Otayuri - Loss

10.

I woke up a little late and almost missed the bus. I sat down alone since mila sat next to sala. Otabek got in and I smiled. "Hey beka"
"Hey" he said and kissed me. Then the guy from otabeks class came in. I realised I didn't even know his name. "Hey... sorry what was your name again?" I waved.
"Oh hi... my name is jake."
"Hey jake. "
We arrived at school and i walked towards my math class.
I sat down when mila came in, and sat down next to sala. I know I'm being an idiot but I used to sit alone all the time and was happy to have mila sitting next to me. But I was alone again. 
Math is so stupid like in don't need to know what D= b2 - 4AC is. Why would I care about that? I fucking don't.

After school I realised I had promised my parents to skate with them, so I brought otabek along.
We were sitting on a bench in the building as I gave him his gift, making sure he'd see the shirt I was wearing. He opened it and started laughing. He took off the shirt he was wearing and put on his new one. I wanted to smile but I couldn't stop staring at
his
Fucking
Abs
Holy shut they were fucking perfect how is my boyfriend so got I don't get it. He caught me staring and him and grinned. I started blushing like crazy.
"Like what you see?" He asked.
"Shut up, idiot" I yelled. I stepped into the rink. He followed me.
"Otabek, Did you ever skate before?"my father asked.
"Yeah, I can do some simple jumps but I'm not that good, I never skated competitively."
He showed some simple jumps he learned when he was younger. After that i showed him the things i was working on. I did a triple axel but realised i over-rotated and I fell. My parents knew I was fine so they still stood there, but otabek ran towards me, panicking.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. Don't worry" I laughed. "Oh okay. Good" he helped me up and we continued skating.

otabek went home and we got home as well. my dad got a phone call. He walked towards the other room and I heard him speaking Japanese really fast. I knew some Japanese but I wasn't this fluent. I was raised with 3 languages but English was my strongest. My Russian was very good as well but I could only understand Japanese if you speak loud and clear. My father learned Japanese once he met my dad so I asked him what my dad said. He ignored me and stood up, worry in his eyes. I could see my parents in the other room as I sneaked around the corner.ci thought I heard something like: 'my father' coming from my dad.
my dad ended the call and looked at my father again. He teared up and hugged him close. Then he noticed me in the doorway. "Yurio,"  he cried. 
"Your grandfather passed away."

I looked at him in shock. I just saw him a couple of days ago. He flew all the way to russia for my birthday so he wasn't sick or something. How could he die so suddenly?
"He had a heart attack" my dad explained. "He died 2 hours ago but they couldn't reach me sooner. I'm sorry I just-" he left the room crying.
"Babe come on don't close the door" my father ran after him and for once I didn't got mad about the 'babe' thing. Even though it's gross af.
I was left alone in the room and started sobbing. My father ran back towards me and hugged Me tight. "Yurio it's okay. It's okay" he started crying himself by now and he took me to my dad's room. We all sat down on their bed and just cried. I never cry, don't get me wrong. But this time I did. But not for long I just... fuck it. I cried. I love my family too okay? I remember falling closing my eyes and next thing,  I woke up in my own room. I walked into the living room and saw my parents packing. "What time is it?" I asked.
"8 AM" you missed dinner last night but we just let you sleep.  You looked tired" my father smiled softly.
"Why are you packing?"
"For your grandfather's funeral in Japan.  It's in three days and we leave tonight."
"But then we won't get back until Tuesday."
"We called your school and told them. Now go pack your bags"
I walked towards my room and packed everything quickly. I looked at my phone and saw I was in a groupchat. 

Gays
Mila: this Is a good name right?
Sala: perfect
Jake: how did you get my number?
Bekaaa: I gave it
me: how did you get his number.
Bekaaa: the groupchat with the whole class in it? But where are you Yurio?
me: oh
Me: anyway um... my grandpa passed away yesterday and we're taking a flight to japan for his funeral in a few hours so that's why I'm not at school until Tuesday.
Mila: omg I'm so sorry to hear that
Sala: good luck Yurio!  :'(
Jake: that sucks... I hope you'll be okay
Bekaaa: ill miss you Yurio. If you wanna talk about it, call me.
me: thanks.

"Yurio we're leaving!"my father yelled. I ran downstairs and we gave the neighbours instructions to take care of makkachin and hunter.
We drove to the airport and got on our flight. This was not gonna be a happy trip...