The Rising Truth

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I know I was supposed to update yesterday, but something came up. Anyways, how are you guys? I hope you all are having a great day. I'm sorry my updating schedule is getting messed up, my life is going downhill so things are not going well. But thank you for reading and/or commenting/voting. :)

Shoma pov.

I had finished talking to Brian and returned to the locker room to put on my skates when I saw a letter placed on top of my suitcase. Chills ran up my spine. The lavender envelopes with the watercolor flowers. What the hell was it doing here? If it's on top of my duffle bag, then that means that. No. It couldn't.

I run my hand across the envelope to see if the author had stuck another razor blade in. No blade. 

Shoma Uno,

It seems that you didn't heed my warning. You must think I'm joking when I said that you won't live to regret it. You're an idiot if you believe that Yuzuru loves you. Look at yourself in the mirror. Do you think you're good enough for him? You're ugly and talentless. Your hair, the red patches on your skin, your height. Everything about you is inferior.

Your skating could never catch up to him. How dare you even think you can interact with Yuzuru Hanyu when you don't even deserve to be where you are right now? Your brother is a model, your cousins are successful doctors, yet where are you? You're a failing skater who got to where you are by luck. Does it make you happy that you're a failure?

You aren't good enough. Just accept that. But don't go dragging Yuzuru down with you. Where will his career go if he stays with you? You might be fine with dragging Yuzuru down with you, but I am not. Have you ever thought what would happen to Yuzuru if news of your guys' relationship became public? Stay away from him.

If you don't stay away, you will regret it.

My heart was hurting. I felt so much pain and doubt. Was I talentless? Well, I mean that my skills weren't amazing and but I am a  good skater. But at the same time, I'm young and my skills don't match up to the other top skaters. Nathan has amazing quads and Patrick Chan's skating skills are breathtaking, and Yuzuru. Well, Yuzuru is absolutely perfect. When compared to Yuzuru, I'm not even close.

Yuzuru was also beautiful. He was absolutely breathtaking. The writer wasn't wrong about me though. I was short and my hair looks like a bird's nest. My skin was marred with red patches that, whenever I looked in a mirror, upset me. So, compared to Yuzuru, was I really good enough.

No. Snap out of it. This is what the person wants. They want me to doubt myself. They want me to leave Yuzuru. I won't. I love Yuzuru too much to leave him.

I brought it up at lunch and he had seemed concerned. But I don't want him to be concerned. I want him to not worry about me. I'll be fine. I can handle myself. I know I can. I hope I can. Self-doubt had rooted itself in me, but I can't show him. I just can't. 

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I walk into Yuzuru's room and see him with the letter. He wasn't supposed to find them. How did he find them? The room feels like it dropped 20 degrees and a shiver runs up my spine.

My voice felt like a ghost, "How did you get those?"

Yuzuru looks up at me concerned and shocked. "Ah, Sho-Shoma."

"How did you get those?" My throat clamped by and my eyes started stinging. I start hyperventilating, trying to get airs into my lungs.

Yuzuru started looking extremely concerned and placed the letters on the side and start running up to me. "Shoma! Shoma! Please don't cry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Shoma!"

"I-I-I I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for troubling you. I'm sorry for not stopping them. I'm sorry for-"

"No, no, no. You don't need to say sorry. You don't need to say sorry. It's my fault. It's my fault." He got on his knees and grabbed my hand. "Shhh, please don't cry."

I gain control of my emotions and stifle my tears.  "I didn't mean for you to find out. I'm so sorry that you have this burden on you. I understand if you want to leave." 

He got off his knees and hugged me. "No. I won't leave you. Let God or the Devil take you from me by force, but I won't leave you."

He drew me towards the bed and had me sit down. He wrapped his arms around be and pulled me close. "I'm sorry I read the letters. I didn't mean to make you freak out."

I shook my head. "No, I should've told you about it. I should've but I didn't."

"It's tough. But don't worry, we're going to get through these together."

"What?" I turned to him with a shocked expression on my place. "No, I don't want to burden you. What if your career is ruined? What if they hurt you? The only way I can protect you is if you and I go separate ways."

Yuzuru's eyes darkened and he looked almost angry when I brought up the notion of us splitting. He took my right hand in his and kissed the ring he had gifted me. "I promise to protect you and if your happiness is that I'm well, then I will do that. Please don't give into them. Please. I love you and the thought of us breaking apart tears my heart to shreds. Please don't ever think of leaving for my sake. I love you and I would follow you down to hell, so please."

"I'm sorry." 

He gave me a small smile. "I told you that you don't need today sorry. Whoever is writing these needs to say sorry though. I will not let you go. I will protect you. I promised that I'll protect you."

I started crying again but of relief. He didn't hate me or think any differently of me. I was glad that I kept crying until I exhausted myself. He held onto me the entire time and tucked me when I had cried myself to sleep. I was happy. I was so very happy.

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