Opal Langley, a champion figure skater well-known globally, faced an abrupt and devastating halt in his once flourishing career. His mentor, the woman he'd trusted with his skills throughout his formative years, was arrested for horrible offenses...
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Opal's pov
IT ALL CAME RUSHING DOWN on me like fucking dominoes. I looked at the newspaper, it was like the letters were loud and blaring, and my glasses were crushed under my foot as I stared at the words spread across the paper.
My heart rate skyrocketed and I fell into a cold sweat, one that felt as if you were freezing but your whole body was actually burning up.
"Fifty-seven-year-old Bell Ivanov arrested in her family home for the encouragement of underage indulgence in drugs, child trafficking and illegally smuggling drugs, she is, or was the coach of twenty-five-year-old Opal Langley, a worldwide winning figure skater!"
My blood ran cold at the mention of my name, my hands lowered to my chest and my hearing immediately went silent
I felt a slight shake in my hands as I reached for my pod beside me, it slipped from my palms falling onto the floor with a loud crack. I brought my hands to my mouth and picked it up in a hurry to see many cracks following around the shell.
"Fuck.. Fuck!" I yelled, stomping on the already broken glasses that rested under my foot. I tapped over my pod and it lit up.
Letting out a relieved breath I browsed through my options of conversation and immediately pressed on the profile of my manager. A few echoes of connection and I was sure he wouldn't pick up until he did.
"I know a lot is going on right now Opal, but don't freak ou-" I scoffed. "How am I not supposed to freak out?! I told you she was going to get caught... I told you I was scared I was going to get wrapped up in this. What if the newspaper wants to question me..? What am I going to say.. what about the SpringGale Worlds.?? The trip to Galespire?? T-that program we're working on took a lot.. oh goddess I'm running out of pills too." I stood up, not realizing I began to pace around the room.
Moo moo let out a soft mew, rubbing against my leg a bit. I gave him a small pat on the head and rushed into my bedroom.
"Okay— Um, we're going to figure out a way to just make this work." It sounded like he was shifting through papers. "No... Alex! Tell me what to do now... Bell, I've known Bell since I was seven, it's like she fucking owns me or something..I feel guilty.. am- am I guilty.? What— what am I going to do without my pills..?" I whispered to the pod.
Alex let out a frustrated breath and I felt it, he was going to yell, I've known him a long time to know when the yelling was going to start.
"Shit, kid, will you let me fucking think?! I told Bell not to give you that toxic shit.. she's fucking crazy, got the whole team wrapped in her psychotic shit!"
