Forbidden Love

In a small town there's always a scandal. But never something on the scale of this stature.

Derek Masters has lived through hell. That's putting it lightly. When he was only just entering teen years his girlfriend was killed in a bitter rage. Then the mayor of his town passes the Law,


Farmers and City Folk Will Not Mingle, Flirt, Romance, or Marry. Under the decree of the Mayor.


You see that could be a slight problem for our Derek Masters. In his freshman year of High School he fell in love with Daisy Malone.


The Mayor's daughter.



Daisy Malone has a secret. She's in love with a farm boy. With the initials DM.

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5. Chapter Five

Instead of taking Betty and Alex home he went directly to his house. He had an hour before he had to meet Daisy and he was sure Alex and Betty would be fine without him. 

"Uh Derek what happened to taking us home?"  Derek decided to stay quiet, he would explain later. He pulled into his drive way and put the truck in park.

"Betty, Alex I needed to talk to you guys. But I also have to meet Daisy in an hour so instead of taking you home, I'm giving you my keys and I'll ride my horse to school tomorrow."

"Is that legal? To ride your horse to school?"Betty asked nervous.

"Yes, I know neither of you have cars so you know. Betty, please."

"Alright I'll take your truck to school tomorrow. Be careful alright?"

"Alright Derek what do you want to talk about?" Alex offered.

"So when and why did Natasha try to kill Cara?"

"She was going through the lunch line, and she looked up suddenly and she lunged towards Cara and she tried to shank her with a pencil, it was horrible, luckily Cara moved so Natasha landed in the mash potatoes. As they were taking her away she was yelling 'I'll get you Derek Masters I'll kill you!'"

"Wow, uh yep well she's locked up in the Loony Bin right?"

"Only for evaluation, she's a mastermind at deception, she could manipulate them into thinking she's perfectly normal and Cara was the one who tried to stab herself and Natasha tried to stop her. You need to be careful." Betty said, worried. "I don't want anything to happen to True Grit. I don't think its safe for her to be outside this sanctuary."

"Alright fine, after my meeting with Daisy I'll drive you home."

"Thank you for understanding Derek. We'll be inside. Go check on your horse and go get her." Alex replied. Derek left the keys in the ignition and walked to the barn. True Grit whinnied in her stall, and he looked up, there was Natasha smiling deviously at him. She held a pitch fork in her hands, turning it over and over menacingly. He heard his father's voice outside and Natasha dropped the pitchfork and frowned, she was unhappy.

"You girl what are you doing in here? You disturbing the horses you are." His father's inarticulate sentence came as a shock to Natasha and she ran off.

"Dad thanks that girl is crazy. She's in love with Daisy and wants me dead." Derek ran over to True Grit and checked her over.

"Is she alright? No blood or anything?"

"No she's fine, just frightened." He cooed to True and he saddled her up and rode out of the barn keeping an eye out for Natasha. He arrived at the secret place and dismounted. He saw Daisy looking into the creek and he went over to her. She was crying quietly.

"Daisy darling what's the matter?" she turned to me and it wasn't Daisy a wig fell from the girl's head. I cried out in disbelief as Natasha came closer to me, smiling an evil smile as she raised the knife just over my heart, my life line, where my love for Daisy resided. Is this how I would die? At the hands of a crazed lesbian cheerleader? My life flashed before me and I heard a loud thundering sound and I opened my eyes, True Grit had stomped on Natasha, True laid on her side, gushing bright red, no, no not her not True. I lunged for Natasha. She screamed as the knife skidded into the deep rushing water, never to be seen again. I was over her, my fist raised to punch her face when someone came rushing out of the bushes. She took the distraction to overwhelm me. We rolled, falling into the water, I saw a flash of blonde hair, and brunette. Daisy and Betty. I was being helped up from the water with the help of Alex.

"Where is Natasha?" I said gulping in air, and spitting up water, it tasted sour in my mouth as I coughed up blood. I had lost a tooth. "Jesus she's strong."

"Cheer Camp will do that." Daisy tried to smile. She looked over to True's still form. "No! Not True! That bitch!" she raced over to her and she started to sob, True was the only thing other than me that truly accepted her for who she was. Now True was gone, my baby was gone. I got up and walked slowly to True's lifeless body and collapsed next to her. I cried not caring that I was supposed to be a man, a farmer who had no emotions. I cried for my baby, I cried for my best friend, I cried because she had saved my life. In the last moments of her too short life she had shown the power of her loyalty and love for me. Daisy came closer to me, at her nose. I held her head in my lap, as I did when she was freshly born, and needed to be fed by bottle. Daisy sat close to me petting her cheek. I watched as my tears hit her shining black coat and as I watched as her eyes dimmed of life and her coat started to dull. She was truly gone my True Grit was gone, dead gone from this world. I rested my head on her's so my back was arched and gut wrenching sobs erupted from me. Emotion like this was so uncommon for me, Daisy was scared I could feel it in the air. Alex held Betty close to him as she cried. Betty was there when True was born and so was Rebecca. She was the last thing that had tied us to Rebecca. Now True and Rebecca were gone, their lives both cut too short by jealous people.

Another form burst from the bushes, it was my father. He took one look at True and understood. He helped me up, I was reluctant I didn't want to leave her. I wanted to stay with her. What if she wasn't dead? What if this was a dream and she was sleeping in her stall. I started to pace around rattling on about this and everyone looked scared and worried, Alex came over to me, held me firmly by the shoulders and slapped be a crossed the face. He was worried.

"Dude, True is dead, Natasha killed her. That bitch will pay but only if you get a hold of yourself."

"Your only as weak, as your enemies make you out to be, but as strong as their belief that you are weak." Betty said we turned to her trying to recall who had said that but not recalling anyone she supplied, "I write quotes when I'm bored this one seemed to be right for the situation." 

"Well little Betty you'd be correct." my father said. Help me dig boys." he said turning to Alex and I. He handed us shovels and we began to dig True's grave. I cried with each shovelful of dirt and stone. We dug where her blood had stained the grass. Alex looked at me with appreciation and compassion. He respected me for my love of True. Alex was Daisy's cousin I realized.  I looked up when we dug ten feet down and eleven feet long, and 5 feet a crossed. I climbed up using the shovel. I saw the Daisy and Betty had made a Grave marker with make up and stone. Daisy was spraying it with hair spray. It read,

'HERE LIES A TRUE FRIEND. WHO DIED PROTECTING HER BELOVED FRIEND, BROTHER, FATHER, AND PROTECTOR. REST IN PEACE TRUE GRIT' 

Tears pricked at my eyes and went over to kiss Daisy's forehead. "Thank you."

"Derek! Help you fed this horse well." I went over to help them roll True into her grave. When she was laying on the bottom I threw a daisy down there, and a dandelion, she loved Dandelions.  I threw down some sugar cubes as well, followed by more tears. I helped my father and friend cover her with dirt. When the dirt was patted down and the marker placed I knelt at the base and cried they left me alone and started the long walk back to the farm house. When I was sure we were alone I started talking.

"True this is all my fault. I should have walked or taken the four wheeler. I knew that you would be safe there but I wanted to feel close to you. I am so sorry True. Thank you for saving me, you didn't have to really. I love you True. You were the best friend a guy could  ever hope to have. I loved your quirks, and your pranks. The way you just accepted Daisy with open hooves. I will forever miss you, and I can't help but wonder if my forbidden love was the cause of your death. I don't blame Daisy, you and her are the best things in my life. You in the past tense now I guess. Well I guess this is good bye old friend. You got me through some tough sh*t, say hello to Rebecca for me and your mama."  I got up and started walking home, the full moon showing the way. Home wouldn't be home without waking up to care for True anymore. No other horse will do. What am I going to do? I've lost a friend, a baby, my daughter to a degree. 

I reached home and my mother was there with hot chocolate saying Daisy had given a ride home to Betty and Alex. I sipped at my coco and I pushed away my food. I could not eat, I couldn't watch TV and I certainly couldn't face the man who helped me bury her. 

"Mama I'm goin' to take a shower and hit the sack."

"Do you want to go to school tomorrow dear?"

"Yes I'll go, its better than starring at her empty stall all day."

"Derek."

"Mama please, I feel guilty as it is. True was murdered protecting me from a crazed cheerleader." she fell silent and hugged me. she released me and returned to doing dishes. Wrapping up my food and putting the plate in the fridge. I climbed the stairs and didn't bother with the shower although I should get the blood off of me. I couldn't accept washing off the scent of True just yet. I just laid there. Unopened texts from Daisy, Alex, and Betty piling up on my phone. A picture of True and I sat on my nightstand and I placed it on my second pillow. I started to cry, like I did when I lost Rebecca. The texts stopped coming and I fell asleep. Sometime in the night my mother stole my keys and disabled my alarm clock.

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