The Swordfish Club (Kellic)

Chapter 22

The feeling of being on the top of the world has decreased so rapidly, I could barely remember what it felt like. Now that I thought about it, I wondered why I was so happy to be at the top of the podium. What the point in winning a competition if the high feeling disappears as soon as it's finished and you realize your trainer is not kind-hearted? I was delusional to think Vic would ease up his training after the competition. He didn't let us time to recover from it. The next day, he was already pointing out all the mistakes we had made in the competition and what we had to do in order to progress. Nobody complained, everyone got to work hard and I did the same.

That's what we have done for a little over a week and I couldn't help but feel empty. Perhaps, it was the fact I didn't have extra lessons anymore with Vic which meant we spent less time together. At first, I didn't think it would be a big problem since our relationship was in the open but I quickly learned that Vic wasn't a fan of public displays of affection while I didn't mind if people were watching us or not. Honestly, I felt like a clingy boyfriend, well I was clingy but every time I spotted him in the hallway or in the cafeteria, I couldn't decipher if he was happy to see me or annoyed. We didn't talk about it, he never said it was a problem that I came to see him so I didn't stop. In fact, we didn't speak a lot since my extra lessons have ended. Although not for lack of trying, I've tried to stay after every training. Sometimes he let me and we had a good time, talking, kissing but no more because he still wanted to take things slow when my body was screaming to take it to the next level. Then, there were the other times when he wanted to do his personal training and he requested me to leave to concentrate on his swimming.

Now, it was Friday night and I didn't know if I was glad that it was the weekend or not. After all, I wouldn't see Vic for two days and it seemed really long for me, god I really was too clingy. How could he manage to not jump onto me every time he crossed my path in a hallway? I had no idea, I was unable to stay away from him whenever I noticed him. So, when I went out of the water, breathless and tired, and when Vic asked me to stay after the training, I was over the moon.

My heart was pounding with anticipation as everyone went towards the changing room, some winked at me or whistled when Vic asked me to stay until Vic send them death glares. Even if he was okay with a relationship in the open, he definitely didn't like when people acted like that.

Once they were all out of sight, Vic closed the distance between us in two long strides and I leaned in, thinking he was about to kiss me but it didn't happen.

"I asked you to stay to talk about your swimming," he said and I huffed in frustration.

My swimming really? That was the last thing I cared about since the competition but I kept quiet as he took my hand in his, guiding me to the nearest bench.

"So, I won't sugar coat it because as you know I don't treat you differently just because you're my boyfriend. Since the competition, you don't swim well anymore and I think it's about time you explain to me what's wrong," he said, tracing little imaginary shapes on my hand which contrasted with the way he was talking to me.

"Maybe I need extra lessons," I suggested with a cheeky smile.

"No Kellin, that's not about techniques. You have the skills now, you showed it well at the competition but you have to know that I'm waiting a lot more from you for the second competition."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to be first at every race," he clarified like it was an obvious fact but it wasn't at all.

I was proud enough with my performances and satisfied with my level. I worked hard on it, couldn't he give me a break? There was plenty of time to improve before the next competition.