The Rising Truth

It Escalates

I HAVE RETURNED!!!!! I'm still dealing with my shitty home but self-therapy has gotten better and I am much happier. I'm will be trying out aromatherapy to help with my insomnia and my mental health issues, so I have my fingers crossed. I want to start bullet journaling so if anyone knows how where I can get the Muji PP cover A5 dotted notebook, that would be very helpful since the US doesn't sell them. 

I have just started senior year so from now to December, there will only be one or two chapter out a week depending on how busy I am. I am sorry I left you guys on a cliff hanger.

Thank for reading and voting/commenting!!!

Yuzuru pov

Bad. Horrible. Not great? Was there any way to describe how bad my short program was? I might get silver again at 4CC and I don't want to go and get silver again. Right after I return from the arena, I fell into bed.

I couldn't get the dream out of my head. Why did you protect me? Those words have been haunting me since this morning. I remember him falling towards me, and how warm he was. I remember the blood and as he was fading away, I started feeling colder and colder. I remember waking up screaming and sobbing before Shoma dragged me back down into the mattress and shushed me until I fell asleep. I felt bad too since he usually requires at least 8 hours of sleep and I had woken him up at 3:00 in the morning. 

Curling myself into a ball, I dragged the blanket over my head and put in my headphones. I wanted to be left alone. I wanted the world around me to disappear. I want to get the horrible dream out of my head and forget about my disastrous short program.

Shoma pov.

Interviews are a pain, especially when Yuzuru isn't there. When he's there, all the attention goes to him and I feel a lot more comfortable speaking when he's there. But I can't blame for wanting to leave early. I did when I skated my horrible free skate during Worlds 2016.

I had gotten back to the hotel around 4:00 pm, expecting Yuzuru to be there obsessing over his short program. He wasn't, instead, he was napping with the covers drawn up to his head. He looked so peaceful; a nicer change from what I was expecting.

I didn't want to disturb him, so I laid down the other bed and rested my back against the head board. It was strange, being ahead of Yuzuru and all. It's not that is was wrong, but it felt strange.

I think that nightmare he had the night before must've had something to do with his poor skating. I was woken up by Yuzuru yelling and moving frantically. He was yelling my name to. What nightmare did he have that could cause him to react that way? Was it the stress that was bothering him?

I don't know. Me wondering about these things won't give me the answers. For now, I should try to take some stress off of Yuzuru's shoulders though. The first step would be dealing with my feelings and my stalker problem. Yuzuru has enough on his mind and he doesn't need to worry about me.

I turn on my phone and scroll down to on my messages until I hit the name: Marianne. She would know what to do. She always does. South Korea and Japan also have no time difference so I don't need to be worried about her being asleep.

Shoma: Hey, Can I talk about something

 Marianne: Sure, just got out of a meeting. Sorry for the late reply

Shoma: No, it's fine

Marianne: Is everything ok?

Shoma: Not necessarily

Marianne: I free to talk right now. I'm available for video chat too

Did I want to video chat? I felt more comfortable with video chatting her. She could always find my meaning in the silence rather than me having to explain in through text.