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LET IT BE
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By: Barbara
Speak
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Arianna Dubray is nothing like
the girl she left
in Baltimore. Once a Prada shoe wearing, Michael Kors bag
carrying, on top of
the world seventeen-year-old girl, Arianna knew that her
life would never be
the same when she got out of the car in middle-of-nowhere
Montana.
Canyon Michaels is the keeper
of his own dark
secrets. Plagued by his family name, he's forced to prove
the town wrong and
make it on his own.
The last thing Arianna needs is
a reason to stay,
but with every passing day the decision to leave becomes
harder. Once their
paths cross nothing can tear them apart, other than the
secrets that start to
surface and the nightmares that soon become their
reality.
second time I had seen it as it was the first. Nothing was
endearing or cute
about it. He must have bought it off an elderly farmer who
couldn't drive
anymore because no one would be selling this beast in a car
lot that's for
sure. Opening the door, the same wave of stale cigarette
smoke hit me. This
time I slid myself over to the passenger side and rolled
down the window doing
the same on my side after I was done. The cracking noise
could still be heard
when I pulled the door closed too.
"I can't say I
expected you
to change while I was in class but it sure would have been
nice."
I put the key in
the ignition and
turned it over only to hear a click and then
nothing.
"NO, NO, NO!
Please don't do
this to me!"
Four more attempts
with the same
result. Nothing.
"SHIT!"
I pulled out my
phone to call for
someone to get me but that someone didn't exist. He would
rather me never come
back. My mother wouldn't dare go against his wishes and
Shelby obviously can't
drive.
Grabbing my purse
and backpack I
started doing the only thing I could, I walked. I tried to
find positive in a
negative situation but there really wasn't one. My feet
hurt, I was thirsty and
if one more person drove by staring at me without even
offering me a ride I was
going to flip out. I thought country people were supposed to
be nice. Isn't
that what everyone says? Well, they're wrong or there aren't
any in Highgrove,
Montana.
My cell phone died
sometime
around four-thirty. Well, that was the last time I
checked it and around
ten minutes later it was dead. I had been walking for over
an hour and a half
and saw a total of two cars.
"WHAT THE HELL
HAVE I DONE TO
DESERVE THIS?" I screamed it at the top of my lungs
hoping God would just
finish the job and take me out of my
misery.
All of a sudden, I
heard the
engine of a car coming from behind me. This was it. My final
hope for humanity
to restore itself. It got closer. I could feel the wind
change and the
vibration within it.
"Please,
please be someone
nice enough to give me a ride or someone crazy enough to off
me ‘cause I can't
take this anymore."
I turned around
just as the truck
approached me praying for a miracle but sure enough the
prick kept his foot on
the pedal.
"That's
fucking it!"
I grabbed a handful
of rocks from the
side of the road and threw them right at that pretty truck
he was driving.
"Have that,
asshole!"
The brake lights
came on just as
the clang from the rocks started hitting the tailgate. The
tires screamed
against the blacktop while the back end kicked to the side
from stopping so
fast. My eyes practically bulged out of my head when the
driver side door flew
open.
"OH,
SHIT."
And oh shit was
mild compared to
what I would have said if I had known who the fury coming at
me was before I
decided to throw rocks at his truck. How could I not have
thought it was him? I
had seen that truck before.
"WHAT THE HELL
IS WRONG WITH
YOU?"
"ME? YOU’RE
THE ASSHOLE THAT
WOULDN'T EVEN STOP FOR A POOR GIRL WALKING DOWN A FREAKING
ENDLESS ROAD!"
"WHY WOULD
I?"
"UGH!"
I can't believe I
did it. Never in
a million years would I have ever even thought to do
something like this but I
reached down in my rage, grabbed a handful of rocks again
and threw them right
at his chest. Wall of muscle or not he could take that and
suck on it.
Author
Barbara Speak loves nothing more than being allowed to share
her ideas and
thoughts through books that so many enjoy. When she's not
writing she's caring
for her son and daughter along side her amazing husband in
rural Missouri. She
has 5 more babies but these are covered in fur. Bode the
boxer, Tucker the
beagle and Lily, Callie and Connor her
kitties.
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