Vasilisa & Valeriy Imagines

Catching You

I just want to make it really clear that everything that happens in this story is fiction! I'm sure Valisias new partner Maxim is not a bad guy even though he is painted as a villain in my story. I also do not know the full story behind her and Valerieys separation so please keep that in mind. I hope one day they find their ways back to each other in real life but only time will tell.

Enjoy!

Valeriy POV
It is the first competition I have been at where Vasilisa is also competing since we split ways as partners. I am not proud of how I ended things with her, and I wish she knew that it's something that will haunt me for the rest of my life. It has been exactly six month since I handed her the contract and five months since we last had any sort of communication.

I can see her from across the rink sitting with her new partner Maxim. I hate to say that she looks happy to be sitting with him, but she does. Maybe happy isn't the right word, but she most definitely looks content.

I performed early this morning and I have been waiting around watching others perform all afternoon. I want to leave now so I don't have to watch her skate with someone else, but at the same time I long to watch her move. Before I have the opportunity to make up my mind the two of them are called to the ice.

I watch interested as the program begins and watch closely as Vasilisa so clearly tries to force the chemistry. The sort of chemistry she never had to force with me. I watch as she hesitates ever so slightly before touching him. She would have never ever hesitated to touch me.

I will be the first to admit that I fucked things up by forcing her to sign that stupid contract. All because I was jealous. All because I couldn't bear to see her with any man other than myself. I was hurt that she didn't have feelings for me anymore. But I had continued to skate with her anyway because just being in her very presence was enough for me, but when I heard she was talking another guy I realized I wouldn't be able to bear it. So I did the only thing there was to do. Get a girlfriend. Polina. She was amazing, sweet and kind, but she could never amount to Vasilisa. When I realized how much my jealousy was controlling me, I decided to break things off with her. But why didn't I do it better? Why didn't I talk it through with her?

" Isn't that your old partner?" A younger girl also skating for Russia asks me in whisper.

" Yeah." I nod not taking my eyes off the rink.

" She's really pretty." She muses before leaning away from me and continuing to watch the program.

" She is" I agree nodding my head.

It happens in slow motion. I watch as Maxim lifts my precious Vasilisa into the air, before letting her fall with a thud to the ice. I watch in horror as he doesn't even turn to help her up. She struggles for a second before gliding to her feet clearly shaken. She's shaken because shes never been dropped. I have never dropped her. I would collapse before I let her body even hit the ice. I should have been there to catch her. I'm so sorry Vasilisa.

The program needs and it is evidently clear that the pair with not make the podium. I watch carefully for, my spot as Maxim turns to her the very minute they are off the ice and girls harsh words at her.

" Oh absolutely not" I mumble under my breath as I stand.

" Where are you going?" The girl asks as push myself to my feet.

" Tell coach I went to the washroom if she asks" I say ignoring her question and making my way around the rink.

When I round the corner Maxim is still going off on her for his own error. Vasilisa catches my eye, and I can tell by the look on her face she is just noticing me now. She looks at me like she thinks I'm going to just breeze past her and not say a word but instead I stop right between them.