8. Bailey
Nice Boy
I had been sitting here... for at least an hour... I don't know.. I don't really know what happened - I was riding Spirit on a small trail... it wasn't a hard trail it wasn't one I was worried about that's for sure... something must've spooked him - and then it all goes black
I didn't think anything of it- I've been knocked off a horse many times... I've blacked out a few times... it's normal.
But when I went to get up- to find him - I couldn't put weight on my right leg - and my right arm is all cut up.
So I crawled around a little -trying to make my way back... but it hurt so bad I just decided to sit here against this tree praying to God they found me before nightfall.
But I knew they wouldn't get worried until nightfall - and once night hit - that's when things got dangerous.
I heard rustling - I assumed it was Spirit running around - but I looked around and saw nothing.
"Bailey!" A voice said before I felt something grab me.
"God, what are you doing? Where is Spirit?" Johnny asked, standing behind Zack who was assessing my wounds.
"I'm just chillin." I said coolly.
"Then let's fucking go- I'm fucking tired." Johnny said walking away.
"Johnny, we have to find Spirit." I glared at him. Now was not the time for one of our fights.
"He's probably already back home."
"Can you walk?" Zack asked lightly. "Did you hit your head? Did you black out?" his hands held me still as he looked me over, he moved the hair out of my face so his eyes met mine – he wanted an answer. Was he actually concerned?
"No, well yes...but- my leg.." I said quietly, embarrassed that I was hurt. How could I do this? How could this happen? The day before thanksgiving!
"How about I wrap my arm around you... I'll support you... We'll look for Spirit on our way back - okay?"
"Okay. What if we don't find him?" I asked as he helped me up. I slunk into his side, not being able to hold myself up. his grip on me was strong but soft, he was warm and he smelled good – walking back could take forever and I wouldn't mind.
"Then tomorrow is a fresh day, we'll have all day to search for him." He smiled.
Johnny had already started home, I wasn't surprised.
"Ow." I muttered as I took a few steps. Even with me bearing all my weight on Zack- pain still radiated through my body making me dizzy. "Zack... I can't." I said as I allowed myself to fall to the ground.
"Come on Bailey, We're almost there." He said trying to help me back up.
"Hey, guys!" Johnny called back. We were now at the edge of the field - he was up at the barn. It was just a hair under dark.
"You are no fucking help!" Zack yelled back up at him.
"I'm sorry." I said looking up at him.
