We drove in silence as I followed the directions Reagan had placed in my phone. She stared out the widow biting her lip as we drove. “Do you want to tell me where we are going?” I asked her. “Umm ya it’s just up the road we are almost there.” She said. We had been driving for a couple miles and I hadn’t seen a house. Finally as we turned a corner a two story farm house came into view. “Pull down that driveway” she pointed at the house. I pulled down a long driveway that wrapped around the back to a garage that looked like it could be a separate house. The porch went all the way around the house with shrubs that were spaced a foot apart. The white railing matched the white house that had large windows everywhere. A solid red brick chimney rose out of one side of the house and the brown shingles blended in nicely. The second flood had three windows that popped out of the roof which I imagined are connected to three separate rooms. The yard had a lush green lawn that looked perfectly ma
“Tiny wait! I’m sorry!” Mason said grabbing my arm. I tried to pull away but he was stronger than me. He pulled me close wrapping his arm firmly around my waist as he kissed the top of my head. He knew how much I loved when he did that, he also knew I honestly couldn’t stay mad at him. “Mason you know Jason and I are only friends, I can’t believe you’d ever think that.” I couldn’t help the pain in my voice.The tears were threatening to break free. “I know, I know, I was just jealous…” the panic in his voice was evident as he held me tighter. No, no not this time, I’m not letting him off the hook this easy,“Mason just take me home!” I said breaking free of him and heading for the truck. “Tiny its late lets just stay at the hotel like we planned.” He pleaded with me. “No Mason you can stay I’ll drive myself I just want my own bed.” I started to walk around to the drivers side. He placed his arm on the truck blocking my path and opened the passenger door. I climbed in not bothering to
Jack was waiting when we arrived looking chipper as ever. “Hey Jack this is Riggin, Riggin this is Jack my coach.” I said turning between the two of them. The confusion on Riggin’s face was priceless. “Nice to meet you Riggin, are you going to get on the mat?” Jack asked looking Riggin up and down. It took him a moment to realize what he was talking about. “Haven’t decided yet.” he said. Now it was my turn to be surprised. I gave Jack a hug as he checked me out. “What happened to your eye?” I had forgotten about the cut above my eye. Before Riggin could fill in the blanks I hurried and answered. “It’s nothing I tripped and hit my head no big deal.” I played it off. Riggin tensed up but didn’t say anything. “I’d tell you to go easy but I know better than that.” He said in a serious tone.Jack is one of the only people who takes me as I am. He doesn’t try to sugar coat anything and thats what I like most about him. “So I know you aren’t big on girls but” Jack started saying grabbing
I wait for her to make a move first, taking her in and giving her a chance as we circle each other. Her footwork is great she is light on her feet but she is leaving her right leg open to me. I jab at her head to knock her off balance but I don’t shoot. I’m curisous what she’s got and I promised Jack I would go easy on her. “Come on girls stop stalling” Jack yells and a slight smile flashes on Jennifer’s face as she lunges forward grabbing my head. I lock on to hers as she tries to snap. I grab her wrist. I don’t pull on her right away though I let her think she has the upper hand.She tries to spin me and I keep it controlled but I can tell she thinks she’s has me and I’m just waiting for her to make her move. She’s cocky which is going to be her downfall. I keep her close to me not letting her swip my leg. I snap on her softly not wainting her to know I’m just toying with her at this point.She goes for my leg and I whizzer on her, but I let go of her jumping up without attacking h
Reagan I saw white lights flashing in my eyes, moving quickly and slowly simultaneously. I felt hopeless when I slammed my right foot into the floorboard, pushing the imaginary brake on the car’s passenger side. Suddenly, I was watching myself, unable to look away from what was about to happen. I opened my mouth, screaming at the top of my lungs, gasping for air as no sound ever escaped my lips. My body tensed muscles I didn’t know I had suddenly tight and aching, trying to protect my stomach from the impact that was about to occur. I tried to move, but I was frozen with fear. A strong arm wrapped around the front of my chest, reminding me I wasn’t alone. Mason… Mason was driving. He was trying to save me as he turned the steering wheel so the driver’s side of the truck would take most of the inevitable impact. Violently, my body jerked forward as a snap and searing hot pain tore through my shoulder. Immediately, guilt overtook me. I didn’t put my seatbelt on, and now I am going to di
Everything after that was a blur. I don’t even remember boarding the plane. I ended up having a 2 hour delay which made my anxiety levels go through the roof. I should have just taken my jet but I wasn’t thinking straight. By the time I remembered it was too late. I called Steven and let him know I wouldn’t be able to make it to dinner. I felt relieved to be getting away from him. Steven is a nice guy, he’s a businessman, lives for the city life and is very handsome. Any girl would be lucky to have him if they could handle the fact that he is married to his job. Which is what I like most about him. But lately, he was getting clingy wanting to spend more time together. I don’t know why he has to go and ruin a good thing. I made it clear from day one that I wasn’t interested in a serious relationship, I was only looking for someone to accompany me to social functions and maybe dinner every now and then. In return, I accompany him to his business parties. Plus it kept my father and brothe
Riggin “You have gotta be kidding me,” I groaned as I heard Reagan scream down the hall. A quick glance at the clock let me know I could’ve slept for at least two more hours. Now what do I do? Should I check on her? She made it quite obvious last night that she thought I was the scum of the earth. I still couldn’t believe how someone as beautiful as her could be so rotten inside. Her father was such a good man, even Randle but wow. I could hear her footsteps coming down the hall slowly. With each step she took the boards creaked loudly. I peeked out my door, she was a short little thing probably 5’2 I would guess a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, maybe. Her blonde hair was a mess on top of her head. It was actually quite cute. You could barely see the hem of her shorts under her dark hoodie. She continued to tip-toe towards the door finally giving up and slipping out. I made a mental note to grease the hinges. Where is she going at this time in the morning? I walked up to the
Reagan I was so lost in thought listening to my music I didn’t even know what I hit. All the air in my lungs left leaving me gasping, everything was spinning. Strong arms wrapped around me as I felt my body hit the ground my vision darkening. ”It’s okay”, I heard a voice in the distance say. It seemed far away at first. I tried focusing on the voice unable to calm myself. “I’m so sorry I didn’t see you.” the voice was panicked. “Breathe Regan” recognition hit me it was Riggin. “Thats it slow breaths.” air was slowly returning to my lungs but I was struggling to keep it under control. I can’t let him see me like this, I tried to pull away from him but he tightened his arms around me and whispered in my ear, “It’s okay, deep breaths” fighting him was taking too much energy, the loss of control consuming me. “Relax, breathe in 2, 3, 4, and out 2, 3, 4.” I tried to breathe in rhythm with his count, concentrating on his voice and nothing else. My ribs felt like someone was crushing them