A Haunting Past
by Crystal Diamond
Photo credit: Kapa65 via I'd Pin That
One fall. One mistake. One consequence. I had died inside when that day happened. I was finished. With horses, life, everything. If you just gazed at me you would think I was a happy fifteen year old, but if you looked deep into my eyes, you would realize something was wrong. Every time I laughed, the light wouldn't come into my eyes.
Every nice comment seemed real at first, but slowly, you would realize I was forcing out my kind words. Who would bring me back to life? who would realize I need help?
I was sitting in the car, watching my mom as she was talking to a man at a boarding facility for horses. Sighing, I looked down at my hands. Tears were threatening to spill over my face. When I looked up again, the man my mom was talking to was looking at me. He then looked down at my mom and nodded, walking away.
My mom quickly went back to the car, knocking on my window. Without looking at her, I pressed the button to let the window down. "What?" I asked quietly. My mother seemed uncomfortable. Good. She should be. I never wanted to ride another horse in my life. It was her fault that she decided it would be good for me to ride again.
"You're enrolled, Catherine." My mom said quietly.
I took a moment to compose myself before I got out of the car. Might as well give some mercy to her. Never said I had to actually *ride*.
Walking up to the facility, I could easily see it was a nice boarding house. There were warm hues everywhere and there was a nice smell about the place (which is hard to understand). Walking up to a stall, I saw a beautiful mare, obviously pregnant.
My mom's gentle hands pushed me slightly to keep walking. I was lead to an office where that man was. Looking down, I shook his hand firmly.
"I'm glad you decided to join," the man said in a bright voice. I wanted to roll my eyes.
I nodded, not knowing what else to do. There was a slight uncomfortableness in the atmosphere. I could feel my cheeks start burning up.
"Well! I'll uh..show you to your horse." The man said. My mom must have thought this was a good time to leave, because next thing I knew, she was kissing my forehead, telling me to have a great time. And then she was gone. Leaving me. Alone. With this man. Alone.
Walking ahead of me, the man said, "I'm Tyler. I own this place. And your name is Catherine?"
I cringed. "Cat," I said quietly.
"What?" Tyler said, confusion clear on his face.
"My name. It's Cat. Only my mom calls me by my full name."
Oh, no. The uncomfortableness again. Quickly my mind thought about a few words and I blurted out, "How old are you?" My eyes grew wide as Tyler stopped walking to look at me. Sure, he was young-looking, but not young enough for me to ask that question! My blush grew stronger.
"Eh..I mean-I don't-umm..never mind..." I mumbled.
Tyler laughed, his blue eyes bright. "I'm thirty-nine."
My jaw hit the ground. Thirty-nine?! What the?!
Tyler laughed again. "Old, right?"
I laughed a little.
"Anyway. Here's your horse!" Tyler said, pointing to a beautiful horse in a stall.
My breath was knocked out of my lungs. She was mine? I almost squealed. Almost. But then...
"Thanks.." I said in a dead tone.
Three girls walked by, in riding gear.
The blonde spoke first. "You're lucky you know. Best horse we have."
I looked her over. Seemed nice enough.
Then the red head spoke, "I'm jealous for sure. Take good care of Splitter, K?"
"Splitter?" I asked.
Then the dirty blonde answered my question, "She was spilt from her mother at birth because her mother rejected her. And from then on, she was called Splitter. Nice horse. Just not.. me, if you know what I mean." Then she winked at me.