I run frantically, mind racing. My judgement clouded by anxious thoughts. "why me?, oh why me now?" I self question as I reach the rink. Once I walk into the main area, Yuko smiles at me and lets me go in. I mumble thanks to Yuko as I tie up my skates. While I slowly skate backwards I can finally breathe and think straight-ish. I begin to think as I quickly change directions on my toe. In this distant mindset, I never notice my fiancé is sitting on the edge of the rink watching me like a hawk. As I skate, the pain of my bruised and cut anxcals dissipates. This life I live, it's useless as am I. I am only of use to those in need of a punching bag and my fiancé. In this life I've had hideaway my past. For my past has many secrets never to be shared or given others, The truths that pain me. I'm quickly snapped back to reality as I trip over my own feet, hitting the ice painfully. Suddenly with speed that is not human, Victor is right beside me. "You alright Yuri?" He asked me with the care of a family member seeing to a child who has tripped. I nod and make a motion to the gate at the edge of the rink, he nods and helps me up careful not to hurt me.
As soon as I'm on solid ground and I've taken off my skates, I run to my hidden room. I'm running as frantic as before,stumbling over everything till I reach the room. For their In there is my hidden safety. Once inside I remove my restrictive workout shirt and put it on my sweater. In the sweater I truly feel safe, for the warm and soft material provide a reaslece, I longed for. As I sit with it wrapped around my waist, the relaxing memories hit me in a wave, like waves upon the sand. I feel like everything is finally clear, that this sweater is a escape from my anxiety and my reality. I jump as Victor opens the door and walks in quietly whispering my name with the care of someone who's searching for a lost puppy. I try to hide my sweater and my tears as I slip back into my workout shirt. As he sees me, he carefully kneels down and asks "are you all right?". "I..I can't do anything right." I whimper though tears and painful sobbing. We sit there for I don't know how long until I decide to climb out and leave with him. After a ride home,he picks me up my teary eyes and carries my small sadness wrecked body carefully from the car to our home.
