AN-ok so there may be a few things wrong in this story when it comes to jumping and all that this was written forever ago and thought I would post it. If you guys like it I could continue on with the story.
Summary- Elissa Stark, Eli for short fell in love the moment she saw Parker. No one thought they would work out. Everyone said she was crazy, he would never amount to anything, yet she proved them wrong. Up until the accident that took the life she knew away and the horse she loved. Her parents made her leave the "horse world" and Parker behind. Three years after the accident, now on her own she goes back to the world of horses and tries once again to pick up where she left off with little hope of ever seeing Parker again.
Chapter 1- The Accident.
"Easy boy." Eli said as she ran the hard brush over Parker's chestnut body, "You are such a red head." The horse twitched at every touch she laid on him. He didn't bow away in pain or fear he was just one of those truly sensitive off the track thoroughbreds. She thought back to the horse Parker had been two years ago. She remembered how everyone said he was dangerous she hadn't wanted to admit at the time but they were true. He would rear up at someone and try and kick them, he would bight them, but not in the way most horses do. He went for blood, he wanted to hurt any human that came near him. Eli shook her head as she continued to groom the horse. If she had been treated the way he had she would have been the exact same way, many told her to give up on him, but she saw a look in his eyes a look that seemed to connect with her soul. It seemed to tell her he only needed someone to listen, someone to trust.
Keeping him at Red Crest Stables wasn't exactly easy. Many girls had their imported warmbloods horses that would be considers "made." As her friends from school called them. "Silver Spoon girls." Most of the people at the stable were stuck up, they looked down on the crazy OTTB. It wasn't like Eli's family didn't have money they were well off and boarding at the stable wasn't a finical burden, but it wasn't in her parents cards to pay a huge amount of money for a horse. She had only gotten Parker for $200 and that had been because her father had believed in her. Perhaps the only one that ever did.
A pain hit her heart as she thought of her father. Three days after buying her Parker he had died in a car accident. Perhaps that was another reason she had been so set on braking through to the horse, Parker was the last she had of her dad. Her father had understood horses at one point in his life he had almost been headed for the olympics before a bad fall forced him to stop competing and become a teacher. He was the one that told her he would never pay an large sum for a horse, it didn't matter where they came from you had to look a horse in the eye and it had to speak back. Up until the day Eli found Parker she hadn't understood what he meant. At the auction he had been closed into a small stall that he could hardly see out of. She had looked through the bars into the dark stall and her eyes met his he had fire in his eyes mixed with fear. She had finally seen what her father spoke of, Parker spoke to her. She had said Parker was the one and her father never argued. He payed for the horse and they took him home.
Parker tossed his head and snorted as another rider walked up she had her arms crossed and didn't look happy. Eli looked up and wanted to roll her eyes. Danielle.
"Why are you still waisting your time with him?" Danielle asked her voice seemed to startle Parker, "He's so jumpy."
"They always say the alert ones make the best jumpers because they are always scoping everything out." Eli said, she had read that some where once she wasn't sure if it were true of not, but she hated that Danielle always put Parker down when ever she got a chance.
"What ever, Impala is a great jumper and she isn't spooky and freakish at all." Danielle turned and walked away as she yelled to a groom to get Impala ready. Eli shook her head again. She never understood why people couldn't groom their own horses. How could they not want to? Grooming and tacking your horse, spending time with them built a bond. It didn't matter the money you spent on any horse you needed a bond. Even the best trained horse won't have the heart of one that is trying simply for the love of the one on their back.
"You ready to ride buddy." She said patting his neck, Parker turned his head to her then tossed it as he danced sideways causing her to smile. He made many people nervas, but not her she felt safe with him even when he was his what she called "special" moments.
Fifteen minutes later she had Parker tacked up and in the ring warming up for her lesson. She watched as Danielle and Impala came into the ring as well, Thursdays they always had their group lesson together. She cringed as Danielle pulled hard down on the four year old's mouth. Danielle wasn't the type that should have bought a green horse, she had ridden made horses all her life and gotten the idea she could ride anything she was lucky Impala was as calm as she was or there could possibly be a very bad situation. She felt Parker tense under her when ever Danielle's voice pieced through the air yelling at Impala for something. Turning her attention off the poor mare and back to her own horse Eli went back to her warm up hoping the trainer would say something today. She knew when he father was the trainer he would have said something to Danielle, he would have already pulled her from the lesson and off the back of the young horse and put her in her place. The replacement trainer, Annie was a great teacher, but she seemed to turn a blind eye to the rich "silver spoon" girls especially Danielle.
Everything was fine for most of the lesson, of course Annie said nothing to Danielle about being to harsh, to heavy on her hands she ignored it. By the time it got to the jumping Parker had calmed and knew he would get to do what he enjoyed most. Yet Impala seemed to grow more and more tense. Every course got better and better for herself and Parker, but Danielle and Impala began to fall apart. Just as the thoughts came to her mind that Annie had better pull Danielle and Impala up before someone got hurt she wanted Impala finally snap. Over the Oxer Danielle caught Impala hard in the mouth. Eli didn't hold it against anybody for sometimes catching their horse in the mouth, sometimes it happened, but Danielle never gave Impala a realize and at 3'6 you had to have your release down. She also wanted to yell out that Impala shouldn't even be doing the hight yet the poor mare hardly knew what jumping was.
Impala came to the last oxer and came to a sliding stop, Danielle stayed on but pulled hard on her mouth and smacked her with the crop the mare hopped a few times and Danielle pulled hard on the mares mouth again. Feeling as if she couldn't say anything, couldn't yell anything as her voice seemed to leave her. Impala reared up Danielle still some how managed to stay on as Impala then bolted strait through the jump polls flying every where spooking the mare even more. At this point Eli had to look away Parker began to react to the scene. His body was tense and he began to crow hop as the polls made loud clanking sounds as they flew to the ground. She tried to pull Parker up to make sure she stayed clear of Impala, but was to late she heard Annie yell something. She looked up and as she did she fell from Parker's back her foot getting caught in her stirrup. Next thing she knew Impala seemed to try and jump them, but be on top of both horse and rider. The two horses became tangled on each other and Eli was stuck in the middle.
Her final thoughts weren't of herself or anyone else it was simply the horses. Was Impala ok? Was her beloved Parker ok? Then her world went black.