The Player's Losing Hand - (Love Island the Game FanFiction)

Chapter 37: The Floor Is Lava

Song for Skye's POV -

Don't know just where I'm going
And tomorrow, it's a little overwhelming
And the air is cold
And I'm not the same anymore
I've been running in your direction
For too long now
I've lost my own reflection
And I can't look down
If you're not there to catch me when I fall

If this is the moment
I stand here on my own
If this is my rite of passage
that somehow leads me home
I might be afraid
But it's my turn to be brave
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye
At least it's the first day
of the rest of my life
I can't be afraid
Cause it's my turn to be brave

And I might still cry
And I might still bleed
These thorns in my side
This heart on my sleeve
And lighting may strike
This ground at my feet
And I might still crash
But I still believe

- Idina Menzel -

Chelsea paced back and forth in the hallway outside Skye's room, biting the manicured tip of her thumbnail absentmindedly.

Every so often she would pause... stopping long enough to stare in through the glass of the door at the three figures within.

Lucas watched her, his forearms resting on his knees as he sat in one of the chairs in the little waiting room alcove on the opposite side of the hallway... "Darling, you're wearing a groove in the flooring pacing like that.."

"They've been in there a long time right? It's not my imagination? I mean... a loooonng time..." she asked, the stress apparent in her voice.

'Yes' Lucas thought to himself as he watched Henrik moving around in the room speaking animatedly and running his hands through his hair in apparent frustration... 'way to long...'

Skye had asked for privacy, which they all wanted to respect... but this was hard for Lucas to watch the expressions on his friend's face and hear snippets of the murmured conversation, yet not be by his side for back-up.

At least Henrik had pulled the privacy curtain open when he arrived following Skye's call to him requesting he join she and Bobby so that they could all three have a long overdue conversation.

This way their friends didn't feel SO out in the dark... as opposed to the very long time that Skye and Bobby were alone with the curtain drawn for privacy. Whatever went on in that time was a mystery that only the two shared. He didn't know if Skye realized how hard Henrik took that.

The devastated and thunderstruck look on Henrik's face a few hours earlier when Skye's parents blocked him from entering her room was burned into Lucas' memory.

It had been awful....

Taking a break from being with the twins in the NICU, he'd just wanted to come check on Skye...

Nothing he had said calmed his friend, and after standing in the hallway fidgeting for about 15 minutes Henrik had finally turned on his heel and stormed off down the hall to go be with his daughters.

Lucas checked his smartwatch; Henrik had joined Skye and Bobby about 20 minutes ago and all they could do from the outside was watch helplessly.

Henrik paced the room, gesturing animatedly and holding his part of the conversation while Bobby sat on a chair next to Skye's bedside. While Henrik had been agitated....in contrast, Bobby had stayed seated the entire time and not once had Lucas heard his voice raised.

Lucas mused that it was like watching a drama with the sound turned off...all they could do was speculate on what the conversation entailed that had Henrik so upset.