"Why can't you try harder?" I hear someone shout. I can see now, barely, but it seems like a dream, my glasses are all steamed up and my face feels hot.
"I am trying! Am I not good enough?" I hear myself sob. What? I didn't mean to say that? Why can't I control my actions? This must be a dream... a really realistic dream.
"No, you're not good enough. You have to learn that quadruple salchow or you can't perform the routine with me, as simple as that." The voice explains. I can sort of see them but their face is blurry. It sounds like Victor... but it can't be? He would never be this mean, it's not like him.
"Victor, please believe in me. If you say I can do it, I will be able to do it." I try to say through my tears. So it is Victor who is saying this to me. Why is he treating me like this?
"But I know you can't, you will never be able to do it," Victor continues, I can tell he's trying really hard not to break down into tears, "maybe I should go back to Russia. I have given you so many chances, given you so much time, when I could be in my home country progressing at my on speed." What have I done wrong? This doesn't make any sense. I can't see anymore, I think I must've closed my eyes. I curl up into a ball, not caring that I'm in the middle of an ice rink, and cry. I clench my fists and punch the ice. Why am I not good enough? I hear the entrance doors open and close. Did Victor leave? I'm starting to drift off to sleep now, I'm starting to feel stiff again...
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Who Is He? / Viktuuri
Fanfiction"Victor... I love you." I sob. I can't believe how lucky I am. I hug him even tighter than before. "Please don't let go." Katsuki Yuri is casually skating on his home rink when he is greeted by a man from Russia called Victor. Yuri feels as if he ha...
