Elsa's Problem

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Elsa's Point of View:

I wake up at six in the morning to get ready. I shower and get dressed then I'm out the door. I drive up to the town ice skating rink. Because my family owns the rink I have a key to get in.

I enjoy being on the ice it was the only time I had fun, (I was always so busy with my studies, my dad wanted me to take after the family business: a whole chain of skate rinks throughout southern Norway) but I don't skate for fun I do it because my dad wants me to win competitions. I used to hate skating now I love it especially since my skate partner is Philip Svart.

My papa introduced us two years ago. He had chosen him as my partner because he was the fastest skater on the towns hockey team. After a couple of months we began to fall for each other. We started dating later that year.

I leave the door unlocked for him to come in later. I go change to my skating outfit in the deserted locker room and step into my ice skates. I start to make my way to the rink and I see my boyfriend Philip gliding around aimlessly. I feel myself smile as butterflies start to flutter in my stomach.

I skate up next to him, waking him from his thoughts. I grab his hand and kiss his cheek I blush as I look up to him. "Are you ready?" I ask him referring to our new routine for the next skate competition.

He just looks at me indifferently.
Concerned I ask him: "What's wrong baby?"
He just looks at me and sighs
"Elsa I can't do this anymore. I just can't. I don't deserve it."

My heart sank I felt myself start to tear up.
"What do you mean?" I say as I hold back tears.

He looks me in the eyes, but I can't read his face. I can't tell how he is feeling and its worrying me.
"I mean I want to break up. And I don't want to do this ice skating thing anymore." He sounded slightly annoyed like it was obvious.

I just stood there in shock. Still trying to figure out what was happening. I couldn't believe what he was saying and the way he said it made me feel worse. I loved him he's my first boyfriend and my most serious relationship.

"Why? Why, Philip?! I love you!" I put my hands on his chest and felt tears begin to roll down my eyes.

He gave me the spare key to my apartment. I sadly took the key and we skated over to the benches where I left my purse and I gave him his spare key.

"Well, I'm sorry Elsa. But I'm leaving. There's nothing you can do. I'm sure you'll find someone."
Those were the last words I heard him say. He took off his skates, put his shoes on, and simply left. He never once looked back at me. Nor did he wave goodbye.

I'm just sitting there on the benches holding my stomach. I was scared. Scared and saddened by what had happened.

The whole time he talked to me I just thought 'I can't believe that is the man I love'. I had even had it in my head that if I were to marry and have children, that it would be with Philip. He was my first in everything, before him I had only ever loved my partners and Anna.

I got up and took off my skates and walked into the locker room with my head down. I changed back into the normal clothes I came in with.

I looked at the time it was still early. I went to my car dejected wondering what to do next.

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