can we talk about this later? your voice is driving me insane.

are you mad at me?

what? no, i’m not mad at you. why would you ask that?

you don’t want to know what they did to me.

what am i supposed to do without you?

you really scare me sometimes.

please don’t yell at me.

i’m not yelling!

…what did you do?

i love you, but no fucking way.

you know, you’re a really shit liar.

please don’t go. please don’t leave.

give me one good reason to stay.

is that blood? are you bleeding?

i’m fine. it’s nothing. it’s just a little blood.

you don’t have to do this, you know.

i’m sorry, okay? i’m sorry.

do you really think sorry will make this better?

it feels like one of these days you’re gonna kill me.

they could’ve fucking killed you. what were you thinking?

you can’t just act like you’re not hurt. i know you are.

you’re really going back to them? after what they did?

they don’t love you.

i don’t love you.

Once everything was unpacked and she felt a little more relaxed, she grabbed her camera and headed to explore the rest of the large ranch. The scenery was nice and the air was refreshing (when it didn't smell like hay or animal waste) and Mia let her curious nature lead her wherever, only happening upon a man who looked like he belonged there more than she did. "Hi," she started, trying to ignore how ruggedly handsome the man was. "Do you know who I talk to about doing some horseback riding? I've never done it before and I kinda wanna learn."

@notroubadour

it is a small town . . . so when a flashy and expensive car turns down gravel near his home, the news reaches his ears before the woman is standing in front of him. city folk . . . usually the barren land scares them off before anything else. but at the woman's interest in horses come up, he couldn't help but smirk. his gaze lingering over her small frame.

" well, first thing, sweetheart, you shouldn't start off with kinda wanna learn. y'ah do or y'ah don't. " his eyes narrow on hers while he contemplates on taking her up on the opportunity. " i know some about ridin' . . . but it'd have to be done early in the mornin'. you up for that? "