When I got to the gym I wish I didn't go in the first place because I saw all of my so called teammates have a grand old time with someone I didn't know. I felt so betrayed that they didn't even waste time to think about my replacement. I mean it has only been a few weeks. They didn't even notice I was there. It wasn't until one of my coaches shouted
"WELCOME BACK BRITTNEY!!!!"
You should have seen the look on their faces. It was priceless because it was a mix of surprise, guilt and shame. Frankly they should be ashamed and guilty because I thought that they would take at least a little time to seek out my replacement. I didn't let that ruin my mood so I went over to talk to my coaches. I only stayed for a few minutes to fill in coaches about my injury and what I will be doing when I come to the gym. After that I went home and cried my self to sleep. The next day I was sitting in my room reading The Maze Runner when my mom told me that there was some people here to visit me. I closed my book and went downstairs to see my "teammates" sitting in my living room with the newbie. I sat on the seat across from them. We sat in awkward silence 'till one of the younger gymnast decide to break the tension by begging me not to quit. They room erupted in yelling varying from "Please Brit don't go" to "We need you" all of which went in one ear and out the other. When they finally calmed down I said
"I get why you replaced me, but why didn't any of you come and visit me or support me through any of it. You all left me alone and scared that I will NEVER do gymnastics again. Do you know how it feels to be in the hospital laying in a bed with just the TV to keep you entertained? Or what it feels like to go through PT with NONE of your "friends" to help you through? NO, you don't because everytime any of you got hurt I was there to help you and comfort you but, NONE of you had the decency to at least text me saying everything will be ok."
By the time I was done speaking I could feel the burn in my chest to let the tears cascade down my cheeks. When I looked to see their reaction none of them could look me in the eyes and the room was dead silent. I sat there for a few minutes and the tension just grew with every passing moment. Finally I broke it by getting up and saying
"You know I used to think we were sisters but now, I'm not so sure anymore. You know your way out."
After that I sulked up to my room and collapsed on my bed and let the salty tears fall down my cheeks. That night I cried myself to sleep just like the night before.
A/N: Sorry for such the long wait school was chaotic and I didn't get the chance to update. Summer is finally here so hopefully I get some more chapters in.
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Fly (Discontinued)
Teen FictionHi, my name is Brittney Noland. I used to be a gymnast until an accident ruined my career in gymnastics. But now I am a famous writer. I know you are wondering what that accident was. If you want to find out what the accident was, you will have to l...