JACK'S POV

I woke up next to still-crying María and left the room. I set up some cereals on the table counter and waited for her. Whilst I was waiting, I took her helmet in my hands and examined it closely. I sat down on a chair when I heard her sniff behind me. I didn't turn around so I wouldn't make her feel uncomfortable, and waited for her to walk past me. She didn't.
I turned to see a smile creep on her face as our eyes met. Her eyes were slightly red from crying.
"What are you staring at?" I asked with a smile.
"I was just thinking about yesterday" she walked towards me, half asleep.
"Don't think about it too much, it's-"
"No, no. Not last night. At the stables, I mean. Stella doesn't usually let anybody get near me..."
"Well, I suppose she liked me" I smirked.
"You don't understand, I was just saying that she'd never let anybody near me whilst we're together; it doesn't matter if it's a human she knows or another horse..." she trailed off, "...not even when Mikel and I were ok..." she added, barely audible.
"Who's Mikel?" I asked. She froze in place. There was an awkward silence between us when she spoke up.
"J-just an old f-friend of mine..." she stuttered, I knew she was lying, but if she didn't want me to tell me, I suppose that was okay. I walked to her and hugged her.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, got it?" I asked, pulling away. She nodded.
A weird kind of silence grew between us. Whilst I thought of something quick to say to break the silence, she added in a low voice:
"I need to see Stella" she mumbled.
"Ok, I'll drive you if you want. But first, eat something; I don't want you fainting on top of that beautiful friend of yours" I chuckled a bit, as I turned to get a spoon for her cereal.
"She's not that bad" she giggled.
"NOOO! Of course not!" I said, sarcastically.
"You just don't know her" she accused, she was right though, "I bet you two would be great friends, if you gave each other a chance"
"Oh, yeah, let's be friends with a 500kg creature, shall we?" I laughed, causing her to chuckle. "Ok, I'll try. For you. Now eat"

MARIA'S POV

Jack insisted on driving, so I had to give in and guide him. It didn't take too long.
I didn't know what was going on, why did he care about me so much? If you think about it, we were only other' fan. Oh, María, shut up, you're only pissed because he saw one of your breakdowns and your stupid brain can't process what was going on. True. My brain wasn't exactly prepared to process good stuff. Oh, so now him catching me having a breakdown was something positive? Well, in the sense that he could help you to overcome- No, no, no, I won't do that to Jack. He had his life and his fans, I couldn't just drag him to my fucked up life, no way.
"Earth to María?" Jack waved a hand in front of my eyes.
"What? Sorry, I was just thinking-" I rubbed my eyes, we were already in front of Stella's paddock, she was in front of me, waiting for some kind of response from me. I stared into her eyes; she knew what happened last night. She just pinned back her ears forcefully and galloped off, sending kicks all over the place. Jack looked at her like she had grown a third ear or something. When she came back, I stroked her hair and smiled a her.
When we got to the outdoor corridoor, I tied Stella to a pole. I went to get her saddle and briddle, finding Jack making odd faces to Stella and Stella holding back a kick.
"What? You can't stand the fact my hair's cooler than yours?" he said shamelessly. Stella pinned her ears back and she had one of her back legs ready to kick something. Jack noticed this too, but kept smiling. This is going to end badly, I thought. I looked to Stella, who had surprisely calmed down. What was up with this girl? I walked to them.
"Ok. Stella stop eyeing Jack as if you were about to murder him" she gave me a but-he-started-it look whilst Jack laughed at her. They both looked like little kids.
"And Jack, stop teasing her" he pouted, looking at me with his puppy eyes.
"Damn, you two could be siblings or something if it wasn't because of the species difference" I mumbled, girthing Stella. Once her bridle was on, I asked for permission to go to the medium-sized arena, which was prepared for jumping.

SPECIAL POV: STELLA

Yay! Jumping at last! I was fed up with dressage and normal classes and I wanted to run and jump. There were two more horses in the arena: Oteado, a spanish stallion, and Igor an arabian stallion. Let me tell you, stallions are stupid horses. They're always like: Food! I love it so much. People! I love them so much. A mare! I'd love to smell her. But not Oteado, he was sassy and got heaten up easily. He had been like a father to me since I got here and he was my best friend.
I looked at him, who seemed to be as happy as I was for seeing him. María led me to the center of the arena and hoped on the saddle. She put the stirrups two points higher and made sure the girth was properly adjusted.
Jack stared at me and I turned my head to him. You know that some people say that horses, somehow manage to see if you trust them? Or they know how to look at you to know what you're hiding? Or weird stuff like that? I think that's actually true. From the moment I met María, I knew I'd love her, you just saw it in her eyes; she would be sweet and understanding with you, but she would kick you hard or show you a whip, if you needed it. Every time she'd fallen off a horse, she stood up again without blinking, scared of fearing the horse and never riding again.
She always said: "Life is like a horse; if you want to be succesful in life, you have to lead your life to where you want to go. Sometimes the wind scares your life, or something runs in front of it and your life tries to run away from it, if you stay up or fall down, that's up to you, but if you fall, you must get back up. Otherwise, you'll get scared of your life, and never live again."
Funny how she followed this pattern in the arena but not in her actual life. She was trying, though, but fucking Mikel calling her at 1:30am telling her he'd find her didn't help her recovering! I knew that guy would hurt her from the moment I looked at him in the eye; an unexperienced actor, thinking he was at the top of the world, breaking hearts and stuff like that. Ugh, so disgusting. Since then, María's male friends were all Level-1 enemies to me. Even Ruben and her siblings.
Not Jack, though. The reason I haven't kicked him or bit him yet was because something in his eyes told me he'd take care of María, if I wasn't around. I didn't want to admit it, but my over-protective insitincs told me Jack was a fine man, who'd take her of my little girl. He had a look in his eyes... childish, slightly immature, energetic, but at the same time serious, when he wanted to.
María pressed her inner leg (the leg closer to the center of the arena) forward and the outside leg back and pulled the reins a bit, a way to indicate me to canter. When we did three circles cantering, she led me to the first obstacle.
I already saw it and sped a bit and jumped, María lifting up with me and not sitting down again. It felt like flying. I could feel a fearless María on top of me, smiling like an idiot but keeping her position. I felt Jack's eyes on mine. He looked amazed by the scene. Jump after jump he smiled more, if that was possible. I shook my head happily, letting María know I was enjoying this. She patted by neck and pressed her inner leg more, indicating me to speed up.
She felt so free and careless when we jumped. It made me happy.
I eyed Jack for a second. No way his hair is better than mine.
Maybe I should give him a chance, after all, my mare instincts were never wrong...

Notes

It took me a while to write this because I'd had a small breakdown and had to stop. I'm ok now! :)
I've been thinking of doing Stella's POV but I'm not sure..., what do you think?

Tittle credit: Paint You Wings by All Time Low.