Love in the Ring and on Stage: Ace x reader

Chapter 11

y/n pov:

it's been 3 days since Miss Ophelie passed away, and I've just been hiding in my room.

I was laying under the covers when I heard a knock on my door. I didn't reply, but the door slowly opened

"y/n I bought you some food" Clara said in a soft voice. I sat up and looked at her as she put the food down on my bed. She didn't say anything else and left my room.

I just stare at the food, I don't feel like eating right now. I put the food on my night stand as I get under the covers again. There were two picture frames next to my bed the one was me and my older sister on my 13th birthday when we went to that carnival and the second was a picture of me, my older sister and miss Ophelie.

miss Ophelie was in the middle, with her arms wrapped around us. My sister was 8 in the picture and I was 5 and it was the first time that I went to America to compete

I feel my eyes fill with tears again, but I hear another knock on my door, so I quickly wipe my eyes.

the door slowly open and to my surprise I see Ace. I sat up and look at him. He had a bag in his hands, he didn't close the door completely as he walked towards me

"did I wake you?' he asked and I just shook my head ''the others send this" he took a seat on my bed as he gave me the bag. Inside was my f/s and f/f and a card with a drawing that caused me to smile a bit

"yeah sorry my brother drew that, he's not really much of an artist" Ace said as he turned to look at me

"thank you" I put the bag on the floor. I see Ace's eyes go to my nightstand where my food is

"have you eaten anything?"

I just nod no but he didn't say anything. He then leaned over and grabbed the picture with all 3 of us in it

"it was my first time going to America to compete" I said. Ace was still looking at the photo

"who is the other girl?" he looked at me but I just drop my head "sorry, you don't have to talk about it" he put the picture back

"no, it's okay" I took a breath "she's my older sister" I lift my head to look at him

*flashback*

it was a week after my 13th birthday and the tense air in the house (after my sister got angry at my parents) was finally starting to go away

we were making our way towards our house after we just had a competition. I got a first place, but my sister came second so my parent weren't happy. Just when things were going back to normal

the whole drive home was quiet and when we got home my parents threw away my sisters stuff

"hey I worked hard for that" my sister said as she got her stuff out of the trash

"worked hard for a second?" my mother asked. My sister threw her stuff on the kitchen counter as she crossed her arms

"yeah" She said. She saw I was standing just outside the kitchen so she didn't want to fight with my parents. She always does this, she only argues back when I'm in my room so that I don't have to get involved since I'm younger then her but I always hear their arguments and it always ends in her either slamming the door to her room or she leaves the house completely.

I would wait for her to return and then fall asleep with her in her bed

"why isn't second enough?" my sister asked in a calm voice as she walked past my mother but my mother grabbed her wrist