"sleeping on the black top" Yellowstone fanfiction

8 "nothing else matters"

My shovel grazed the ground, shoving everything into piles just to be scooped up and dumped into a wheel barrow. Not sure how long until my trust can be trusted again. I made sure to be on my best behavior but holy shit was god fucking testing me. WHAM. I hear the wheel barrow fall behind me. Before turning around I took a deep breath in aggravation. "Oops" Beth's voice snickered. I turned to look at her. She gracefully walked by "Restart peasant" she held a smolder. I stared at her. I dropped my shovel then followed behind ready to strike "What are you doing up so early" I heard rip spoke. She held her hands behind her back as she approached rip flirtatiously. "Couldn't sleep" she said. "Hmm" he walked over to the pen I just finished shoveling. "Why isn't my horse saddled?" He questioned. I looked up at him with confusion. "I uh-"
"Why the fuck isn't my horse saddled! Neither is Duttons!" I kept my head down as rip was the only man I became scared of. "I wasn't told to do so..."

"You're at the bottom fancy. It's your fucking job. Learn your fuckin place fast missy" he held his finger out, pointing at me with disappointment. I stood a bit fearful to move. "move! Let's go! Do your fucking job come on!"  he spoke again. I ran my way grabbing his saddle aggressively. I began to strap it in place. My heart was pounding with rage, I could feel him behind me watching."You've taken long enough move" rip shoved his big hand into my chest, dropping me to the ground. I stared up at him clenching my jaw trying to hold back my anger. "Are you fucking serious!" I scoffed as a stood up. From mid silence I Suddenly heard Rips hand sore across the air. His hand landed against my throat slamming my back up against a steel fence. I sunk my nails into his wrist. "This is your last warning you fucking bastard! Your last! You respect me! You respect everyone around you! You're nothing fancy! You will always be nothing! You'll never be powerful! You'll never be tolerated! You will never be loved! You lost everything! You got nothing to prove! Grow up! sit your ass down and do what you're told!" I shoved his hand off my throat. "Whatever you say dad!"

"Keep it up fancy" he spit as he spoke.  I walked back to the barn rubbing my throat. I was so angry. I was so mad I was ready to lose it. I was ready to break down in sorrow. I ran my filthy hands through my hair trying to compose myself. I was breathing fast and hard I was furious. "You alright?" Lee spoke softly. I looked over at him. He had his livestock agent uniform on. He was about to leave for work. "I'm fine" I rubbed my face trying to compose myself. He groaned softly as he ran his thumb over the bruise on my throat along with the healing welt on my face. My cheekbone was shattered and my cheeks were a healing black and blue. "It'll be alright baby" he spoke sweetly. I stared at him as my anger came to an ease. He cupped my cheeks then flashes me a sweet simple smile. "They didn't take your badge?" He looked down at the blood on my shirt. He lifted my shirt. "That's what their gonna talk about today" he sighed "gotta go to court" he looked at my wounds noticing an open stitch. "Shouldn't I be the one going to court" I asked as I pulled my shirt down. "It's not regular court. It's my father, Jamie and I sitting infront of Felix, begging for his forgiveness"  Lee rolled his eyes. "You need to patch this up soon fance" his thumbed grazed over my wound very gently. I pushed his hand away as I stepped back from him. He watched with furrowed brows. "You alright?" He question. I gulped down my sorrow. "I don't think we should see each other anymore" I spoke up. He stared at me with puzzled eyes. "What are you talking about?" He shouted softly. "I don't think this is a good idea. I care too much about us to let this keep going Lee. It's better if we keep this professional" my voice cracked slightly. "So I risk my father's reputation and my badge for this!? I risked everything going down hill for you! A chick like you!? You're kidding!" I stared at him in saddened horror as he yelled. "Embarrassing! I waisted years to be dumped by...well by you! Jesus fuck!" In rage He slammed another wheel barrow I had filled up to the ground. he then slammed the barn doors, causing the wood to split. My skin began to crawl. My heart crumbled, all I could feel was agonizing pain. What was left of My heart was pounding. I felt like I could faint, how could he be so cruel. Rip was right. It makes me sick to know rip was right. He broke my heart while there was no one to cry to. Then I decided to try to live my live independently. Every time I glanced in the direction of him, it would just kill me.
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