𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗜𝗔

13

Ophelia's POV

The weekends are for relaxing and getting that needed sleep, but it wasn't for me.

I was busy the whole weekend. I went to my part-time job two days in a row, for eight hours each day. Then I had to finish two projects for history and literature classes. I believe that I slept for only a few hours before going to college today.

Now that I overthink the past three days, I'm kind of feeling thankful to Lili for taking me to that party. I had a chance to feel free for a moment again. Except for the time I was almost drugged by Jace and had a drinking battle with Arden. These were the worst.

I got a call from my ginger girl in the morning when I was still preparing to leave for college. Liliya asked me if I was okay after I left them on Saturday without explanation. I told her I was in rush to do some things at home.

Of course, she believed me and asked me to meet her today at college.

Two of my lectures ended before 12 pm, so I had a chance to eat my lunch. After finishing it I went to sit on the bench in the college yard. It was warm weather today. I decided to wait for Lili here until she finished her lecture.

Since I had plenty of time by myself, I somehow started thinking about the situation I'm in at the moment. It's been a month since I last had training for ice skating. A month after the accident. My left leg was doing fine now, just only a bruise was visible. There was no pain piercing my leg anymore, but something was stopping me to go on ice again.

Yes, I did go there once after my injury, but it kind of took my enthusiasm for coming back. I was humiliated by Arden's laugh at my fall on the ice. Maybe I'm not going to be as great as before? Or maybe he was right in saying that I was never great, to begin with?

I don't want my coach to be disappointed in me too. She put a lot of effort, time, and her knowledge into my training for maybe ten years. If I just let her down by ending my figure skating journey here, she will never forgive me. The coach will call me stupid for giving up my passion just for a little accident.

I once left this sport before. I regretted it after. I should just give myself some more time. As well as give a call to my coach.

Out of a sudden, my phone buzzed in my pants pocket. It was a call from Liliya. I picked up.

"Hey, Opi. I need your help" Lili sounded filled with fear. There's something wrong.

"Lili?" I said, putting my phone closer to my ear.

"I'm not prepared for this, but it happened just like that" she was saying things.

"What happened?" I was confused.

"Asthma. I have asthma and I feel like I'm not going to finish coughing unless I take the medicine" Lili coughed into the phone. It sounded as if she was losing her breath.

"Don't you have it with yourself?" I asked.

"No. I didn't expect to get cold out of a sudden" Lili explained. This made me frightened a bit.

"Where could I get you this medicine? I will run to get it" I can't just sit here on the bench and do nothing when my friend is in the danger.

"I always have it in my bag, which I left at Dareen's place after spending the weekend there" she coughed again.

"Why would you even leave it there? Anyways, is Dareen at his dorm? I believe he can bring you your medicine quicker" this is almost solved if her boyfriend is at his place.

"The worst part is that he's out of town for a day. This is why I'm calling you. I need you to go to his dorm and take my bag from there" Liliya took a deep breath.