You skated at a hobby. That's it. You weren't to good. It was just something you did to take your mind off your father. Your mother died a few years ago... Ever since then your dad has been nothing but a drunken mess. If you didn't do whatever he said you would get beat. Hell, it was whenever he felt like it.
Bruises and cuts littered your thin malnourished body. Whenever someone talked to you about your weight you just said you're naturally thin.
You walked down to the skaters rink. You kept every inch of your body covered minus your face and hands of course. You put on a fake smile. Glossy cold dead eyes never smiles. You sigh entering the ice rink.
"Ah! (F/n) welcome back! I hope you dont mind but two people are on the rink..." The female said as you smiles "I don't mind sharing" you let out a slight giggle.
You walked into the dressing room putting on your black and (f/c) suit you usually skate in. You open the door seeing two men, one with silver white hair, other with ravent black hair. You were to shy to say anything but you forced out a few words "hope you two don't mind if I join yah?"
"Not at all!" A Russian accent came from the silver hair. The ravent hair whispered in the Russians ear, "of course it is..* the Russian said.
"Sorry to bug you two. By the way I'm (f/n)! Its nice to meet you two!" You smiled closing your eyes. You didn't want them to see much of your face.
You started skating backwards away from the Russian, "I'm victor! And this guy is Yuri." The Russian smiled happily.
"I swear I heard them names before... I don't know..." You said, Victor was a bit shocked same with Yuri, "what?" You giggled.
They didn't say anything about how they were I don't know. Famous.
Your flip phone rang, stopping your heart for a second. You skated away and then answered. Yuri and victor listened in.
"Hello... Yeh dad.. I'm sorry!.... I'm on my way" your voiced filled with fear you skated away taking off the shoes and immediately got out.
-Meanwhile with Yuri and Victor
"She skates how could she not know us?" Victor questioned.
"I know its strange. She is a bit odd, anyway we might see her again." Yuri sighed.
"She is a cutie haha" Victor said as Yuri sighed more.
-At your home-
"Dad! I'm here I'm sorry.." Your dad smacked you across the face, you falling to the ground. You yelped in fear and pain.
"You little bitch. You're fucking dead!" You dodged his next punch and you ran out of the house.
Running away. Say goodbye to a warm place at night. You went to the bridge, out of breath you fell to the ground, your face had a giant bruise from the punch. It almost gave you a black eye.
Grandmother died in a car accident. No more rent. No more money.... You cuddled the side of the bridge grabbing the arm you fell on. You couldn't do anything other then cry. Hot wet tears quickly fell off your face onto the cold concrete.
Suddenly Victor was passing by. He looked around when he heard hicking and hard breathing. He looked down at your body, laying on the concrete, neck exposed seeing tons of cuts. You didn't see him, you were resting your eyes and focusing on calming your breath.
"(F/n)?" Your eyes widened as you sat up against the wall of the bridge covering your head "don't hurt me I'm sorry I'm sorry itisntmyfaultimsorrydonthitmedonthurtme." Your breath panicked and you couldn't even speak right. Victors eyes widened as he hugged you. Tears streaming down your face, "I'm sorry" you merely said before passing out.
Victor picked you up bridal style and took you to the hotel he was staying at.
-time skip-
You woke up in a nice warm comfy bed. You sat up instantly looking around. Victor was writing something so he witnessed you getting up.
"Ah good morning!" He said "should I get you a pork cultic bowl?" He smiled brightly
"I need to get home." You said bluntly walking out of the bed.
"Нет" victor signed. "You're staying."
(Нет is pronounced Net and it means no.)
Your eyes widened "fine..."
-time skip-
Father in jail. And having skating practices from a total hottie was the best thing ever. You cuddled him at night. He loved you, and you loved him. You started a small hobby of helping others mentally.
Your first kiss was under the bright moonlight with victor.
(Sorry yuri)
