"What shall we watch tonight?"
"Frozen!"
"Again?"
"Yes! The sing-along version."
"Okay."
"Will mummy and daddy be home?"
"Probably, but I'm sure they've calmed down now."
"Okay."
"Hey, don't give me that pouty face, we're going to watch Frozen and eat popcorn, that's all you need to worry about."
"I love you Livy."
"I love you too."
"Can you put the Disney cd on."
"Sure, let's get our voices warmed up shall w..."
"LIVY!"
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.
.
.
What's going on?
Hello?
Ellie?
"I have a pulse."
"Miss, Miss can you hear me?"
Yes. I can hear you.
"Unresponsive."
I said I can hear you?
"Right arm fracture, multiple contusions, laceration to forehead."
What's going on?
"We need to get her in the ambulance."
Who? Get who?
Where's Ellie?
"Miss we're going to take care of you, not long now."
Where's Ellie?
"Check the child."
Yes Ellie.
"No pulse."
What?
No?
No.
Ellie.
Ellie needs help.
"Olivia!"
No.
"Olivia wake up!"
No.
"LIVY!"
I throw my body up and am instantly met by a warm body and arms engulfing me.
I blink to try and focus my eyes on my surroundings.
Where the hell am I?
"Shh, shh Livy it's okay, you're safe."
I hear James's voice and realise I'm in his house, his spare bedroom.
"Livy," he states again bringing both his hands to cup my cheeks and looking at me, face full of concern.
"Breathe Liv, you're okay."
"James," it comes out so quietly I'm not sure he even heard.
"It's okay, I need you to breathe."
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Love on Ice
RomansaOlivia is an aspiring photographer. She has spent her life dedicated to capturing moments. In her final year at uni she has managed to get a once in a life time job working as the official photographer for the city's ice hockey team. Things are fina...
