Tessa perspective:
A few ours later I fell asleep. All the time, I lay in bed wake and tried to listen at Scotts breath. But the only thing I heard for these hours, was my own heartbeat. I fell asleep thinking about the words Scott said to me before. Thinking about my reaction. I was angry about myself. I was an ignorant fool. And I really wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him that I am a fool and that I am ignorant and insensitive. He opened himself up to me and I, I was rude and disregarded his feelings. I am one of his best friends. I should be supportive. I should listen and helping him solving the problems. My whole reaction was bullshit. Now I cant remember why I reacted like I did. I am the worst friend ever. And with these thoughts I fell asleep. The next morning I wake up, the whole situation was strange. The sun is shining into our hotel room. From outdoors I hear some birds singing. Everything seems fine. And then I look on my right side. Normally, the last days, Scott always laid there when I woke up. And now his side of our bed is empty. Scott?, I asked. I hear no answer. I asked his name again. Like before, no one answers. I stand up, walking to the bathroom, trying to open to door. I push down the door handle, trying to open the door. After trying it a few times I realised, that it is looked. I rap the door and say: Scott, come on, please open the door I hear no answer. Than I look at his bedside. The blanket and the pillow are away. He slept in the bathroom. Maybe in the bathtub. I rap again. Scott, please open, we have to talk. Again I hear no answer. Now I worry about him. What is up with him? Does he is alright? Hopefully he is alive? I put my ear at the door trying to hear some noises from inside. First I hear nothing, but than there is something, sounding like footsteps on tiles. Scott, please open the door. I have to talk with you. Please, it is about yesterday night. We have to talk. I listen, but I hear no answer. I rap again, again saying: Scott, please open the door Our relationship always has been something special. I always feel safer when he is near to me. I dont know, but for many years I have the feeling that I feel him. I feel when he is close to me. And now, as I am standing close to the door, I have the feeling that he is next to me on the other side of the door.
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Tessa and Scott - You raise me up
FanficThis is a Story about Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir, two Canadian Ice Dancers. They now each other since their childhood. The Story is about their friendship and how time can Change everything. Lets get excit...