&& b.roken h.earts [parker]

[Cheyenne Kings}]

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Cheyenne }}
&& baby it aint supposed to be this way;
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Chey sat cross legged up against the couch, a notebook filled with wedding plans open on her lap, but she didn't see any of the words. Her mind was in a million different places. First was Alessandra's baby. Sebastian's son. Their son. She shook her head, still not able to believe it. Even if Alessandra didn't expect Chey to take the baby in, or Seb to be a father figure, it would always be in the back of Chey's mind. She had a half-son. She passed a hand over her brow with a sigh. That was a scary thought. And a painful one. It hurt to think of Sebastian with another woman. But she supposed he needed someone to fill the gap in his heart, just as Chey had. She winced at the thought of Parker.

She hadn't talked to him since Sebastian had showed up, and that had been almost 2 weeks. By the way news spread around here she was almost positive he had heard about the wedding already. It killed her that he didn't call; he must know. Parker. Had she loved him? Sure. Just in a different way that she loved Sebastian. She loved Parker for giving her back what she had lost when Seb left. She loved him for what she was around him. But she loved Seb more. She always had... It killed her to think of how it must have hurt him to hear. His girlfriend's ex had showed up after two years and then BAM; suddenly she was engaged? How did that happen? She sighed. Why did she always have to hurt the one's she loved?

She wanted to apologize, to explain things, but she hadn't found the courage yet to pick up the phone and dial those 7 memorized numbers. What was she supposed to say anyway? "Hey, well I'm guessing you heard about me and Sebastian... Sorry. I loved you, but I loved him more" Yeah, that would go over well. She sighed again and shut the notebook. Things always had to be so complicated didn't they. Her and Sebastian couldn't just be happy and enjoy being fiances. No, obstacle after obstacle had to come up in front of them. Well, she guessed it was her fault. She couldn't really blame anyone else. Her head jerked up as she heard a knock on the door. Who could that be? Sebastian wasn't supposed to be home until later that evening...

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[>Parker Jackson<]

Parker
"She got me speedin' in the fast lane..."

I sat in my battered black truck, tapping my hands on the steering to the music. I half smiled as the truck and trailer pulled into Pinewoods Drive. I had been away from a few weeks, in Arizona training my new stallion. Now it was time to come home. I was happy to be able to see Desires again and for Dakota to come home finally, but I was a sad about the news I heard a few days ago, Chey had moved on and I was pushed out of the picture. She was now getting married. I sighed and pulled into a trailer spot, I turned off the truck and rushed to the trailer to get Dakota. The grey stallion reared up when I tried to get in the two horse trailer. After the ground rumbled at his hooves I dashed to his head and had him get out of there. I knew he needed space after the long drive. I lead him to the stall next to Desires, who whinnied a happy hello to me. I sighed and put my back to the stalls, sliding down to a sit. I sighed again and watched the passing people, every other person stopping to look at me as if I was from outer space or something.

I soon got up and walked out to my truck. I undid the trailer and drove off. I was going to Chey’s house; well I guess it was Chey and Sebastian’s house now. I had to see her. Something inside was eating at me. I knew it was going to awkward and I didn’t know what to say. Maybe if I just saw her I could think of something. I sped down the road, thoughts rushing through my mind. Soon, I reached her street and I pulled up in front of her house I cut the engine. Now that I was here, I still had to rack up the courage to go to the door. I sighed again, man was I a mess. I got out of that stinking truck and walked up the way. I reached the door and took a deep breath. I looked down at myself and assessed my clothing; hopefully I didn’t have a stain or something. Instead I saw some overworked jeans and a dark blue tee. My boots were worn almost to the point of no return, but that was natural. I moved my fist slowly up to the door and knocked.

"...petal to the floor mayne."

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[Cheyenne Kings}]

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Cheyenne }
&& I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here;
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Chey slowly rose to her feet, a confused look hovering over her expression as she walked to the door. But when she opened the door her expression completely changed. Shock. "P-Parker!" She stammered, instantly feeling her mouth go dry and legs go weak. Of all the people, it had to be him. She stood there for a second in shock before regaining her senses. "Uh, come on in..." She said, tension lacing her tone as she moved out of the way to let him in, keeping her eyes to ground and not making eye contact. She closed the door with a click and brought her eyes back up to his level.

She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again, biting her lip and finding herself at a loss for words. By the look on his face she knew he already knew. Chey placed her hands in her back pockets for want of something to do with her hands. What was there to say? For some reason she felt like she was suffocating. "Hey, I'm guessing you heard..." She began slowly, swallowing hard. "I've been meaning to tell you..." She started again, feeling a lump build up in her throat. No, there was no way she was going to cry. She was sick of crying. "Look, I'm sorry" She said shakily, her voice faint and barely audible.

She just wanted to disappear. What had she done? She could only imagine how he felt. Actually she knew exactly how he felt. That was her two years ago when Sebastian had left. There were no words to describe it really. Lost, confused, angry, empty? A hundred terrible emotions rolled into one. She hated herself for putting Parker through that. She lowered her eyes to the ground again, not willing to let him see the tears she was hiding. "I'm sorry" She whispered again. But even she knew that those three simple words wouldn't fix what she had broken.

((OOC: EDIT - found some extra muse so I made it a little bit longer and changed up some stuff ^^))

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[>Parker Jackson<]

Parker

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I was surprised at her face when she opened the door, I knew she didn’t want me to be here, but I went into her home anyways. I stood in her entrance and let her say what needed to be said; I think that’s what needed to be said though. Yet, it all didn’t seem right. I nodded and sighed. ”It’s not your fault, you just found someone…” I began to trail off, losing my train of thought as if the tracks just stopped. I kept my gaze at her eyes, even though I knew she was trying to hold back the tears. I had been told of her past, and I knew she did to me what someone basically did to her, without the engaged part. I couldn’t take it to see my friend cry like this. I knew she was just going to be a friend now, hopefully.

I shifted my weight to one leg and sighed. I just about said something that moment, but I did want to say it. Why was it so hard to communicate with her at the moment? Maybe there were too many emotions flying. Maybe I should have just stayed at the barn and went on a trail right with Dakota. Maybe I should shut up.

"...I always swore to you I'd never fall apart."

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[Cheyenne Kings}]

Cheyenne }}
&& it kills me that I hurt you this way;
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Chey felt another stab at her heart at his reply. Why did he have to be so understanding? He had every right to be angry at her, right? True, nothing he did would change her mind. She loved Sebastian and she was getting married, but still... maybe if he was angry at her like she deserved she would feel less guilty. But he didn't yell, he didn't show any sign of anger; which somehow made it even worse for her. She looked up with tear filled eyes. "It is my fault though!" She cried, finally loosing it and letting a few tears slide down her face. "I should have told you" She said, throwing down her defenses and wrapping him in a hug.

"You deserve better than this..." She said quietly, burying her face in his shoulder and trying to get her own guilt off her chest. It felt wrong with him holding her like this, she belonged in someone else arms... but still something made her hold him a little longer, perhaps trying to will away the pain. It was really for his benefit she told herself. Maybe she could take it all back. She knew it would have been better if he had never known her... Then she wouldn't have hurt him like this. She pulled away from him now, taking a deep breath and wiping her cheeks dry. God, she just had to cry didn't she? She attempted to force a smile on her face to relieve the tension, but it felt strained. She was being so stupid...

Chey sighed, biting her lip again. She still felt horrible. Parker was such a great guy and she had practically thrown him in the dirt. It wasn't that she never loved in; in fact she had loved him very much. But it was different with Parker... she cringed at the word replacement. No, he wasn't that, but he had shown her what it was to be happy again after Sebastian left, and she loved him for that. It seemed clique but she hoped with all her heart that he would still want to be friends after all this... She couldn't bear it if she lost the one person who had helped her through all those hard times.

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