The Girl Of Ice (Unedited Version)

Chapter 14 Truth Behind the Party

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Chapter 14 Truth Behindthe Party

It was Saturday evening. Time was flying at a fast pace and I had no control over it. It had been one whole week since I pulled the Sectionals. But it looks like I figure skated just yesterday. No kidding, time goes too fast for my liking. Ms. Kiera was very understanding so she let me take this weekend off. My training would begin this Monday and my Nationals were going to be held on the coming Saturday. I was both excited and scared. Excited because I fell in love with the sport and my legs just can’t wait to get my favourite ice skates on. Scared because I am not really sure if am perfectly fine by now. This is not a rule of thumb. Any trial and error method used, I’ll be losing this opportunity to get myself in the Winter Olympics. If I can’t, I’ll have to wait another four years and man that’s pretty long.

I looked at the mirror; taking in my reflection. I was in my under clothes as I looked at all the scars that were left on my body parts. They didn’t make me look sexy or hot. Instead, they added to the scars in my heart. As I look at these scars, they remind me of those men and then of them murdering my father.  I have always longed for scars, come on, but not this way. Not scars because of these heartless men. They were very brutal and they didn’t even care about my feminism. Their act of stabbing me from behind just shows what kind of men they are. And to be honest, I don’t expect them to give up that easily. The police is on their investigation and they will not leave no stone unturned. I just hope they don’t mess with my Nationals. I just pray to God I get through it with no hurdles. If I do, then there’s nothing that can stop me from bagging the place in Olympics. And man, that would be pretty awesome.

I was zoning out but the sound of my mobile ringing on my desk snapped me out of it. I looked at the mobile and then started walking to get it. I looked at the caller id and it read ‘Casey’.

“Hey Casey”

“Lizzie, you done dressing up? It’s already 6 in the evening. If you aren’t then it’s fine because it’ll take more half an hour for me to come. Be ready, okay?”

This girl was pretty dominating. Of course, if she were your true friend she would protect you from any fucking body. But right now, it was not the case and this act of hers was starting to piss me off.

“Alright” I said, uninterested and noticing that she just replied ‘cool’ and declined the call. I don’t really get why she was so hyper-active on bringing me to some ‘twirl girls’ party.

But I have decided on trusting her. And my decisions are final.

I kept the phone down and rushed to my closet. Opening it, I started rummaging through the dresses. I had many dresses that I haven’t worn at all. I am not really a party head so yeah…

Before I could even choose a fine dress to go with, I heard the bell go. My mother wasn’t home and I had to go all the fucking way down to the hall and get it opened. I really hated this. I was actually into finding a dress for me and then this retarded baboon interrupts this little bliss. I groaned closing my closet and stood up. I took my night gown and wore it over. Then I made my way down the stairs and hurried to get the door. I peered through the hole and noticed it was Aaron.

So he was the retarded baboon.

And it was his normal habit to interrupt me while I was getting dressed up.

Should have guessed.

Sighing, I unlocked the door inviting him to come inside. He wore a pale blue jeans and a formal shirt over a black T-shirt that stuck to his body really tightly showing off his abs. Okay, this was the first ever time I noticed that. I shouldn’t do it again…