After the race I ran into Nathan again. He started being short again and was a absolute butt hole. I was so sick and tired of it. At one point when he texted me a demanding text, I wanted to call Jack and tell him to end the partnership right then and now.
Then Rosie vented to me when she got back to the room, "I have no clue what Nathan's problem is, but he is being so rude and mean to me. I thought he was going to slap me at one point. Why? I have no clue. I wish you would do something about it cause I feel like I'm being abused."
"That brat. He needs a lesson."
"Let me go get my bat."
Rosie laughs and we continue to watch "50-1", even though what Rosie said ticked me off to that max. Nathan was NOT going to mistreat my team or he could kiss Duchess' butt bye. Then of course at my favorite part of the movie, I get a text from Mikkie saying how he is so mistreated.
"That's it!" I yell.
Rosie jumped. When she saw me get up she laughed, "Mm somebody is going to die tonight."
I didn't care that I was about to be wearing a grey tank and navvy blue jogging pants with Keds. That was my style and people would have to deal with it. I went up to Nathan and Micheal's room. Luckily, Micheal was there an answered the door when I knocked.
"Caitlyn? What are you doing here." Micheal says. I say nothing and walk right past him. When Nathan sees me come in he jumps off of the couch and pauses the movie they were watching which looked like "Transformers: Age of Extinction". I just stood and stared at him with my arms crossed.
"What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me? Come here and I'll tell you," He walks over to me and I slap him. He grabs his face.
"What was that for!?"
"Your attitude," I say and stomp towards the door, "Good night, Micheal." I say in a kind, soft voice.
"You too." He says on the verge of laughing. When I get into the hallway, he shuts the door behind me. I make my way to the elevator. The doors open but just as I'm about to walk in, someone grabs my arm and yanks me around. I find my self face to face with the heathen named Nathan.
"I don't want to talk to you right now, and-"
"And you have the right to." He says placing a piece of my hair behind my ear. Just to be mean I pulled it out from behind my ear. He made a face.
"Look I'm not going to put up with your stupid "I'm sorry" games. I don't want to see you, again. Don't be surprised if this partnership is ended by tomorrow because my whole TEAM and even ME have been mistreated! Y'all think your something special. Well, you ain't special to me!" By now I was yelling. I yank my arm from his hand and get into the elevator.
"Caitlyn! Woah now. We need to talk this out." He says getting in behind me and blocks me from getting to the buttons.
"Uh, excuse me, you are sort of in my way," He smies, "Oh I see, your trying to make me look like the bad guy. Well, basketball is about to pay off." I run out of the elevator and towards the emergency stairwell. I ran down instead of up, but he somehow caugth me on floor two. I just ran down 6 flights of stairs and was exremley out of breath.
"Praise God for fast elevators." He says snikering.
"Do you not know when to leave a girl ALONE?"
"Not when the girl is as pretty, stubborn, and as funny as you are when your mad."
I tried to hold back a smile, but it still found its way on my face. We stood in silence for a second.
"How about a walk?" He says.
"Well there is a little park next to the hotel."
"Okay, but know I will be extremely mad if we get lost in the pitch black."
"Don't worry you'll have me and park lights."
I huff, "Like that makes everything better."
We walked out to the park in dead silence.
"So why are you mad at me?" He says.
"Did you not listen to anything I said?"
"No I was to busy admiring your cuteness and realizing how I truly felt about you."
"Well, here is the chase here. You were being a absolute butt hole today, and ever since we became a 'team', " I make a quotation motion with my hands, "we haven't been one. My team and even I have been mistreated and tossed around like trash, and I'm tired of it, Nathan, absolutely TIRED of it."
"Um excuse me you need to talk to your trainer Jones he is the real butt hole. He has mistreated ME and MY horse. He told me Emily was spoiled and all that junk. How do you think I feel? He has been rude to my team; therefore you need to just stop.
I grab his shoulder, and we stop walking, "Why didn't you tell me this?"
"Why didn't you tell me about this."
"I did! I am right now. That is why I slapped you in the first place."
"I'm sorry Caitlyn. I should have communicated with you and told you. I just overreacted."
"I'm the one who should be sorry. I'm a girl and girls are known for overreacting and as you can see I overreacted greatly."
"I have a right to be sorry because I happened to hurt the feelings of the prettiest girl in the world."
"And I made the sweetest and hottest guy in the world feel like a butt hole and even called him a butt hole!"
A smile quickly filled his face. He grabs my arm and brings me into a hug, "I knew it.," I laugh, "Caity."
"Yes." I say muffled in his shirt.
"I don't want to scare you, but I love you."
"Don't worry because I love you to, and it feels good to back in your arms since last time it was for grieving, this time, because of something totally different."
He pulls me a away from his chest and kisses me on the lips. I wrap my hands around his head, and he brings me in closer. We pull apart after what seemed like a split second when in reality it was a long time. He takes my head in his hands and kissing me on the forehead. We sit down on a bench and not another word was shared. He held me in his arms, and I knew I was were I belonged. His arms were comfort and security. I found myself quickly falling asleep.
The next morning I woke up still in his arms on the bench. His eyes slowly opened. Then he saw me, "Good morning, Beautiful."
I knew I was with who I needed to be with, and I knew he was the one.
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The Big Miracle(Sequel to "The Super Filly")General Fiction
Duchess life took a turn, a tragic one for the worst. With a fractured long pastern she is sentenced to death, but will she overcome her injury and rise to the top. Or will Caitlyn let Duchess go and turn to her rising star Celtic Phantom? Find out...