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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 22:00:13 GMT -5
Trixie watched him hide as she saw Daisy get antsy. She walked over to Daisy and hugged her neck trying to act like it was just a night ride, "ALONE". She sighed closing her amazing blue orbs praying for the best.
Dan saw Trixie and yelled, [WHOA] Carhartt slid then nickered to Daisy. Dan replied, [Where's Matt?] Trixie looked up and shook her head with a very confused look on her face, she was a great actor. [What you mean? I want on a night ride with Daisy. I wanted to get use to riding bareback. DO you not want me to like horses?] She sighed rolling her orbs as she looked at Dan innocently. Dan looked around and walked around a little bit. Suddenly Trixie saw the condom packet and walked over nonsulantly and stepped on it hiding it. Dan looked around...... He sighed thanking God he was wrong. Or so he thought. [I'm sorry I just thought. Never mind. YOu can stay out as long as you don't get hurt. I trust you.] He smiled as he hugged her and kissed her on the head. He then jumped on Carhartt without stuggle and cantered back home.
Trixie was shocked. She felt bad Dan trusted her for nothing. SHe walked over to the blanket and just fell to the ground on purpose feeling bad for lying almost regretting what she had done. SLowly she replied, [You can come out cowboy]
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 22:07:26 GMT -5
Matt watched the exchange, surprised that Dan bought it and amazed at Trixie's ability to keep a straight face. When he was sure Dan was out of range on his way back to the ranch, he came out of the shadows. She looked upset, which surprised him again. But at the same time, he was kinda glad that it went against the grain for her to lie. A girl that pretty who could lie that well...it could make a man mighty jealous. He knelt down on the blanket and hugged her close. "I'm still in one piece. That was some fast thinking you did."
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 22:15:46 GMT -5
Sighing she felt his hold. She soflty replied with her sweetly loving voice, [ Thanks. I feel kinda bad lying to him like that. I mean..... Once he fnds out then he rembers this night and then finds out I lied.] SHe stood up and turned looking at him and replied, [You don't seem, well worried about this. What are you going to do when he finds out. Just get up and leave and never see me again and not care about me or what?] This was bugging her. She was falling for a traveling cowboy that my just get up and go. Cowboys were natorious for that kind of crap. Looking at him she slowly walked to him and sat next to him again. So unsure she was falling , maybe, in love. SHe coudln't tell him not yet. He might get up and go. SHe was told cowboys never wanted to hang thier hats, RARELY ever.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 22:24:31 GMT -5
He ran a hand through her hair. He didn't really like lying to his boss either, but he had a feeling that Dan would not be very receptive about a relationship between his niece and a cowboy no matter what they did, or didn't do. "I know Trix, but did you see that shotgun he was carrying? You got to be the knight in shining armor tonight." He watched her as she stood up, but made no move to follow her. Come on Trix, you were the one who wanted me to hide. You want me to and I'll go tell him right now. I probably won't be going anywhere ever again if I do that though, he'll bury me on this ranch. I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here. If I do have to leave, I'll whisk you away with me. I even have room in that beat up trailer of mine for your pony."
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 22:27:55 GMT -5
Lightly smileing she felt better with his sweet vocals. She then sat back down as wrapped her arms around him and laye her head on his chest. He smelt like a cowboy, and she loved it. Slowly she closed her amazing blue eyes thinking about what the future might hold for her, for him, for both of them.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 22:36:50 GMT -5
The future for them suddenly held complicated possibilites. Matt had left the condom on, not knowing what the rest of the evening would bring. Now that it looked like they were about ready to head out, it was time for it to come off. He pulled it off and was going to just put it in his pocket to dispose of later when he realized that he could feel his other finger through the condom. "Shit!" The damn thing had broken. Oh shit. She could be... "Oh Hell! Trix...I...well fuck. The condom busted."
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 22:43:20 GMT -5
Daisy was feeling good. Better. She knew what he was doing as she stood up so it was hard for him to take the condom off. SHe walked over to Daisy and softly patted her neck. She hugged her tightly as she looked at Matt. She thought Matt was having trouble taking it off untill she heard her name. Hearing it she almost died. Her heart skipped a few bets as she just stood there. She looked at him then walked over to Matt and replied, [WHAT?! What you mean it broke. YOu mean I might be... I mioght be fucking pregnet?!] This was the first time she had ever cussed in front of Matt. BUt a good reason. She began to fee her stomach shurn and she was about to throw up. Slowly tears began to form. She then began to cry full large tears as she dropped to her knees. She held her head in her arms as she began to soab as she replied with her head in he hands, [God damn Matt. What are we going to do?]
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 22:48:09 GMT -5
Matt was a rodeo rider and had a pretty good vocabulary of 'colorful metaphors' when it suited him, though he usually refrained around the ladies. But this situation seemed to call for the use of cussing and a lot of it. Matt dropped down beside her and took her in his arms, pressing her against his broad chest. "Calm down sweetie. There's a good chance your not pregnant. And I'll tell you what I'm not going to do, I'm not going to leave. Whatever happens, I'll be here too." He wasn't exactly ready to be a father, wasn't even sure she'd want to keep it if there was a baby, but he sure as H*ll wasn't going to run out on her.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 22:51:19 GMT -5
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she soabed and wiped her face as the mascara dribbled down her thin cheeks. SHe heard Matt and slowly looked at him. [What are we going to do?! What if I am. Dan...........] She cried as she leaned into him with her head on his shoulder balling at the thought she could be this second bearing a baby. Know everyone was going to think of her as the town slut.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 22:58:02 GMT -5
Matt was a great guy, gentle lover, polite with females, but cowboys weren't know for being great tissues. Having a sobbing female attatched to him was a little disconcerting, mostly because he had no idea what to do. He wanted to be freaking out a little right now too, but that wouldn't help matters any. "I'll tell you what we're going to do, you're going to wipe your tears, take a couple of deep breaths, and then ride with me back to the ranch." He really didn't want to leave her alone at all, but the secret would be out if they were both gone all night. "Then we're going to wait until after the pregnancy test to freak out." Then he'd marry her if the situation called for it. He'd been raised by an outdated code, mess with a girl, get her in a family way, marry her. But marriage didn't sound too bad with Trix. He really didn't know her all that well, but there would be time.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 23:49:07 GMT -5
Fear as strucken over her........ She bowed her head a prayed to God, Asking for HOPE. That she wans't pregnant and she wasn't going to have to lie about everything. She didn't know how it could have broke. SHe was so scared and unsure of herself now. This as going to change her if she wasn't already pregnant. She probably wouldn't have sex till she was married or older then 21. Trixie was only 17. Suddenly she relized, [Matt! If I'm pregnant you'll, you'll go to jail. I'm only 17.... And your over the age 18. Oh my God!] She soabed harder and burried her head into his chest and cried.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 23:58:22 GMT -5
At this realization, Matt just closed his eyes. There weren't words that did justice to the utter helplessness he felt at the moment. One d*nmed little piece of latext was what had caused all of these problems. And she was only 17? She looked older. He knew she was young, but not even legal yet? It might have been easier just to let Dan shoot him. He let out a deep sigh and hugged her close. Jail was something he hadn't considered, but he knew that any prolonged amount of time behind bars would either kill him or drive him crazy. He was like the prairie hawk, flying free was the only way he knew, clip his wings and you might as well shoot him. But such thoughts weren't helping anything. "Well...d*mn. But that doesn't change things. We wait and I'm staying."
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 11, 2007 0:07:54 GMT -5
Breathing hard she looked a him. Slowly she stood up. She wiped her tears and brushed her hair away from her wet cheeks. Trying to stop the crying that diddn't help she was more worried about Matt. She looked at him and slowly replied, [No one needs to know your the father if I am pregnant. I don't want you to go to jail.....] She looked at him and walked to Daisy and leaned against her. If Trixie wasn't such a tramp, or so she thought this would have never happened. She was so angry at herself. Why sis she have to do things like this. This was far the worse and she knew there was going to be consequences no matter what.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 11, 2007 0:14:21 GMT -5
It wasn't that Matt wasn't worried, he just dealt with it differently. On the rare occasion that something got under his skin, he reacted with cold logic, a sort of defense mechanism that had served him well. He got wearily to his feet, grabbing the blanket and idly folding it. Then he walked over to Daisy and Trix. "We'll deal with that bridge when, if we get there."They could wait until she was 18 to let it be known that he was the father. If there was a child. So many damn ifs. Riding broncs was much less complicated, at least you knew from the get go that they were out to get you.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 11, 2007 0:19:42 GMT -5
God...... Slowly the stress began. Her stomach churned and her face turned almost green. Slowly she turned away from Matt and threw up. Slowly tears formed too. Now emberassed. e knows she throws up when she gets scared or has lots of stress. Trying to keep her hair out of her face she coughed real hard and then kept throwing up. Tears rolled down her cheeck as fear overwhelmed her and she wanted to die right there and then .
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