Songs For Us [English Version]

Prologue

She was lying on the floor, the world upside down, spinning; colors fading, blurry. The music stopped and the noise around her became distant, unintelligible; all she knew at that very instant was the cold surface underneath her, and the pain. It hurt... ah, it hurt so, so much.

That last jump, she thought. She needed that last jump or...

Damn it. Tears filled her eyes and she moved her hands to cover her face. I ruined it.

The girl didn't realize she had lost conciousness for at least ten seconds, and when she opened her eyes a man hung over her, his mouth moved but not a word made it to her ears. And she was so afraid of looking at her leg, the burning pain frightening her heart more than anything.

Help, please.

The tiny girl was unconcious when she was taken out of the ice. Many skaters stared at her, worried even though they didn't know who she was -tough times were always coming for a skater after such a... scabrous accident.

"What an unfortunate situation".

Florence Luzhin, watched her daughter fall and faint in the middle of a rink at the other side of the world. She saw two men take her child out on a stretcher on TV; and then, they cleaned the ice and continued the competition like nothing happened.

She went mad.

The people walking the streets of Madrid stared at the tall, slim lady speaking very fast in a foreign language in her phone, but she couldn't care less.

"Bring her home, Misha. Now."

"Ren, you need to understand..." The woman at the other side of the phone line, Misha Luzhin, was trying to keep her voice down as much as she could, before the not-so-kind nurse staring at her with steel eyes, kicked her out of the hospital waiting room.

"I don't want to understand! I want my daughter where I can see her right now, so I can keep an eye on her and that stupid sport. Get it, Misha? Bring her home!" Florence got into a Taxi as fast as she could, and half-yelled the closest Airport adress. The young driver snorted, annoyed at his unpolite client but drove anyway.

"She's fine, just..."

"She's not skating anymore. Do you understand me?"

"Florence, it's just a bone fracture. She needs surgery but-"

"SURGERY!?"The mother's face turned pale, cold anger flooding her head. "Never" she muttered. "That girl will hear me. She'll never set foot on the ice again. EVER"

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I'm so scared omg. How was it? 

- H.