next thing I knew, you were letting out one of our stallions and he kicked you in the forehead which made you go unconscious and lose your memory," Jake explained.
"Oh, so that's why I didn't know how I got here or where I was when I woke up!" Sam said slowly.
Jake rolled his eyes. "I see that head injury made you kinda slow, too," Jake teased.
"Hey!" Sam shouted.
Whomp! A pillow flew across the room and hit Jake in the head.
"Ow!" Jake said, rubbing his head. "What was that for?"
Sam laughed. "For being stupid!" Sam said as she sat down beside Jake again. "So..why was I watching your mare give birth with you? What am I? Your friend? Girlfriend?"
Jake started laughing so hard he almost fell off the couch. "What?" Sam asked, confused. That made Jake laugh even harder and down he went.
Sam looked down at him. "What did I say? Why are you laughing so hard?" When Jake didn't stop laughing, Sam got frustrated.
"Tell me!" Sam demanded. "You know..If you are my boyfriend..then I have pretty bad taste in guys," Sam mused.
Jake stopped laughing and sat back up. He looked up at her. "Sam, don't worry. You're not my girlfriend," Jake said, laughing a little bit more. He got up and sat back on the couch. "Just my friend," He said, and suddenly his face got more serious. "My best friend."
"Oh...," Sam said. She looked at him. "So..earlier when you were talking about your best friend, that was really me you were talking about?"
"Yeah," Jake said sheepishly. "That's why I kept saying was."
Sam looked down. "Oh," She managed. "I'm sorry for losing my memory," She said, looking sad. Suddenly she thought of something.
"Jake?" She asked.
"Yeah?"
"What if..my memory never comes back?" Sam asked.
"No, don't worry. It will," Jake said, nodding so fast his hair shook. "All I have to do is make you remember the things that were most important in your life. Like horses," Jake said.
Sam's eyes widened every time she heard the word "horse". "What makes you think I forgot about horses? I love horses."
"Yeah, I know you do," Jake said. "But do you remember your horse, Ace? Dark Sunshine? Tempest? Blackie?" He asked. Sam stared at him blankly.
Jake shook his head. "Yeah, I didn't think so," He said, getting up and making a gesture for her to follow him.
"Where are we going?" Sam asked, closing the door behind her. "What time is it?"
Jake looked at his watch. "5:27 am," he said, remembering it was only 8 hours ago when him and Sam went into the barn and set down their sleeping bags. Little did they know, the night was going to turn out disastrous.
"I'm taking you outside to have you meet your horse, Ace. He'll remember you, and don't freak out or anything if he nudges you, searching for treats or something," Jake warned.
Sam shook her head confidently. "I won't."
When they walked outside in the darkness, it wasn't raining anymore. Jake looked toward the barn. He thought about Witch and how she was supposed to foal tonight.
"Actually," Jake said, clearing his throat. "Let's go check on my horse first. I just need to see if she's foaled already," He said, walking to the barn. At first Sam was stubborn and didn't want to go but then her curiosity got the best of her and she followed Jake.
"It's funny," Jake shouted back to her. He waited until she came closer, then he continued. "What I'm about to tell you. Because I had to say the same thing to Sam before we got here last night," Jake said. "My mare, Witch, is very..meaner than other horses. If you get too close, she'll want to eat you alive. Just, when you get to the barn, be very quiet and try and make it so that she forgets you're in there," Jake said, pointing to the barn. "We'll only be in there for a couple minutes."
Sam shrugged. "Fine with me," she said. When they got to the barn Jake peeked inside Witch's stall. The oblivious mare was just laying in her bedding, no foal in sight.
Jake let out a sigh of relief. "She hasn't foaled yet!" He whispered to himself, trying not to disturb Witch. He turned around to face Sam.
"No foal in sight. Looks like it'll probably be coming out tonight so I still have time," Jake announced smiling.
Sam grew impatient. "Okay can we just see my horse now?" Sam asked. Jake smiled and shook his head as he walked off out the barn toward the paddock where Ace was grazing. Sam definitely still had her stubbornness.
Ace suddenly lifted his head from the grass and stared at his approachers. He gave them a look that said, I'm only interested in you if you have treats.
"Careful," Jake said as Sam unbolted the gate and scratched Ace's ears. The gelding loved it. Sam laughed when Ace nudged her with his head. Sam started scratching the base of Ace's mane.
"Hey, that's Ace's favorite spot!" Jake exclaimed. "You remembered his favorite spot!" He knew it wasn't anything big, but it was progress.
Sam smiled a smile so big Jake had never seen before. At least not for a long time. He remembered he saw that smile when she had come home from San Francisco. "Now I know why I loved horses so much. Especially this one," Sam said.
"Yeah, and wait until you see the phantom. You'll love the phantom. I know Sam sure did," Jake said, and took Sam's arm as they walked across the ranch yard.
"Where are we going now?" Sam asked excitedly. "Will I get to see him? The phantom? And why do you call him that? Is that like his name or something?"
Jake stopped, looked at her and said, "You'll see."
As Sam eagerly let Jake lead her on, they walked out of the ranch and onto the trails. There were lots of hills, some trees, things Sam could barely see, and the smell, the beautiful smell...
"I love this smell," Sam blurted. "It smells very..familiar," She added, picking up a dead leaf that she stepped on and studied it.
"Probably does. You've lived here your entire life. Except for those two years when you had to live in San Francisco with your aunt Sue," Jake pointed out.
"Why did I have to do that?" Sam asked.
Jake looked down.
"Because of me."
Sam stopped in her tracks. Jake kept walking until he realized he couldn't hear her walking behind him. He turned around.
"Ookay..," Sam began. "So, I had to move all the way out to San Francisco with my aunt Sue for two years because of you?" Sam asked. "Tell me again why I was your best friend?"
Jake laughed. "Just..forget I ever said anything. Come on, I needa show you something. We're getting closer," Jake said, urging Sam on.
The sun was really coming up now. Sam and Jake had to shield it from their eyes as they looked around.
"Here, follow me," Jake said, taking Sam's hand. "We're gonna have to make our way around the creek." Jake explained. "Stupid rain," he muttered.
Sam could definitely hear the cascading rapids up ahead. The trees surrounding them were getting taller. "Woah," Sam said, making her way around a huge spider web. She had almost run into it. Was this small hike even worth what he was taking her to see? She sure hoped so, because if she felt another thorn poke through her skin, she swore she would-
"Aah!" Sam screamed as she tripped and fell into the creek. She was too busy in studying the stuff around her that she forgot to look down.
Jake rolled his eyes and sighed. "Brat," he muttered as he helped her out. Sam rose up and glared at him. "Don't call me that," she demanded. "I'm just not used to this," Sam said, shoving past Jake and shaking the water off her hands.
When Jake didn't say anything back, Sam turned around. He was staring up ahead.
"What do you see?" Sam asked, coming over to stand beside Jake. She didn't notice anything at first, but then, as if he suddenly appeared, Sam saw a beautiful, tall white stallion standing on the hill above them, gleaming in the sun, and prancing in place. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
Sam stood speechless.
"Wow," She said, when she finally could find the right words. "He's gorgeous."