The Truth Hurts`

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"The truth is, people want me dead. And I don't blame them." "How does that make you feel?" "Are you really going to sit here and play the cliche therapist and ask me how I feel?" She sat there blankly staring at Siena. "Fine. It makes me feel pretty shitty. My whole hometown calls me a murderer. My boyfriend killed people who we've grown up with. And I... I had something to do with it. So yeah, I feel pretty shitty." "Why do you still call him your boyfriend?" "Just because he's dead doesn't mean that ended our relationship. I still love him." "Isn't that a little strange? Wouldn't he want you to move on with your life?" "What's it to you? All I know is that I'm leaving this shady fucking town and I'm never looking back." "Is that how you want people to remember you? The one who ran away from their problems?" "Whether or not I leave they are still going to talk. So what does it matter anyhow? And as far as you go, for someone who is supposed to make people feel better, you suck at your job."

And just like that Siena walked out of her therapist's office, drove out of that town and never looked back. There was nothing there that she missed besides Miles, her brother. Everyone else could go to hell for all she cared. They were the people that decided their fate. Everyone at Clearmont High decided their fate. The whole small town was lucky Nick didn't go after them. It's not like Siena intended for the hit list, or better known to the press as the Little Black Book, to actually become a reality. Everyone had their monsters, Nick's just ran a little deeper. He went through with it, that was the only difference between them. She wasn't some psychopath that people should worry about. Well, in some way they should watch her back instead of their own. She was more likely to stab her own self in the back, and that's to be taken literally.

Techno, Siena's large Oldenburg, walked along the frost-bitten trail. In the morning's it was cold enough to leave a frosty dew on the grass, but not too cold to snow. That was one thing she missed about Washington, it snowed. But that wasn't a reason to pack up and head back home. Oh no, there were plenty of other places that snowed. Besides, Addison was just... temporary. Especially since people around here were too scared to even look Siena in the eye. She had a hard-exterior, no doubt about it. Tech lowered his head and snorted. Siena patted the sorrel's neck and sighed. He was the only thing at this point that gave her reason. They immediately bonded. Which ultimately wasn't surprising. Siena was an animal person. And it was secretly one of her dreams to own a horse. In fact, she had a lot of secret dreams. And the way her life was panning out now, they weren't anywhere close to falling in love with some cowboy who changes her, moving into a cute farm house, getting married, and starting a family with her as a stay at home mom. Just thinking about it stressed her out. She lit a cigarette, putting it to her mouth. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.



i believe i told some lies /open. im holding onto all i had /558.
i believe in butterflies /done. go to hell some other day /outfit.
saying sorry for when i was bad /notes: omg, i'm so all over the place. this is kind of a horrible post, but it could be something interesting.... trust me itll be ok REAL SLIM SHADY !?

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[ghost8]

Vivian slammed the truck door and full out sprinted into the barn where she knew that the animals would be waiting for her. At least something in her life was steady and reliable. The 24 year old red head yanked the tack off the wall and raced back to BIG RED's stall. The large warmblood stallion was waiting for and gave her a nicker of greeting. Vivian set down the tack more gentely and gave him a huge hug to which he returned. Slipping him a treat she grabbed his lead line, halter and Led him out of the stall, tossing the lead line over the big bays neck she had a spurr of the moment decision to go bare back riding, so she put the tack away and but a bridle with no bit over his head and lead him out. Vivian hoped to god that everything would be easy for her again seeing as she had ridden bareback in at least 3 years. Some how managing to hoist her self up on to the large warmbloods back a tingle of anticipation trickled through her.

She warmed him up first because even her most urgent impulses would not make her take the chance of Injuring her horse. 20 minutes later they were an there way. Pointing him toward the head of the trail she urged him into a canter and had the satisfying feeling of the cold wind whipping against her face the stinging sensation. Seeing a clearing far ahead she new there was a huge field beyond it and pushed RED into a gallop. Seeing the huge fence a head she didn't even slow down she new that red could jump it with ease. Approaching the fence she felt the large horse underneath her, the warmth and the coiling of muscles and then they where soaring high over the fence clearing it with inches to spare. Landing with a thud Vivian turned her horse toward one of the opposing trail heads. Red was thundering across the field trearing up ground in great chunks. Though as they got closer to the mouth ouf the trail Vivian slowed him down to a canter than to a trot. Trotting along the trail for about a mile she saw through the tree's another horse and rider. Looks like someone else had the same idea buddy, Vivian spoke to her bay stallion. Good thing he was as tame as a dog and had no problem with other horses even mares and pushy geldings. "hello?" Vivian called out softly to the swiftly approaching horse and rider.

[sienajadore]

Siena hadn't taken the time to get to know anyone around here. It was kind of pointless seeming she didn't get along with many people anyway. She came off as cruel to most. Which, they weren't entirely wrong for thinking so. It's not like she wanted to uphold the image of being the bitch, she just didn't know how to change. Some part of her wanted to wipe her memory of her entire past. Her parents, that damn school, the shooting, even Nick. Another part of her wanted to keep her headstrong attitude and mean nature. It was hard to make the decision on which she wanted. She was never one to try new things, but moving was new, so why not at least try recovering. It would surely take one step at a time, but it could be worth it. Who would be attracted to someone who was consistently rude? Nobody. And if somebody did, they shouldn't. Siena always believed people should respect themselves by involving themself around respectful people, yet she herself was the polar opposite. Always had her guard up, she didn't have time for people to break her. She was already broken.

Techno started trotting without direction to. The gelding was a ticking time bomb, he was stubborn and did what he wanted. Siena pulled back on the reins to bring him to a halt, she squeezed her left leg and pulled the reins to the right spinning the large equine in a circle and stopping him once he completed the 360. He put his head down as if saying he wouldn't get out of hand anymore. "That's what I thought." The Oldenburg put his ears back eyeing the trail ahead of him, he snorted with his head low. A normal sign of a bucking outburst for a regular horse. Siena knew he wouldn't dare, it was sort of just a threat. He would never do it, but he thought he was tough and macho when he did. "I don't think so, buddy." The gorgeous sorrel sighed, his posture returning back to normal. Siena put the cigarette back up to her lips and took a long drag. She waited seconds before letting out the toxic smoke. She had so much work to do if she wanted to better her life. Swallowing hard she closed her eyes for just a moment. Her body moved with Tech's slow walk. Just before she put him into a canter she heard someone off behind her. Turning her head, and looking over her thin shoulder she could see someone not too far behind. She was getting closer by the second. Siena stopped him and turned him to face towards the stranger. "Hi?" She called back caught off guard.


i believe i told some lies /open. im holding onto all i had /457.
i believe in butterflies /done. go to hell some other day /outfit.
saying sorry for when i was bad /notes: Super short.. trust me itll be ok REAL SLIM SHADY !?

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