JJ's POV
I walked out of the jewelers feeling slightly better to get it off my chest. I can't believe I messed up this bad, I should have waited. Now I have to fix my mistakes.
"If you can't tell her in person, especially since she's in another country right now. You still have to call," he pestered me.
"At the hotel I'll call her."
"And I'm staying in the room for support."
He gently grabbed my wrist, "I want to be there for you, to protect you if things get emotional."
"Fine," rolling my eyes and faking a laugh. If only he wouldn't worry so much. I don't want to be a concern, a problem. It's why we stopped talking. But I'm glad to have him back, I started walking a little closer to him. His presence was comforting.
Once we got into my hotel room, 442, I dialed Isabella's number.
"Oh, hey cutie. I was about to call you goodnight." I forgot it was later there.
"Um... hey. I-I uh," I cleared my throat.
"Babe is something wrong?" She sounded so concerned.
"No," Otabek shoke his head at me, "actually yeah there is."
"My king what's wrong," if only she would stop with these pet names.
"I feel like I don't know myself anymore. I'm not ready to marry you."
The other line remained silent.
"I've pretended to be someone I'm not for so long, I never even stopped when I was around you. I l-. I think I need to find who I am again. I need people to see the real me."
"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I'm sorry you felt you couldn't be real with me."
The line disconnected. That was it, she probably hated me now.
I didn't realize I was crying until Otabek wiped them away with his thumbs.
"I've always been the crybaby of us two huh?"
"You have every right to cry," he said calmly.
He led me to the coach, sitting me down. Then he walked to the kitchen and began preparing some tea.
I'm a single man now I guess. Now maybe, after everything dies down I could pursue my feelings for- no I shouldn't be thinking that. I just dropped an engagement. The press will be all over me by the morning when they see she's not wearing her necklace and ring for the first time.
Beka handed me my tea and sat down next to me. He ever so lightly put his hand on mine.
"It's going to be okay."
I rested my chin on his head, "I know," tears still streaming down my face, "I know."
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On thin ice
FanfictionJJ, how couldn't you have told us. All this time, all these years. We were competitors but both one with the ice. Why didn't you tell me? I was so stupid, I didn't know you and Otabek were so close. I'm turning into Victor, a blundering Russian idi...
