All Chapters of Shattered : Reagan & Riggin: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It didn’t take me long to saddle him up, Cougar had become my absolute favorite horse to ride, he was so smooth it was like he glided across the ground. I still had about an hour before the sun would start setting so I started off at a pretty quick pace. The weather was cooling off and there was a slight breeze in the air. Once I reached the edge of the fence line I slowed down so I could make sure that everything was holding up, there was nothing worse than not knowing there was a break in the fence until your cows end up in the road. Mr. Sutherland always hassled me for being too thorough with my fence checks but I honestly just enjoyed the ride more than anything, plus I was able to save myself some major work by catching things early with my frequent checks. The sun started setting as I reached the back half of the pasture and I knew it was time to start heading for home. As much as I tried I couldn’t stop thinking about Reagan, she had seemed so scared and fragile today. I still

A knock at my door startles me, “Come in” I say not looking up from my mac, I hear the door open as I finish up my last email. Closing my eyes and resting my head against the window for a moment. Sometimes its so confusing keeping up all the lies to everyone. I wish I could just tell them but I already know what their reaction would be. I need to just keep doing as much good with the money as I can. I frown thinking about the day they told me about the money and that it was now mine. The guilt that had hit me that day was more than I could handle. Riggin clears his throat startling me I had forgotten someone was at the door, assuming it would be Aunt Linda so he took me by surprise. “Sorry I was just finishing up some work.” stop apologizing to him, you never apologize to anyone so don’t do it to him. I chided myself for once again letting my guard down. “What can I do for you?” I say more seriously doing my best to remove any emotion from my voice. It has become a defense mechanis

“Spencer we’re going to go for a little walk if you want to wait in the car or outside its up to you.” I tell him and start to head off in the direction the teenagers were heading a second ago. I don’t wait for Riggin to follow if he doesn’t want to walk with me I’m not going to make him, but it only takes him a few seconds to catch up to me, I relax once he’s there. I didn’t want to admit I wanted him to walk with me so bad. We walk in awkward silence the first block, neither one of us saying what we want to say. “Say something will ya?” I shouted louder than I meant to but I just can’t handle it anymore. I would rather have him ask me questions I don’t want to answer than say nothing at all. “What would you like me to say?” there’s a hardness in his voice that makes me feel guilty for running out of the car. “I don’t know… anything!” I say exasperated and running my hands down my face. I want to scream or hit something I want to tell him how he is making me feel and I probably sho

Josh didn’t seem one bit nervous as we rode the elevator to the fifth floor. A nurse had informed us that Mr. Sutherland was awake when we arrived and that he had moved to a private room. “It’s kinda odd that he has a private room isn’t it?” Josh asked me as two people exited at the third floor leaving us alone. “I don’t know maybe they have the room?” I just shrugged my shoulders at him. I have a feeling Reagan has something to do with the private room but I don’t want to say anything to Josh about it. Finally we arrived on the fifth floor and Josh walked up to the nurses desk to get directions. This wing of the hospital was set up in a block with hallways that branched off to dead ends and rooms on each side. I didn’t have to ask Josh the number, I could see Spencer sitting outside one of the doors reading a book. My stomach was in knots, if Spencer is sitting there that means Reagan is here. I’m not sure why I’m nervous, my palms are s

When we got home I dropped Reagan off letting her know I’d be back after I helped Josh unload the goods from our trip at the house. None of us had spoken for the rest of the ride home. “What was that all about?” I finally asked as we started to unload the truck not caring to put the items away but just worrying about getting them into the house. Josh was on edge ever since he had woken up and every time I glanced at him he had his eyes on Reagan watching her every move. “What was what about?” He tried to act coy. “Really… She bit her lip so hard it started to bleed! And didn’t stop! Josh! I’m getting really tired of being the only one who doesn’t know.” I don’t want to play games, I’m tired and my nerves are shot. He doesn’t answer me right away, just keeps hauling in the bags from the truck. Once everything has been brought in he went into the kitchen and grabbed a drink from the fridge. “Want anything?” he asks me “No I’m okay,