Post by donte5 on Dec 13, 2010 3:55:21 GMT -8
[/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font]After a while of walking she drifted into her own thoughts, not bothering to linger on what was happening now. Instead she went about thinking about mindless things that didn't particularly need planning right now, but heck she had a couple of hours to kill. Her first thoughts were of her horses, she still needed to get down and ride two of them and probably handle the youngster. But it tended to get much darker now which probably wouldn't leave her a lot of time to get out on the trails with her mare. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to ride the stallion. He hadn't been ridden in a while, well since her move down here, and she was afraid that death might occur. She had been lunging him of course but she was yet to sit on him this month. It was a daunting task to say the least. Maybe she could convince someone to do it for her. Although she didn't know anybody who in their right mind would agree to climbing aboard a young breeding stallion which hadn't been ridden in a while.
She certainly wouldn't.
She was still consumed in her thoughts when she heard yet another car drive past her. She looked up to watch it go past but before she realised what was happening it was too late. The wave of water came down on her, soaking her coat through. The droplets of water even managing to get down her coat and on her dress. Which in turn stuck to her skin as really it wasn't the strongest material. She actually felt like crying, in fact she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She shook the arm which had taken the brunt of the splash, her coat now clinging to her arm due to it's dampness. She turned her gaze to the roadside, surprised the car had actually stopped. And then she noted who it was. She really had to hold herself back from launching herself right at him, if she did she'd probably do it in a screaming, hysterical fashion. Complete with arm swinging and leg kicking. She was even less happy when he decided to smile at her, as if everything was just one big joke. She had to walk home like this if he hadn't realised and it was still raining.
"Gee, thanks." Her voice low and accompanied with a sniffle. She knew if she started to cry now her tears might never stop. It was like unleashing the gates of hell when she started to cry and what would he care anyway? It seemed as though he'd purposely set out to make today a complete misery for her and he'd succeeded. "I'm sure." She stated, disbelieving that it was unintentional. "Now I think you've got you're own back don't you, so if you could just leave me alone. That would be great..." Trailing off she started walking again, and as soon as she thought she was far enough away from the man she let herself cry. It was the only way she'd feel better, she was always taught to let it out and right now she really needed to get it out of her system. The bastard. It started with just one lonely tear, then another and then a third and then the floods came. The tears came quicker and she fought with herself to catch her breath in between odd noises that came out her mouth. You know the sort of weird noises everyone makes when the really cry. Those weird noises. Which probably made her sound more like she was laughing than she was crying. But no, that sarcastic prick had reduced her to this. She tried screwing her face up to stop the tears from coming but they pursued in their efforts to escape her eyes.
Why were people so ugly when they cried?
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TAGGING Lincoln&&Irish
WEARING Coming
NOTES d'aww poor thing
MUSE my radiator
CREDIT Specifically to me, Donte! I will beat you if you try to steal or do steal.[/COLOR][/FONT]