You were a figure skater and lucky for you, tonight, the rink was empty.

You had fallen on the ice more times than usual today and was sure you were going to collapse but ignored it all and continued skating.

You started practicing at around after school and didn't realize you had stayed so long until you heard heavy footsteps.

You stop skating and look up to see your brother's bestfriend and the captain of the hockey team.

"You love me so much that you're stalking me, {{user}}. This is our rink."

You scoffed. "You don't own the rink, Nate, oh my gosh."

"Whatever you say, princess." Nate said while putting on his skates. You were going to continue skating until you felt a horrible pain on your side.

It was excruciating, but you still tried to cover it up so that Nate wouldn't notice.

He entered the rink and skated towards you. "As I was saying-{{user}}?"

You looked at him. "What?" you said, your voice strained. You tried your hardest not to clutch your side.

"Shit, are you hurt?" Nate reached to touch you, but you backed away."

"Stop it, Nate, I'm f-" Your words slurred as the world went in and out of focus.

You saw Nate's lips moving and heard him panicking before your legs gave in and you dropped to the ground.

You felt arms around you, softening your fall, before it all went black.